Author’s note ;; Here’s another one!

Disclaimer ;; Still don’t own anything =[ sadly.

Chapter four ;; a lesson in seduction & a daydream

So Operation seduction (Which is what Shelly is calling it) was set into motion. I still was a bit unsure about it. After all, it was Derek! Not just some senior I had a crush on. But Derek! Which was almost impossible even if I wasn’t his step sister. Throw Step sister into the mix and I really had no chance in hell. But there was no harm in trying, right? Well, maybe I could possibly make something happen. I at least was going to try and listen to what Shelly had to say.

It was around six at night and Shelly should be arriving any time now. She had invited herself over in order to work on Operation Seduction. What a stupid name. But whatever. I walked down into the living room and saw Derek sitting in his chair. He had been at work for most of the night, so this was the first time I was seeing him.

I licked my lips and walked around so I was sitting on the couch, closest to him. “Whatcha watching?” I asked, trying not to look over at him.

There was a short pause and then he finally replied. Just his voice was soothing and gave me tingles of delight. “Your looking right at it, Liz.”

Oh! Right, I was looking at the television. God, he really does make me stupid. I laughed nervously and shifted. “Right… I was just … asking.” I made the fetal mistake at looking over at him. He was lounging in his chair like always. His strong arms held onto the remote as he sat there. His strong arms, man were they strong looking. So toned and masculine. Not overly toned - or extremely toned like Erik’s. Just, toned and hot. It was from all of that hockey. It made him lean, yet visibly in shape as well. His legs weren’t entirely open but his knee was up. He looked comfortably. Man, I wish I could run my hand up the inside of his thigh. Run my fingers over his belt buckle which rested just above the part of him I wondered about most. God, he was flawless. His messy but tamed hair fell in his dark chocolate eyes … Opps! He was watching me check him out. Shit!

I quickly turned around. When I say quickly - I mean, superhumanly spun my head back around to look at the screen. I swallowed and prayed to god he hadn’t been watching me for long. I was probably blushing like mad. Yeah, I could feel my cheeks on fire.

RING!

Ah! The doorbell! I jumped up quickly and ran to the door. Yes, I literally ran to the door. I flung it open to see Shelly there. She didn’t wait to be told to come on in. One of the many reasons I love the overly arrogant bitch. She was simply awesome like that. “Shelly.. Thank god you’re here.”

“Told ya I would be. I had Erik drop me off.” She glanced over at Derek who had thankfully went back to watching TV. “He wanted to come in and say helloooo to you.” She said stressed the Hello word, and made it sound sort of dirty. “The boy is seriously wanting in your pants, come on. Lets go upstairs and discuss what we are gonna wear to Zoey’s birthday party this weakened.”

Before I could yell at her about the ‘wanting in my pants’ comment, she headed upstairs and towards my room. I didn’t dare glance at Derek, so I followed her up. Once we were safely in my room, I turned on my glare. “Shelly! He wants in my pants? Why did you say that in front of Derek?!”

“Because it’s one of the steps! Chill Hun.” She set her purse down on my desk and slipped out of her jacket. “First of all, you need to show him your not just some little kid. You do this by acting like you’re his age. Duh.”

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. Maybe this whole thing was just a mistake. After all, I didn’t really think I had a change with him. “But no matter what, I’m still just a little kid. Oh, and his step sister. Don’t forget that big read target mark.” I sat down on my bed and sighed.

She smiled. “So it is Derek. It had to be him or Sam.”

“It is Derek. Okay? I have an insane stupid, school girl crush on my brother.”

“Ew, He is not by any means - your brother. Simply some really hot guy that shares your house with you. That is it.” Shelly sat down across from me and smiled at me, setting her hand on my shoulder. “It is okay. He is hot. Your stressing yourself out over it.”

“I know …” I said bringing my knee up to my chest and setting my chin on it. “I just… I don’t know. I never thought he was even remotely attractive before. One morning I woke up from a dream. A very very very very vivid dream.”

“A sexy one?” Shelly asked, turning from a carrying and soothing friend to a devious little minx. Which caused me to smile and nod. “Oh, hot! Tell me about it!” She leaned in, completely interested.

She - Shelly - could be one of the many reasons I’ve changed so much. She was so outgoing, fun, flirty, and confidant. I wish I was more like her sometimes. I admired her. She did things, only I dreamt about. Literally. “It was really hot. We were in my bed and he was talking all dirty. And … I don’t know. We had … you know, and it just felt so damn real.”

