Teaching My Bookworm Stepsister

Kapri's P.O.V.

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It's been over three weeks since our little cabin trip. Things have been really good. And by really good I mean that I can barely take my hands off of Maverick. Ever. "M-Maverick.. we really.. sh-shouldn't be d-doing this... in school.." I struggled to get out.

"You're the one that asked me to meet you in here for lunch," Maverick said teasingly.

I gripped onto Maverick's shoulders as he thrust inside of me. Man, I picked a great day to wear a skirt. This was much easier than any other time we sneak away.

Maverick and I have been meeting at different areas around the school to fool around. The library, the girls' bathroom, the janitor's closet, and even the locker rooms. Which is where we are now. The girls' locker room, in a shower stall.

We're supposed to be at lunch, but I texted Maverick asking him to meet me here. I wore this skirt for this exact reason. I wanted this. Despite how scared I am to be having se.x on school property.

"How are you always so tight? I swear your pu.ssy is shaped just for me." Maverick groaned.

Okay, so I'm really glad I did this.

"Maverick.." I moaned softly.

"Your voice echos in here, Kap, you might have to bite down on me again." Maverick said smugly.

"You always like it when I do that," I replied.

Maverick thrust into me again, and I moaned.

"Shhh, someone might hear you." He teased. "Go on, bite me baby."

"B-but.. last time.. I.. you got.. a bruise.." I replied.

How am I even supposed to try to be quiet when he talks to me while fu.cking me?

"Don't worry baby, I liked it. A lot." Maverick said lowly.

That was enough for me. I moved Maverick's shirt, and bit down on the crook of his neck. I would be lying if I said I didn't pick this spot on purpose. Last time I did it on his shoulder and no one could see it. I kept wanting it to show. Now's my chance to do just that. Maverick continued to fu.ck me. I bit down harder as he got rougher. This feels amazing. I feel like I'm being smashed into the tile wall behind me. I wonder if most girls find rough sex like this good.

I always thought se.x was all mushy when you had feelings for one another. I'm still not sure where Maverick's feelings stand towards me, but.. Our se.x is never slow. There are times when we start slow, but.. Things quickly turn this way.

I love it. It's amazing. It feels fu.cking good, and it still makes my feelings for Maverick grow.

This is just how we are. This is our relationship. This is Kapri and Maverick.

And I love it more and more every day.

I moved my lips from Maverick's neck to his ear.

"Fu.ck me harder daddy." I begged softly.

A shiver ran through Maverick's body, and he started thrusting harder.

"You're being too loud," he told me.

"It.. feels so good though.." I moaned.

Maverick chuckled.

"That's because you're a dirty little slut, aren't you, nerd?" He asked.

"Mmmhmmm." I moaned as I started to s**k on the side of his neck.

"Who's dirty sl.ut are you? Tell me baby. Who do you belong to?" Maverick rushed out.

He must be close. I'm close. I bet we could c.um together.

"Y-yours Maverick.. I'm yours.." I moaned out.

Maverick thrust into me one more time, and that was all it took for me. I screamed out Maverick's name as my o****m rushed through my body. Maverick slammed his hand over my mouth trying to hide my moans. He thrust into me two more times before pulling

out.

I fell to my knees instantly, and wrapped my lips around Maverick's co.ck.

"K-Kap w-what are you.. Oh fu.ck.. Kapri.." Maverick moaned as he came.

I swallowed everything that he gave me. I slurped up all of his c.um, and kept sucking on him. After only a moment, Maverick put his hand on my forehead to stop me. I let go of his co.ck with a pop.

I stood back up, and wrapped my arms around Maverick's neck. I started kissing down his neck again as he tried to catch his breath. One time is never enough for me. I always want more, and more, and more.

"Where the hell did you learn to do that?" Maverick asked.

"Learn what?" I asked.

"To s**k me off like that." He grumbled.

I laughed.

"First of all, you taught me how to s**k you off the way you like." I teased. "But, I've been talking with the girls about stuff. Now that Molly and Trevor are currently dating, and Megan and Brooke are... doing whatever they're doing. We all have stories, plus the stories of their pasts. It made me more curious to try things with you." I told him.

