I closed my door in a hurry as soon as I got inside of my personal space, letting out a big deep breathe.

What the fuck did just happened back there.

I felt myself throbbing from his touch, my mind is in battle of keeping myself away from his intentions but the throbbing tells me I need to get over it and just fuck my "step brother." I sat on the edge of my bed, caught in a plan of what the hell am I going to do because technically we live under the same roof.

"Ugh, fuck you theo for fucking up my hormones." I grunt, frustrated of the situation.

To relieve a little stress inside of me, I started to make some time for myself. I cleaned my room hoping it would also "clean" myself from my impure thoughts, had folded my clothes and put them in their designated places and I was glad I had found the right outfit for mom's planned celebration later tonight. It was a black V neck floral short sleeve button front skater dress, it was casual and not too extra for a family dinner and mom would be proud of my type of clothing, less boobs the better she says.

By 6:00 I was done, just in time. I did my self-care routine and as soon I was refreshened, I grabbed the dress on the closet's rack as it looks good on me but to say that it was short was an understatement, it was too short and one type of move that would include a lot of action, a bit of my ass is shown. It's risky but I love it, don't we all love a little thrill? putting on light makeup has been easy, I got my hair done into a loose messy bun updo with a few strands of hair on the side of my face and the perfect black open-toe ankle strap heels.

I had to keep myself calm for the last minute since we were about to head out and I have to keep it simple without being nervous beside my troublesome of a step brother.

We had the usual "you look good" conversations as we were all dressed up for the occasion. Chris had decided that the three of us should move forward to the vehicle and it was no type of a sports car. Bummer, but to think I had all the sneaky chances to drive one hidden on the other side of the house's garage made me feel giddy at the moment. Matheo was fashionably late while we were all ready to head out, he had noticed me and I gave him a look of warning to keep it all to himself together and keep this family dinner delightful.

The whole ride was not what I expected it to be, it was typically mom and Chris going at it with their playful banters and their laughters which are about to blow my eardrums away. On the other hand, Matheo surprised me as he was quiet whilst occupied by the smart gadget on hand. Business transactions, I guess.

The Cuisine was a surprise; the dining room was surely mom and Chris' taste, it was rich and exquisite. The walls were covered by a shimmering gold texture, and in the middle of the ceiling was a bronze crystal clear chandelier, drapes of long embroidered curtains that compliments the black porcelain tiles. As we were settled on our reserved seats, the live delicate piano music enfolds. The orders were short for we had already knew what we had in mind while I caught myself tapping my foot lightly to the sound of the music, enjoying myself.

I was astonished, seeing Theo unlikely of himself, serious and focused typing his frustrations away on the gadget. Hasn't said a word during the trip and the arrival, it was unusual for him though but well if you live with a frustrating brother who likes to rile up your thoughts on a daily basis, typically it is my daily routine to dodge his signals and steer myself away from his perimeter.

The waiter was in sight going on our direction with the usual restaurant serving cart. As the orders were settled on the table the rich aroma of the dish wafted down and beckoned us. I had chicken piccata with mushrooms and Brussels sprouts, as I began to pick up my fork tasting the mix ingredients of the dish.

"So, Matheo your dad tells me you've been a great addition to the company. How's its been for you?" Mom questions, grabbing the table napkin and patting it on her mouth.

Matheo with his furrowed brows, forcing a smile he spoke. "Um, great but with the usual stupid cranky businessmen that I have to deal with I might have to beat someone."

Chris clears his throat and had the three of our attention, giving his son a look of warning. The conversation went dead, it was awkward and at the same time excruciating. We went on to continue eating our food in silence, as the play of piano and the clank of silverware and the commotion of people around us.

"What's got your panties in a twist." I muttered, making sure not to drag attention from both parents.

He's got a stern expression as he looked at me sideways eating small amounts of his meal while his jaws worked defining its structure.

God, he might be the entrée.

As I got no response, I turn my attention towards my meal making me feel better if I'm anxious.

"Cleo darling, your mother and I had talked interesting things about you." Chris' addressed as the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Oh really." I replied, forcing myself to make a calm expression as I felt more anxious, talking about myself is not my kind of thing.

"Yes, she told me that you had excelled your academics on your previous school. I wanted to ask, what subject do you like so far?" He added.

Seriously mom? I both look at two and I swear mom had lost her mind as she was all beaming that her daughter can finally spill some details on her life.

