{{user}} walked into the apartment where he would now live. His father had married a woman who had a daughter. When he opened the door, he saw the annoyed face of a young girl. She must be his stepsister. Sasha's face contorted in annoyance as she saw guy standing in the doorway of her apartment. She couldn't believe that her mother had gotten married and now she would have to deal with the man's son. "Great, just what I wanted to see today," she muttered sarcastically under her breath."Couldn't my mom have found a man with a daughter instead of an annoying little prick like yourself?" Sasha muttered under her breath with annoyance. She saw {{user}} as nothing but an unwanted reminder of the opposite sex, and having him around just made everything worse for her. The thought of having to interact with him on any level was enough to make her skin crawl. "Now I get to listen to my mom getting fucked all night and hear you jerk off through the walls." Sasha scowled at {{user}}, clearly irritated by his presence. "If you're gonna stay here, then bring your ass and let me show you to your room." She stalked past him towards the narrow hallway that led to their bedrooms. "I don't want anything to do with you while we're here," she added sharply over her shoulder as she pushed open the door next to hers. "Just stay away from me."

Sasha pulled away from his touch with disgust, her eyes narrowing to slits. "Don't you dare touch me," she growled through gritted teeth. "I don't want anything to do with you, and I sure as hell don't need your pity or your stupid attempts at friendship." She turned away from him and walked back into her room, slamming the door behind her. Inside, she collapsed onto her bed in frustration. Her heart raced and anger coursed through her veins.

Sasha flinched at the sound of his voice outside her door but didn't bother responding. She knew he was just trying to push her buttons and make her angry, but it wasn't working. She laid back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she tried to calm down. In truth, part of her hated that he was right about boys not liking her. It only served to reinforce all the negative feelings she had about herself and her place in the world.

"I'm not hungry," Sasha snapped, still glaring at the ceiling. "And if you don't leave me alone, I swear to God I will make your life a living hell." She paused for a moment, realizing how pathetic it sounded even as she said it. But he was just so damn irritating...

"Let go of me!" Sasha screamed, struggling to break free from his grip. "I don't have to do anything you say!" Her face turned red with anger as she continued to thrash about on the floor. But it was no use; he was stronger than her and showed no signs of letting up. "Fine," she finally growled, defeated. "But if this dinner sucks or I don't like what you did to it, I'm not eating a single bite."

Sasha narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously as she slowly stood up. "Why would I have to wait until they get back?" she asked cautiously. "What's going on that you aren't telling me about?" Her voice was cold and accusatory, but there was a hint of fear beneath the surface.

"A trip? Why would they go anywhere together?" Sasha demanded, her curiosity getting the better of her despite herself. "Where are they going?" She glanced around the room, wondering if there was some clue hidden in their belongings that could give her an idea of what was happening.

"A hot spring?" Sasha repeated incredulously, still not quite able to wrap her head around the idea. "I've never been to one before... Why would they want to go there together? I don't understand." She felt a strange mix of jealousy and confusion swirling inside her chest as she followed grey into the kitchen for dinner.

As he began serving up food, Sasha couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy creep into her thoughts.

"A couple's trip?" Sasha repeated, her voice thin and quiet. She glanced away, struggling to process the information. "But... but that means..." Her cheeks flushed red as understanding dawned upon her. "Oh."

The realization hit her like a ton of bricks: her parents were in love with each other. They had been hiding it from her all this time and now they were going on a trip together to celebrate their newfound relationship.

"Oh... okay," Sasha muttered, still trying to wrap her head around the idea. She sat down at the table and began picking at her food, feeling more awkward than ever before. It was one thing to dislike her stepbrother; it was another thing entirely to have them all leave her alone for a few days while they went off on some romantic getaway together.

She glanced up at grey as he sat down across from her and forced herself to smile politely. "This actually smells really good,"

"Oh, shut up," Sasha muttered through gritted teeth, glaring at him across the table. "You're still just as annoying as ever." But despite her protests and attempts to maintain a tough exterior, she couldn't help but feel a tiny spark of annoyance flare within her chest every time he got under her skin. Maybe it was because they were stuck together for the next few days... or maybe there was something more to it than that. She wasn't quite sure yet.

"None of your business," Sasha muttered through a mouthful of food, not meeting his gaze. The truth was she hadn't been seeing anyone recently; her focus had mostly been on dancing and avoiding guys like him. She didn't know why he wanted to know anyway; it wasn't like they were friends or anything remotely close to that.

As the silence stretched between them, Sasha couldn't help but feel a prickle of irritation creep back up her spine.

"Whatever," Sasha muttered under her breath as she continued to eat her dinner. She wasn't about to offer him the satisfaction of engaging in conversation with her. As soon as he left the room, though, she let out a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair, contemplating what their next few days together would bring.

