Desiring My Step Brother

CHAPTER 3

"F-FABIUS! Stop! You're driving!" she moaned against Fabius's advances. Every opportunity he had, he would tease her womanhood, leaving Ingrid both frustrated and eager. She was worried they might get into an accident.

"You're really tight, Kitten. I couldn't wait to hear your moan again. I'll claim you soon," he grinned before focusing on driving. However, she couldn't ignore him sucking his finger that had been inside her. "Hmm. Sweet."

She averted her gaze, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks.

She let out a sigh and crossed her legs, her knees growing weak.

Ingrid was tempted. She was close to giving in. She almost wanted Fabius to stop the car, open her legs, and pleasure her. But it wasn't the right time.

Thankfully, Fabius ceased his actions and swiftly drove. Soon, she noticed they were nearing the university.

"Just drop me off at the coffee shop," she reminded him.

He nodded in response. In a few moments, they arrived there. Fabius stopped the car, and she glanced around. Seeing there weren't too many students nearby, she quickly got out.

"See you tonight, kitten," he winked before driving away.

He didn't even wait for her to inquire about their plans for the evening. She shook her head and walked towards the university.

Upon arriving, she spotted Rafaella sitting on a bench, engrossed in a book. Like her and Fabius, Rafaella was dedicated to her studies.

"Hi girl!" she greeted her.

"Girl, are you okay? You look really tired," Rafaella inquired, adjusting to make room. "Take a seat."

"Your twin accompanied me to school today. I was planning to commute, but I got off at the coffee shop instead. I didn't want to be seen by his fans getting out of his car. I might get bullied..." she explained, placing her belongings on the table.

"I don't understand Fabius's fans. He's a womanizer, yet there are still so many who like him..." Rafa remarked, rolling her eyes. "Some of his fans can be annoying. They get too close to me. I know their intentions, so I just ignore them..." Rafaella expressed her frustration.

"It's really best that the students here don't know we're related. I don't want to end up like you..." Ingrid wasn't fond of having many friends. She preferred to keep her distance.

"Apologies for arriving late. I had something important to take care of. But we'll go home together later..."

"Sure!"

They both studied management, so their schedules often aligned, allowing them to attend classes together. Fabius was the only exception, studying accounting, but they would occasionally bump into him in the building. As usual, he acted indifferently towards Rafa, who found his fans overly attentive and bothersome.

After a short chat on the bench, Ingrid and Rafa decided to head to their respective classes.

"Message me later during lunch. Let's eat together," Rafa suggested. "Let's also discuss our plans for the day after tomorrow."

They had no classes on Saturdays, so they often spent weekends bonding with Brianna.

As they chatted about their plans, they were interrupted by Georgia, the football pep squad leader and Fabius's current fling.

"Hi, Rafa! It's my birthday, and I'm having a pool party at my house. Maybe you'd like to come. You can bring your friend too," Georgia invited, her voice sounding forced.

"No, thank you. I won't be attending," Rafa bluntly declined.

Why would she go? Just to see Georgia flirt with Fabius? She was certain that despite Fabius telling their parents that last night was his last outing, there would likely be more. Besides, she preferred to study rather than attend the party. She felt that she was only invited because Rafa was there, feeling pressured to extend an invitation.

"Okay. I won't insist," said Georgia, turning to Rafa. "How about you? I hope you can come. Your twin's team will be there too. I can introduce them to you if you'd like."

"I'll think about it first," Rafa responded, tightening her grip on Ingrid's arm.

She shook her head. Ingrid knew that Rafa had a crush on one of Fabius's teammates, Lucas. However, Rafa hadn't met Lucas in person as Fabius didn't want that to happen. They all had a reputation for being playboys.

"Alright. 8 pm at my house. I'll message you the address. I hope you can make it. I'll be waiting for you..." With that, Georgia left.

"Ingrid, girl..." Rafa turned to face her, giving her puppy eyes.

She knew what Rafa wanted.

"No, Rafa. I won't go with you. I prefer quiet and orderly environments. I'll just study," she declined, as she was sure Rafa would try to convince her to attend.

She continued walking, but Rafa grabbed her arm.

"Such a nerd..."