“You can say sex Lizzie. Sex, sex, sex. Oh, did I mention hot sexy talk dirty to me sex?” She giggled and I shook my head as I laughed as well. “See, your so shy about sex sometimes. I mean, I know you have a perverted mind but sometimes you don’t show it as much.”

I nodded, thinking about the other day when I was talking about sex. He was so shy about it, that it made me seem more confidant about it. “Yeah, I know. I just … I don’t know. I have been acting like a complete idiot around him lately though. I mean, just now, he caught me checking him out. And I mean, checking him out. Like all the way up his body and lingering on certain parts.” I said, eyes wide and my finger pointing to my door. “I swear, I looked away from him so quick that it was superhuman.

She rolled her eyes, “When he catches you checking him out, give him a little flirty grin and check him out again.” She shrugged her shoulders, as if it was the most casual thing ever.

“Its not that easy. He makes me so… so weak and stupid. He gets near me and I get all damn tingly and weak in the knees. When he touches me, I loose all control and get all stupid zombie like.” I sighed and shook my head. “I loose all confidence and sense around him.”

“It can’t be that bad… Hmm, come on. Lets go get something to drink.” She said standing up and leaving my room. I opened my mouth to reject the idea, but instead - I stood up and followed her down stairs.

She went straight to the fridge and got herself a soda, while I grabbed myself one as well. She then grinned and motioned for me to follow her into the living room. Where Derek was still sitting. We passed and he didn’t even bother looking up. Which I was actually thankful of. Who knows, I could have slipped and gotten hurt. Shelly however, seemed completely unfazed by his presence. She instead took a long drink of her soda, set it down, and leaned back against the middle of the couch.

“Ew, isn’t there anything better on?” She said, playing with the tips of her hair.

I swallowed and huddled into the corner of the couch, refusing to even look at Derek when he spoke. “Ew, can’t you keep your friend locked up Lizzie?”

Shelly chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Ew, can’t you shut up? Derek, your so not as cool as everything thinks you are.” She stated.

He chuckled, (my god his chuckle was hot). “And who are you again? No one. That’s who.” He sounded amused but also slightly annoyed. Which wasn’t a shock. He hated people standing up to him and thinking he was anything less then he was.

“Wow, nice comeback there.” She said amused. “Next thing you’ll be telling me is hockey is better then football.” This was totally not a subject I wanted to be listening to. Derek really didn’t like football going up against Hockey.

“It is better.”

She chuckled. “Very funny.” She looked at me for about a few seconds before turning her eyes to look at Derek. “Look at you. Your all … slim and lanky. Football players are all buff and hot. Like Erik. Right Lizzie?”

I looked at her with wide eyes and shook my head slightly. Very slightly. “Uh … Can we just go back upstairs?”

“Yes, please. Just go back upstairs.” Derek mumbled, turning the TV’s volume up.

Shelly shook her head. “No.” She stated stubbornly. “Look at him Lizzie. Look.” She physically forced me to look at Derek. Who was raising an eyebrow and looking at me and then at her. “He really isn’t that cute, is he?”

I looked away from his eyes and looked at his lips. Yes, I loved his lips. I’d give anything to just taste him. In more ways the one. Which caused me to look down at his lap. I wondered how gifted he really was. Girls seemed to love him. He couldn’t be a virgin. No way could he be a virgin.

“Lizzie?” I heard Shelly mumble as she let go of my shoulder.

I looked back up at his eyes and saw a hint of something there. As if he could read my mind and knew exactly what I was thinking. “I… Umm.. I… I’m gonna … Go upstairs!” I said standing up quickly and running up the stairs. Once I got into my room I sat down on my bed and mentally cursed Shelly.

Shelly joined me a minute later, with a smile on her lips. “Wow. You really are a complete babbling idiot when he is around.” She said closing my door and sitting down on the foot of my bed. “Okay… First we need to work on your confidence. Clearly.”

“I do perfectly fine! … If I don’t look at him.” I mumbled the later part. It was true. I could act decent if I avoided looking at him. Which was really hard to do. By the way.

“Right… You really just have to pretend like he is simply another guy. Another really hot guy.”