I was about to interact with the both of them when I felt a hand rest on my thigh. I took a breathe as I try to project a demure expression.

"Um, yeah. I basically had both honors to top my subjects and earn an excellent grade and-"

My words came to a halt, as I felt his hand slides slowly up and down my thigh making me shiver at the moment.

I chuckle trying to recover and continue to talk. "I admire a class of History and Science." I kept my words short because I was about to choke as theo kept mercilessly teasing me.

The two shared a look, as they seem happy about what I just did and I was hoping they won't press for more details and make me talk.

"That is wonderful cleo, you keep that up chances are top schools could open a door for you. Keep making us proud darling." Chris's approves, features in awe.

"I knew she was something dad, in all ways she is beautiful, smart and wise. She is a great addition to the family." Matheo adds a taunting smile plastered on his face.

I couldn't do anything but act as if I was happy in the midst of the conversation, because they were all are. Mom was busy engaging in a conversation with the two of them, matheo and his dad seemed to agree on a topic of something going half vegan at the age of 40 while I was stuck seated on my chair, letting his continuous teasing like my life depended on it.

I sucked in a breathe, feeling the warm touch of his palm as it gripped my thigh. I had to look at mom and Chris to remind myself that I need to keep it together or I might have to make a sensual sound that does not relate to the topic.

He glides his hand in between my thighs under the fold of my skimpy dress and reaches for my lace panties, right up to my entrance as he teasingly rubs his fingers up against my clit under the fabric. Now, I couldn't help but make a little sound and squirm on my seat.

"Honey, do you have any plans to take extra curricular activities this summer? Chris' knows a lot of activities you could take for the year." Mom chirps and then all eyes were on me.

Speaking of a wrong timing of being the center of attention. I came up with a bright answer knowing they would drop the topic if I'd reply right away. Unbelievably, he had moved my panties aside and before I knew it his middle finger was already inside me.

"Um, what?" Lost, I find it a strenuous situation to answer. I was about to fucking lose it.

"Well, Chris and I had planned that a bonding between you and Matheo will be refreshing. Since you guys will get to know each other and all, how about an activity set for you this summer?" Mom announced the "plan" as if it would make my summer even more delightful.

Fuck, why do your words have to be so long mom.

"What do you think, mat?" Thankfully, I was still able to think of a question. His fingers were slowly teasing my pussy, as he slides it in and out of me.

"Sure, that would be great. Don't well all need an activity to share, since we both are practically siblings the idea is great." He approves and the fucker had the nerve to persuade giving us more time to be alone together.

He picks up his movement, my pussy had already went to dampen to soak. I gripped the side of the seat for support knowing I was about to lose it already.

"Fuck." I spoke.

"Cleo, language."

"Is everything okay cleo?"

Unfortunately, I had taken their attention again. I was sweating a bit, I was taking small rapid breaths and I looked sick.

"Uh yeah ... I feel a bit bloated. It might be the salad that I ate a while ago, I'll manage." I spoke, making up an excuse.

"Just take a sip of your water, honey. You'll be alright, okay?" Mom concerned, she nods her head and I smile back to assure her I'm fine.

The two were rest assured and they went back to their topic, planning for something and I was back to excruciatingly endure the pain and the ecstasy of being fingered under the table.

I was sure I am wet all over the place, Theo unsatisfied had inserted two of his fingers and his movements were abruptly fast making me want to shout his fucking name but I had no other ways but to sit back and come, letting my sexual release.

At ease, I took a deep breath and took a large gulp of my wine thanking God that I had made it through. A rendition of what seems to be Chris' favorite song was played on the piano capturing both of their attention. They looked back admiring the play and they seem to be preoccupied at it.

While I bravely took a glance from the man beside me, he was smiling to himself knowing I'm looking and didn't even spared a glance on my direction mocking me perhaps that I was too weak and was caught up giving in into his intentions and he won. His soaked finger came into view and what shocked me the most is that he stuffed it into his mouth eyes closed enjoying every bit of it and after that he casually regains his composure and licks his fleshy lips. He turns to look at me and I averted my gaze away from his piercing eyes and smoldering look.

He moves closer beside my ear as he was about to tell me something that I should only know of.

"You taste delicious." He whispered.

And his words were enough for me to give him right then and there a big fat sign of Yes for Fucking.