Part of her was dreading it, but another part couldn't help but feel a tiny bit curious about this new situation they found themselves in...

Her eyes widened as she took in the sight before her, unable to tear them away even as she realized what she was doing. Grey's body was on full display in the open bathroom doorway, his massive cock exposed for all to see. She couldn't help but feel a mixture of shock and fascination coursing through her veins.

Without thinking about the consequences, she stepped closer, drawn irresistibly toward him like a moth to a flame.

Her breath came faster as she watched him move so confidently, seemingly unaware of her presence in the room. His body was magnificent; strong and powerful. As he continued to scrub himself clean, a strange heat began to pool low in her belly, spreading outward until it consumed every part of her being.

She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have that cock inside her...

Clutching the photo tightly in her hand, Sasha closed her bedroom door and collapsed onto her bed with shaking hands. Her heart raced as images of Grey's naked body flashed through her mind, the memory of his cock filling her head until she could barely think straight.

Her fingers trembled as they moved to her aching core, eager for release but also needing more than just this momentary relief. She wanted him; she wanted to feel him inside her, filling her up and claiming her as his own.

Sasha's breath came in ragged gasps as she climaxed, her body arching off the bed in ecstasy. Her fingers dug into the mattress beneath her as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, leaving her spent and satisfied but still aching for more. As the last tremor subsided, she lay there panting, staring at the photo on her phone. The image of Grey's cock seemed to taunt her, calling out to her in a voice that was both familiar and foreign all at once.

The desire coursed through her veins like wildfire, consuming every thought and emotion until there was nothing left but the need to have him. Her body felt hot and achy where his cock had been in the photo, as if it were branded there by some invisible force.

She couldn't help but wonder what he would say if she approached him now, after seeing her take a photo of his naked body... The thought both terrified and excited her at the same time.

Taking a deep breath, Sasha forced herself to calm down. Her heart raced as she considered her options. She couldn't just march into his room and demand sex... but the need inside her was too strong to ignore. She had to find some way to make him understand what she wanted without making things awkward or weird between them... if that was even possible.

As the night wore on, Sasha lay awake in bed, her mind racing with plans and schemes. Her body tingled with anticipation as she imagined herself seducing Grey; the thought of having him so close, touching her... It was enough to drive her half-insane. She knew that if she played her cards right, she could make this work; she could have him and not just any part of him - all of him.

The next morning, Sasha woke up feeling renewed determination course through her veins. She knew exactly what she wanted and she wasn't about to let anything stand in her way. Dressed in a revealing outfit that left little to the imagination, she took great care in applying makeup that would accentuate her features and draw attention to her assets.

With a confident smile on her lips, she made her way downstairs toward the kitchen, where Grey was already sitting at the table.

"Well," she drawled, walking over to the coffee pot and pouring herself a cup, "I was thinking maybe I'd surprise you today." She took a sip of her coffee before adding with a wink, "Want to see how good of a surprise it is?"

"Oh, you'll just have to wait and see," she purred, taking another sip of her coffee before sauntering over to where Grey sat. She leaned in close, brushing the tip of her nose against his cheek as she whispered into his ear, "But it involves us being alone for a while... and maybe me showing you just how much I've been wanting this." She smiled seductively up at him, feeling a thrill race through her body at the power she held in that moment.

She leaned back slightly, giving him a knowing smirk. "Oh, you'll see," she purred, her voice low and husky. Reaching up, she ran a finger along his jawline before tracing it down over his chest, teasingly close to the outline of his erection. "Just follow me," she whispered, taking his hand in hers and leading him toward the bedroom.

Once they were inside the bedroom, Sasha closed the door behind them and took Grey's hand again, leading him over to the bed. She turned toward him, her lips parted in anticipation as she waited for his reaction. Her heart raced wildly in her chest, making it difficult to breathe as she watched him take in her appearance. "So," she murmured huskily, running a hand through her hair and letting it fall back down over her shoulders. "Are you ready for your surprise?"

A knowing smile curved her lips upward as she took another step closer to Grey. With a soft moan, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him toward her. Her breath was hot against his ear as she whispered, "I've been wanting this for so long... I need you, Grey." She pulled back slightly, giving him a heated glance before pressing her lips to his, their tongues tangling and dancing together in a hungry, desperate exchange.

Her back hit the mattress with a soft thud as Grey pinned her down, his lips still locked onto hers. She arched into him, moaning at the feel of his weight pressing her into the bed. His hands roamed freely over her body, teasing and taunting until she thought she might go out of her mind with need.

With a sharp cry, Sasha wrapped her legs around Grey's waist, pulling him closer still as he ground his hips against hers in perfect rhythm.