“With amazing lips. And arms. And Eyes. And walk. And talk. And chuckle. He is just really really hot Shelly.” I whined, falling back on my pillows and hitting my headboard. “Ouch…” I rubbed my head and slouched down a bit more so I could rest my head on my pillow.

“Yes. All of that is clear.” She said standing up and walking over to my closet. She shuffled around and threw an outfit out. “Wear that tomorrow.” She said. “The sexier you look, it might help you feel sexy.”

“Totally doubt it.” I said picking up the skirt and glancing at the shirt she picked out.

“Trust me. It is all about confidence. Which you normally have.” Shelly looked at me and sighed. She walked over and took a seat beside me, draping her arm around my shoulders. “Babe, you’re a little hottie. I know at the beginning the school year that senior guy Tristan totally asked you out.”

“So what? He wasn’t my step brother who practically runs the school.”

“Derek is a guy. It doesn’t matter what he is to you, once he see’s that your no little girl and have some sex appeal - he’ll be noticing. Trust me. I know this stuff!” She said shaking my shoulder. “I love you.”

I smiled and nodded. “Love you two. And thanks.”

She nodded and let go of me, standing up and grabbing her stuff. “Just pretend he is someone else. It should help some. And think confidently. Pretend like you’re a princess and irresistible!” She said with a chuckle. “I have to get going. Bye!”

I waved and watched her leave. Life was complicated. Like always. I closed my eyes and leaned back. I just had to remind myself that I was sexy and hot, and that any guy would be lucky to have me. Even though, I so did not even believe that. I thought I was cute and adorable, at least to Derek. Okay, I did sometimes feel sexy but not around Derek. For some reason he just made me feel like a little school girl with a huge crush on him.

Knock. knock. knock. I turned my head to see my door creak open and Derek’s body slid through the opening. He closed it gently and turned the lock. A sexy grin playing at his lips as he walked over to join me on the bed. “Nora just left to go get George and Marti. We have a few hours.” He whispered bringing his lips against mine.

“Hmm? Really?” I smiled beneath his lips and then nibbled on his lower lip gently. Teasing him. Loving the way his body pressed against mine with dominance, yet gentleness. He had an amazing way of making it seem like he was dangerous and in control, yet sweet and caring as well. I ran my hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck as he kissed me deeply.

His hands were strong but gentle as well. God, I loved the way he made me feel when he touched me. I could simply make out and that will be just fine me …. Well, okay. That’s a lie. I wanted to feel him inside me again. To feel his heart pounding against mine because of something I was causing. He grinded his hips down against mine, as he kissing me hard and long.

I could feel his arousal getting more and more intense as the minutes passed. His hands explored my body as my hands explored his. Not like we didn’t already know every part of each others body. I’ve just about felt everywhere on him. Tasted the sweetest of his body and he’s tasted me.

I gently pushed him back on my bed, running my hand down his chest and to his growing hard on. My fingers traced the head through his pants, lifting a soft lustful groan to escape his lips. “Feel good?” I said with a grin as I grinded my hand down against him.

“Oh god. Liz stop teasing me.” He said in between breaths.

“Why? I like the face you make.” I whispered against his neck as I flicked my tongue beneath his ear.

He groaned as I slipped my hand down into his pants, feeling him fully for the first time all day. I let my index finger flick over the head but then I pulled my hand out. I wanted his pants off. NOW. He made me so damn impatient. Not my fault I wanted to feel him entirely and not just a tiny bit. I undid his pants and helped him slide them off. Once they were off, he pulled my shirt off as I stayed on my knees.

He moved his hand to my chest, running his fingers along the black lace. My fingers running through his hair as his fingers slipped beneath my bra, pinching my nipple gently. He continued to caress me as his other hand went to my waist. Derek then brought his lips to my neck, trailing kisses down in between my breast. His tongue flicking against my skin here and there.

He pulled his hands away from me, only to trail them up my skirt. He cupped my ass, pulling me closer to him as he kissed just above my belly button. Letting his tongue flick itself against my skin. His right hand left my ass to run down my thigh, two of his fingers slipping in between my thighs and against my pussy. A shiver ran down my spine as I gripped his shoulders tightly, in order to hold myself up. his touch was sending waves of pleasure throughout me.