"I know," she replied, walking on. However, Rafa blocked her way.

"Come on, girl! Fabius and I study hard, but look at us, our lives aren't boring. Don't be a killjoy. Come with us! Lucas will be there!" Rafa tried to persuade her, visibly excited.

"No..." She shook her head.

"Please, Ingrid. If you want, I'll also introduce you to one of Fabius's teammates. It's not just about studying all the time. Have some fun too. Flirt with someone."

She gazed at Rafaella. She knew her stepsister well. She could be quite insistent. When she wanted something, she would do anything to get it.

"Please, Ingrid. Come with us. Dad won't allow me if you don't come."

"Fabius will be there. Just tell Dad that you're with your twin," she suggested.

Rafa rolled her eyes. "I might not be allowed anyway. You know Fabius is always surrounded by guys. Please, girl. Accompany me. You're invited, right? Don't you want that? Let's flirt together tonight," she added with a chuckle. "Don't confine yourself to your room. Enjoy your life as a student. Let's have fun. There's a right time for studying and a right time for enjoying and flirting..."

She chuckled softly. Rafa seemed genuinely serious about her flirting plans.

"Fine!" She sighed. It seemed like she had no choice. Rafa was persistent, and she found herself tempted by her words. She also wanted to interact with the opposite s*x, and she knew tonight would be the perfect opportunity.

"Yes—"

"Don't celebrate yet. I haven't agreed yet. I'll think about it first," she pretended to consider.

"No need to think. It's time to flirt tonight." Rafa chuckled, and she couldn't help but laugh as well.

After parting ways with Rafa, they both headed to their respective classes. Throughout the duration of the class, Ingrid's mind was preoccupied with the upcoming party.

When they returned home, their parents were already there. They sought permission to attend the party, and they eventually agreed to go to Georgia's party.

"You rarely go to parties, so your dad and I agreed. Just remember that too much of anything is bad..."

"Thank you, Mommy..." she and Rafa almost simultaneously expressed their gratitude as they embraced their mom, Regina.

"Don't drink too much alcohol. It's up to you whether you entertain boys tonight. You know right from wrong. You're twenty years old," their dad, Fabian, reminded them.

Like their mom, they hugged their dad.

"Thanks mom, dad. You're the coolest parents ever!"

They all chuckled.

Afterward, they headed up the stairs to Rafa's room.

"Let's go, girl! I have lots of swimsuits in my room. Let's choose!" Rafa excitedly suggested to her. Ingrid also squealed in excitement.

As they selected their outfits, Rafa prepared the makeup they would use.

"I know we've always been beautiful, but we have to look extra stunning tonight. Let's outshine the birthday celebrant!"

They both giggled at Rafa's statement.

Soon enough, they had picked out their outfits: bra-like tops paired with underwear bottoms, both adorned with a floral print design, and cover-ups to match.

Their outfits were nearly identical, differing only in color.

"And who said Fabius is my twin? No. It's you, girl..."

They both burst into laughter at Rafa's comment. They twirled in front of the mirror, taking a few pictures together.

"Oh, I like our outfits. We look like twins!" Rafa remarked, taking more pictures of them. "I'm going to post it on my i********: story," she added.

Once they were both ready, they left the room. After bidding farewell to their parents, they headed outside the mansion and called for the driver.

"It's already nine. The party must have started earlier," Ingrid observed.

She was excited yet also nervous as it was her first time mingling with students like herself.

"Yeah. Don't you love it? Let's make a grand entrance. They might as well roll out the red carpet," Rafa chuckled as she focused on her phone.

Ingrid laughed as well. She was used to Rafa's antics. That's just how her stepsister was—always craving attention. Rafa liked being the center of attention.

"Fabius replied to my story. He's asking where we're going," Rafa informed her.

"Did you tell him?" she asked.

Rafa nodded her head. "Yeah. I told him it's Georgia's party. He mentioned that he has no plans of going. And that's good news for us. No one to stop us. Duh! He's such a playboy, yet he's so strict with us. Such a killjoy." Rafa rolled her eyes.

For Ingrid, that was indeed good news. Perhaps tonight she would find a guy who could entertain her. Maybe this would help diminish her desire for her stepbrother.