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“Belle, come on! Please! I’ve asked you four times already.” Ray whined from the doorway to my room. My little stepbrother knew better than to enter my domain without being invited. “I’m so hungry. Please, can you fix me lunch, already?” My eyes rolled, and my finger kept scrolling through obnoxious TikToks. I wasn’t going to feed the gremlin again!
“And I told you four times.” I glanced up to give him an ugly stare. “I’m fucking busy. Make something yourself.” He stomped his foot like tha fucking baby he is and mumbled something about calling mom to compaline. I pushed my earbuds back into my ears and ignored the rest of his endless rant. Or at least I did until a text from my mom popped up to interrupt my scrolling.
Feeding My Stepbrother His Lunch
“FEED YOUR BROTHER NOW!” Ugh. He must have made her think I was starving him or something like that. I texted her back that I’d already made him food for breakfast, and he was fine. She replied, “If you don’t feed him, you won’t get paid for babysitting. End of discussion.”
I threw my phone into my bedcovers and stomped out of my room. “RAY!” I bellowed down the hall and then kicked in his bedroom door. He jumped and yanked his hand out of his pants. “What are you doing, little perv? I thought you were starving.”
“N-nothing. I am.” His face was red, and I stalked toward him and shoved him back onto his bed. He bounced then leaned back on his elbow as if he was afraid of his big stepsister. “M-mom said you have to feed me lunch. I’ll text her if you bully me.” I scoffed and shoved down my panties. His eyes went wide, and his mouth fell open. “Belle?”
“You wanna eat so fucking bad?” I growled as I climbed up and drove my knees into his chest to pin him down on his bed as I straddled his face. “I’ll feed you, alright.”
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