Teaching My Bookworm Stepsister

Kapri's P.O.V.

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I don't know what came over me. I think it was the fact that Maverick was being sentimental. He's never like that. At least, not that I've ever seen.

So here I am, on top of my bully like some kind of depraved person. My lips are moving with his. Maverick has his hands all over my body.

My tongue darted out to lick the seam of Maverick's lips. I want to taste him. I want him to taste me.

Maverick wouldn't open up for me. I whined, and moved from kissing to full on licking him. Maverick was so eager about spitting in my mouth, but now he won't let me in his.

I sucked in Maverick's bottom lip like he does with me, and bit down hard. Maverick hissed in pain, and finally opened up for me. I smiled happily before slipping my tongue into his mouth. Maverick wouldn't kiss me back the same way though. I whined again, which only made him chuckle. Then another thought hit me.

I pulled away just a few inches. My eyes connected with Maverick's as I gathered saliva in my mouth. Then I spit right into Maverick's mouth.

Maverick's eyes went wide as I smirked. He grabbed the back of my head to smash our lips together again. Maverick plunged his tongue into my mouth as he sat up with me in his lap.

I practically melted into Maverick as he explored my mouth with his tongue. This is what I wanted. I don't even care about anything else. Maverick's lips, his tongue, is all I want.

Maverick moved his hands down my body. He moved his hands under my dress, pushing it up. Maverick gripped my a.ss cheeks hard. I gasped into his mouth, and he pulled me against him harder.

Is that... a bulge in his jeans I feel? Why is that making me more excited? What are these reactions he's pulling out of me?

I ground my hips on Maverick as he kissed me. The friction felt really good. I don't want to stop.

Maverick pulled his lips from mine, and I whined. He didn't care at all as he kissed down my chest. Maverick yanked down the top of my dress, causing my boobs to bounce free. I gasped again as I looked down.

"I knew you left more hickeys on me! You friggin a.sshol-ahhh!"

I tried to scold Maverick, but when he started sucking on the tops of my breasts, I started to moan. My hips are still moving on their own as Maverick latches onto my body. I can feel his teeth sink into my skin. It kind of hurts, but feels really good. Maverick's eyes flickered up at me.

"Kapri." He said my name softly. "I want to take your bra off." He told me.

"O-okay." I breathed out.

Anticipation instantly started to rush through me.

"I have to take off this sorry excuse for a hoodie too then." He told me.

"Okay," I replied.

It's like I'm under some kind of spell.

Maverick leaned back to pull the hoodie over my head. Then he slowly pulled the small straps of my dress off of my arms. He kept his eyes on mine even as he reached around to unhook my bra. Maverick is moving so slowly. It's like he's giving me time to say no to this.

I should be saying no to this. Maverick is not only my biggest bully, but my brother now too. I just.. can't.

I want this. I want to see what he does next. I want to feel more of what Maverick has to offer.

Maverick kept his eyes on me as he slowly slid my bra off. My face heated slightly. He finally removed his eyes from mine to look down at my breasts. Maverick stared at me and groaned. I don't know if that's a good thing, or a bad thing.

I started to squirm the longer Maverick just stared. I tried to cover myself up, but Maverick stopped me.

"No, no, no." He said as he pinned my hands behind my back. "You can't cover up now."

"Y-you're just staring.." I said awkwardly.

Maverick chuckled as he looked up at me.

"Sorry, was I making you nervous? Or are you just impatient? You want me to do more than just look?" He asked.

I turned my head away, and stuck my nose in the air.

"I couldn't care less what you do." I lied.

Maverick chuckled again. He grabbed my hoodie, and tied my hands together behind me. I frowned, but didn't struggle. Why am I not struggling?

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"You're being naughty. Now you're not allowed to touch me." Maverick replied.

I tried my best to glare at him. I'm not sure I'm doing a good job. It was honestly kind of hot that he called me naughty.

"Oh, so you like being called naughty? Or is it just that you like being punished?" Maverick teased.

I didn't answer, because honestly I'm not sure.

"Don't worry nerd, we'll figure out what you like in time. Right now.. I believe I owe you. Not only did I build you up twice, but you did as I asked. You kept your promise. That was a very good girl," he said.

A moan slipped past my lips louder than my others. My eyes went wide, and my face went red. Maverick chuckled at my reaction before leaning in to brush our lips together.

"So, you like being called a good girl, huh?" He teased.

I moaned again.