"That better be all," Maverick mumbled.

I snorted, and pulled back to look at his face.

"Were you afraid that I was sleeping with someone else?" I asked.

Maverick frowned at me, but didn't say anything. Which only made me laugh again.

"When would I even be able to do that? I'm at school all day, half the time I'm sneaking away with you. You bring me to school, and take me home. Then you hang out with me almost all day, and we sleep together at night. All of my time is consumed with you, Maverick," I said, laughing. "Besides, I don't want anyone else."

Maverick tucked some of my hair behind my hair. He smiled down at me, and my laughter died down. I love these moments. The moments that Maverick looks at me like this.

"No one, huh?" He asked.

I shook my head.

"You're the only one I want." I told him.

I've been feeling more brave with my emotions too. I drop hints about how I feel towards Maverick all the time these days. Of course, he doesn't ever seem to notice though. Maverick opened his mouth to reply to me, but then the bell rang. I pouted at Maverick, and he laughed at me.

"Come on, let's get you to class." He said.

"I didn't even get to eat." I whined.

"You ate." Maverick teased.

I gave him a bored look.

"You go, I'll come out after." He told me.

"Okay," I replied.

Maverick kissed the top of my head, and I walked out of the locker room.

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I was working on an assignment when someone dropped a wrapped up sandwich on my desk. I looked up to see Maverick standing there. I raised a brow at him. "You didn't eat lunch," he stated.

"How would you know if she ate lunch?" Brooke asked with a smirk.

Maverick ignored her.

"It's chicken salad. You're favorite." He told me.

I smiled up at him. Maverick remembers my favorite sandwich. Wait, have I ever even told him that?

"W-what about you?" I asked.

Maverick smiled at me.

"I ate in my last class," he said.

"Awwhhh, look at the brother and sister caring about each other." Savannah commented from the back of the room.

"That's more than he ever cared about you while you were dating." Another random boy replied to her.

I snorted, and looked up at Maverick. I thought that he would find the comments funny too, but.. He isn't smiling, just staring at me. I chewed on my bottom lip for a moment. I was just about to ask him if he wanted to sit with Brooke and me, and work on the assignment, but I didn't get the chance.

"I just wanted to make sure you ate. So your mom doesn't get mad at me." He said, and then walked back to his desk next to Savannah.

I frowned as I watched him go. My heart sank when he didn't look at me again. I turned back around in my seat, and looked at my sandwich. Funny how something so simple and stupid could make me lose my appetite completely.

"You okay?" Brooke whispered to me.

I nodded.

"What was I supposed to think anyway?" I muttered more to myself.

This is how things have been going. Maverick showers me with attention and affection every second that we are alone. He does all of these small things for me in front of other people, but the moment someone says something.. It's like Maverick realizes who I am. Like he's ashamed to be seen being nice to the nerdy girl.

I hate it. It's a stark contrast to what the weekend in the cabin was like. I want to say something to Maverick, but..

What would I even say?

'Hey Mav, by the way, why have you been treating me differently in front of other people? I know we're brother and sister, but I like you. Don't you like me too? No? Oh, that makes sense.'

Yeah, I can see it now. Me accidently confessing my feelings to him because I was sad over a damn sandwich. All for Maverick to get freaked out, and break things off. That would be so embarrassing.

I guess I can't blame Maverick really. I knew what I was getting into from the very beginning. This whole thing started because we knew we would never grow to like each other. Which means I'm the one with the problem here.

It just sucks that it bothers me this much. I hate that Maverick Penton is the one that has this much control over my emotions. And I hate that there's nothing I can do about it.

My phone buzzed on my desk. I picked it up to see a text from the very man I can't seem to get my mind off of.

Dillhole: Eat Kapri.

I turned my head to peek at Maverick, but he was staring at his phone.

Dillhole: I know you're hungry, nerd. Just eat it.

I peeked at Maverick again to see Savannah giggling and grabbing his arm. Maverick turned his head to glare at her, and she quickly let go. Our eyes met for a moment, and Maverick winked at me. Me: Okay fine, don't get your panties in a knot.