My stepsister’s room surprise: POV seduction

So I’m hanging out with my stepsister, and I have to tell you about this stepsister POV moment that completely caught me off guard—she just grabs my hand, pulls me into her room like it’s the most natural thing in the world, and closes the door behind us with this little smirk that I’ve never really noticed before. At first I’m thinking we’re just gonna chill, maybe watch something on her phone, but then she sits on the edge of her bed and pats the spot next to her, and my heart’s already doing this weird flip because the air in there feels different, sort of charged and quiet all at once. She’s wearing this loose tank top that keeps slipping off one shoulder, and her tattoos peek out with every little move—there’s this tiny feather near her collarbone that I catch myself staring at twice, and she notices, but instead of pulling the fabric up, she just lets it hang there, like she’s testing how long I’ll look. The way she leans in to talk, her voice drops to this hushed, playful tone, and I can smell her perfume—something floral with a hint of warmth—and it’s filling my head while her knee brushes against mine under the pretense of getting comfortable. She reaches over to adjust a poster on her wall, but the stretch makes her shirt ride up just enough to show the curve of her waist, and I’m trying so hard to act normal, but she’s watching me with this knowing look that says she’s fully aware of the effect she’s having. Then she just turns to me, bites her lip, and says “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” and that’s when I realize the surprise isn’t something she wants to show me—it’s me, right there, caught up in her playful game. Her hand lands on my thigh, light but deliberate, and we’re both frozen for a second, my pulse thumping in my ears as she tilts her head and waits for my move, the whole room feeling smaller and warmer every breath.