"Well, do as I say, and I'll always call you my good girl." He said before kissing my neck.

My eyes fluttered as Maverick worked his way down my neck. He nipped and sucked at the tops of my breasts again. My hips started to move on their own again.

Then Maverick's tongue flickered across my n****e. I moaned again, and pushed my chest into him. I could feel Maverick chuckling against me. Then he wrapped his lips around my n****e, and began to s**k.

Heat pushed through me as Maverick sucked on one of my nipples, and twisted the other with his fingers. He pulled the one with his fingers as he bit the one in his mouth. My eyes rolled back as my hips started to move faster. Maverick let go of my n****e with a pop. All to latch onto the other one. One of his hands moved between us. This time Maverick didn't move slowly, and I was grateful for that. His fingers pushed into my soaking wet panties. Maverick's body slumped as he groaned. Hearing that nosie come from him did something to me. I pushed myself more into him.

"M-Maverick.. please.." I begged.

"Please what?" He asked before sucking on me again.

Maverick's fingers are rubbing my cl.it over my panties.

"P-please.." I begged.

"You have to tell me what you want, Kapri. How else will I know?" Maverick teased.

"P-please.. more.. touch me more.." I begged.

Maverick moved his free hand to grab a handful of hair at the back of my head. He yanked my head back, and I moaned again.

"Say please again." He ordered.

"Please," I begged.

Maverick smirked.

"Say 'please touch my pu.ssy Maverick. I want you to make me c.um"." He ordered.

From the look on his face, I don't think he really thinks I will.

"Please touch my pu.ssy Maverick. I want you to make me c.um. Please.." I begged.

Maverick stared up at me for a moment. His body froze, which meant that his fingers were no longer moving. I whined as I tried to grind against him. There was a bit of friction so I tried to do it more, but it's not the same. "Maverick please! I said what you wanted. Now give me what I want!" I whined out.

My irritation must have broken through whatever spell Maverick was under. He moved both hands under my dress. Maverick grabbed one side of my under with both hands, and ripped. I gasped, and then he did the same with the other side. "Maverick." I scolded as he pulled the ripped fabric from me.

"Shut up Kapri. You know that you like it," he said.

I shut right up. Only because he's right. Not because he told me to.

Maverick moved his fingers back to my cl.it. He immediately started to rub me, and all other thoughts flew from my head. This feels amazing.

"You're so goddamn wet. I can feel you dripping on my jeans. If I was naked with you.. I might accidently slip in." He teased.

I moaned as Maverick moved his fingers through my slick folds.

"You like it when I talk to you, huh? That's hot Kapri. I wonder how greedy this little pu.ssy of yours is." He said.

A shudder ran through my body.

"You just got wetter." Maverick said dreamily.

A pressure is starting to build up inside of me. That pressure only got more intense when Maverick slid one finger inside of me. I gasped, and moaned loudly as my hips started to move on their own again.

"Holy fu.cking sh,it Kapri. You're so damn tight." Maverick breathed out.

Something about the way he said that has me wanting more. I started to move faster. I'm practically bouncing on Maverick's finger now.

"That's right baby, ride my hand." He said.

Maverick added another finger, and I cried out in pleasure from being stretched.

"M-Maverick.." I moaned. "S-something is.. happening.."

"Just let it happen baby. Let it all flow." He mumbled against my skin. "Go on Kapri, c.um for daddy."

Suddenly, that intense pressure exploded through me. Every nerve ending in my body felt like it was being electrocuted in the best way. My whole body shook as pleasure flowed through me. Maverick wrapped his free arm around me to hold me against him as he continued to pump his fingers. After a few moments, the intensity died down. I slumped against Maverick feeling spent. Maverick removed his fingers from me, and freed my hands, but I didn't move.

"Either you get really wet, or your a bit of a squirter." He told me.

I pulled back to look at his face.

"Is that a good thing?" I asked.

"Very good. It's se.xy as hell." Maverick said, smiling.

I smiled back at him, but something felt off. I feel... like I want to do that again. Like I want more.

I sat up straight on Maverick, and felt the bulge in his jeans. I smirked as I moved my hands down to his button. Maverick put his hand on mine, stopping me. "What are you doing, Kapri?" He asked.

"I just want to see it," I said.

Maverick shook his head like he couldn't have heard me right.

"I've never seen one before. Let me see it at least," I said.

Maverick shook his head as he laughed.

"Later okay?" He said. "I believe I promised you ice cream."