From an early age my father always made it a point to tell me that I am the prettiest and smartest girl in the world, a rare combination of beauty and brains, he always says. In his own way its probably a parenting technique, a way to ensure that his little girl has confidence. And since my father is rarely wrong, I have always been confident in myself and everything that I do.
Unlike most girls, I'm not shy about embracing my beauty. If there's one thing that I learnt from my mother, it's that your looks can get you places, after all, she went from being a lowly secretary to being the wife of the big bad boss and all because my father couldn't help but fall for her charms and beauty.
And just like her, I'm not short on attention from the opposite sex. Even though I don't always acknowledge it, I notice the looks boys give me whenever I enter a room or walk past them. Some are disgusting, some are genuine but not one of them can hold a candle to Lukas because my boyfriend is in a class of his own.
Before Lukas I never even entertained the idea of dating because let's face it, no boy was good enough to handle me. But then one day he can up to me, the only boy I couldn't intimidate, he was bold enough to ask me and of course I said no at first but with his persistence and witty personality and good looks, especially those green eyes, I eventually gave in and gave him a chance. I was skeptical at first but then he wasn't a disappoint me and I couldn't help but fall for him.
And now that we had finally taken that step of being together completely, my feelings for Lukas are getting more and more serious, like I finally get what it's like to love someone emotionally as well physically.
I will probably never admit this to anyone but lately sex is definitely top five one of the things I'm constantly thinking about, and not just sex with Lukas but sex in general. Before doing it with my boyfriend, I always viewed sex as a dirty and meaningless thing boys used to manipulate girls. But now my views towards it have completely changed, I see now that sex is beautiful and wonderful especially when you are doing it right and with the right person.
As I finish off applying my makeup, I can't help but imagine how messy and rustled I will look after my much anticipated date with Lukas tonight. It's ironic because in the past if he dared mess up my hair or my makeup I would get really mad but now the thought of him fucking me so hard that he leaves me disheveled does things to me, things the lady in me used to frown upon not so long ago.
After a few more minutes of touching up my makeup and brushing my hair, I'm done and ready to go meet up with Lukas. Just as I'm grabbing my purse my mobile phone starts to ring.
"Hello?" I answer without checking to see who it is.
"Hey baby," comes in Lukas's sexy voice from the other side of the line.
"Hey you." I say grinning from ear to ear. "I'm leaving right now, I can't wait to see you." I add in a sultry voice.
"About that," Uhoh, I don't like the sound of that. "Baby I'm going to have to cancel...."
My smile immediately disappears. "What?" I have gone from excited to upset in a second.
"Something has come up. I'm sorry but I can't see you tonight." He sounds apologetic but I'm too irritated to care. "I will see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, whatever." I sound disinterested.
"Mckayla," I can hear him sighing. "You know I love you...."
"Don't you have to go?" I cut him off, not wanting to hear anymore of his excuses.
"Okay fine." Now he's the one who's irritated. "I will see you tomorrow. I love you." He says before hanging up, not giving me a chance to reciprocate.
As soon as the call drops I toss my phone on my bed. I remove my heels before slumping on the bed myself. And to think I spent hours preparing for this now cancelled date, perfecting my looks so that Lukas wouldn't dare resist me, and now here I am, alone in my bedroom.
Maybe I'm overreacting a bit, Lukas cancelling one date isn't a big deal, especially since I have cancelled on him before, so maybe I'm being a hypocrite.
Or maybe I'm so upset because of the sexual frustration I have been feeling and honestly this is not how I pictured my night going.
In my head Lukas and I weren't even going to make it to the restaurant because as soon as he saw me he was going to grab me and savagely press me against the hood of his car, his hands would ravage my body while his tongue was hot in my mouth, passionately kissing me. His hands would tear off my stockings and he would be delighted to discover that I had no underwear beneath them.
"You are not wearing any panties." He would murmur, breathing hard against my mouth. "For better access." I would simply tell him, whimpering as his fingers started playing with me......
"Mckayla!" Reality comes in knocking on my door, startling me and instantly ruining my fantasy.
"Yes?" I barely recognize my voice as I answer, it's husky.
"Mckayla are you in there?" The knocking continues.
I quickly pull up my stockings while simultaneously pulling down my dress as I get off my bed. I'm practically panting as I hastily rush to the door, no doubt from the exhilarating encounter I just had all by myself.
"What?" I ask as I open the door, my breathless voice laced with irritation.
My sister frowns at me. "What's wrong with your face?"
"What?" I stupidly touch my face as if that will tell me anything. "Nothing, I'm fine."
"Oh," she sounds distracted. "Your face is red and my face only gets red when....." She trails off, shaking her head as if she can't comprehend what she's saying. "Never mind."
"What do you want Max?" I can't help my impatient tone.
"Ummmm," she starts, nearly stuttering and I immediately know I'm not going to like whatever she's going to say. "Do you want to watch a movie with us?" She suddenly blurts out.
"You and who?" I ask even though I have no intention of watching a movie with Max and whoever's she's with.
"Me and Nick." She winces as she says his name because she knows how I feel about her on and off boyfriend.
"No."
"Mckayla please!" She begs. "Things have been a little tense lately and...."
"And you think me joining you guys would ease the tension?" I ask her, my voice incredulous.
"Yes!"
"I don't think so."
"Please, sister." She plays dirty using the sentiment 'sister'. "Please watch a movie with Nick and I."
"Fine." I huff, rolling my eyes when Max's face lights up.
"Thank you, thank you!" She hugs me before quickly grabbing my hand and starts dragging me with her, no doubt taking me to the tv room so that we can join her boyfriend.
Oh, this is so not how I pictured my night going.
Because I was basically forced into this, I get to choose the movie and so I choose Game Night.
Halfway through the movie I begin to wonder why Max asked me to join them, given the way Nicholas has been groping my sister as if I'm not in the room, I would say there's no tension between them. If anything it's sexual tension, too much of it actually.
I have been trying to do my best to ignore them, to look the other way and pretend everything is normal but it's getting increasingly hard, especially now that Nicholas's hand is slipping into my sister's top while the other one is resting between her legs.
Nicholas and Max have always been into PDAs but this is getting ridiculous or maybe it's because I have never paid this much attention to them before.
I watch as my sister's boyfriend pull her into his lap, kissing her neck as she moans softly. Have they forgotten that I'm still in the room?
Without thinking, I press my legs together so that I can somehow stop the throbbing sensation that is now happening between my legs. I can't help it, watching them is turning me on and the fact that I didn't get off earlier, isn't helping.
Suddenly Nicholas lifts his head from my sister's neck and catches me watches them. He winks at me and because I'm too embarrassed to come up with a harsh retort, I immediately look away.
"Are we making you uncomfortable Hamilton?" I can hear him chuckling and it only makes me feel worse.
"Oh my God, Nick!" My sister sounds horrified. "Mckayla I'm so sorry." She starts to say but I don't want to hear it.
"Don't worry about it." I say, getting up as quickly as I can. I need to get away from them.
Once I'm back in my bedroom, I lock my door and take off my clothes. I feel so dirty. How could I have let Nicholas touching my sister arouse me? What is wrong with me?