“Hmm you like that?” He whispered against the top of my skirt. I simply nodded and looked down at him to see him smirking. He ran his hand back up to my ass, gripping my panties and pulling them down slowly. When they were down by knees, he slid his fingers in between my thighs, causing me to move them apart so he could have better access. His finger ran along the length of me, causing me to swallow hard and bite back a moan.

His fingers teased me for awhile before he finally slipped one into me. Causing me to arch against him and grab a fist full of his hair. “Derek …” I whispered as he continued to pump his finger in and out of me.

“Lay down Lizzie.” He whispered his commend and I did just that. He slipped my panties off the rest of the way and removed his shirt off in a matter of a second. Then he cupped one of my boobs, caressing it with his hand. His lips were sucking on the part of my boob that was visible and not hidden beneath my bra. This didn’t seem like enough for him because a few seconds later he undid my bra and slid it off of me. Making me grin softly as I watched him gaze down at me. “Your so fucking sexy girl.”

My grin turned into a right out smirk as his mouth cupped one of my nipples, as his other hand continued to caress my other boob. I could feel his hard on against my inner thigh, which was driving me insane with lust. “I want you inside me Derek.” I whispered, running my fingers down his now bare back.

“As you wish.” He whispered pulling away from my chest and grinning down at me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up and off the bed. In a swift moment he pulled off his boxers and positioned me so that I was leaning over my desk, I gripped the sides as he ran his hand down my naked back. Pushing down gently, he pushed me so I was leaning over the desk more. Derek slid his hands up my thighs, over my ass, and pushed my skirt up slightly. Then he thrusted inside of me from behind. Not anal, he just pushed inside of me from behind. Probably enjoying the view he was getting from fucking me from behind.

I gasped and moaned at the same time, my eyes focusing on what was before me. Then I noticed that we were right across from my large mirror. Derek must have knew this, because he was looking at our reflection and defiantly enjoying it. His hand gripped my shoulder as he pumped himself into me. In and out, faster and faster. I looked over my shoulder at him and bit my lip. “Fuck…. Oh, god yes!” I moaned as I gripped the edge of my desk even tighter.

The desk shook like crazy, things falling off onto the floor. I didn’t fucking care though. Derek was making me feel unbelievable. If it was possible, every thrust was deeper and deeper, and it felt even better. Time got lost as he continued to move in and out of me. I had no clue how long we had been in that positioned, but I don’t care. He pulled out of me, and spun me around. As he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he set me down on the edge of my desk. I arched my back as he pushed himself into me again. My desk started to pound against the wall loudly, from all the movement we were making.

Thankfully we were all alone, so we could be as loud as we wanted. Which my moans and his grunts were loud. “Oh yeah, Oh yeah.” I moaned as I moved with him, loving feeling him deep inside me.

“Yeah, baby! Keep moving like that. Fuck yeah.”

“Ah, Yes!”

“Lizzie. Fuck, Yea bitch. Come on.”

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh god yes! Fuck me!” My head was tilted back, my long hair flowing behind me as he moved in and out of me. “Fuck yes, Come on! There! Oh god, yes!”

“You feel so fucking good. So tight, oh fuck. Fuck yeah.” His hand gripped my waist, as his other hand laid flat against the wall behind us. “Fuck Liz.”

“Fuck me Derek! Oh god yes! Just like that Derek. Oh yes! Ah! Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned loudly as he pumped into me one last time before sending us both over the edge. I collapsed against the wall, and he buried his head into my neck. God he was so fucking hot.

We stayed like that for awhile, trying to get our breathing back to normal. His hand found my breast, squeezing gently before pinching my nipple. “Your so fucking hot.” He breath against my neck before he bit down lightly.

“Same.” I whispered, unwrapping my legs from around his waist. Then I ran my hands down his back, to his ass. Which - I must say - firm and unbelievably tight.

He pulled away from my neck, kissing me deeply before pulling away fully. I stayed where I was, sitting on my desk and leaning against the wall. Thankfully, my laptop was put away in my drawer.

Yeah. My fantasies are wild and so damn hot. I don’t even know where I get half of the stuff. Derek having sex with me while my skirt is still on? Watching himself thrust in from behind me through a mirror? Yeah, no clue where this stuff comes from. It’s not like I watch movies or anything - though, I do read allot. I’ve read a few of those Harlequin romance novels my sister reads every once in awhile. But still.

Man, I really wanna find someway to get him. I really was gonna have to try to listen to Shelly. Even if it was hard.