Bully stepbrother

21. Sweet-sweet mouth

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MADISON

"Uhm mm. No," he shakes his head against mine, convincingly sending rationality in his, stopping the intoxicating kiss I can't afford to be robbed of now. His lips taste so good, strong, and addictive like alcohol and confectionery. He said those words sufficiently to what my mind needed right now—no one ever said that to me. He did. My hands loop around his nape, resisting and pushing on my toes

He grabs my wrists, his sleepy eyes bloodshot, hair falling into them. "With the sanity I have left, I'm warning you, don't do this to me."

"Caleb doesn't want me; no one does. If I'm never going to have anyone want me, at least let me have this night."

No one desires me.
At this point, I don't fucking care whatever I do with Caden; everything hurts. He won. I don't even want anyone anymore.

"Don't call his name." He grits out, dragging air through flaring nostrils.

"Then, want me just right now. Tomorrow, hate me. You said you're my family. You said I only have you here. Family isn't supposed to treat us like others do. I just want to be wanted, Caden." A shrug accompanies my tears. Caden's eyes only seem to widen with each of my words as I speak.

"Fuck, Mad. You—you—" He doesn't finish. He rips my hands from him to my sides, his big hands taking a full grip on the sides of my face. My brain could crack, but the whore in me is paralyzed with the excitement of the following seconds. There is no pain; it's the softness of Caden's lips that overrides my body, the slickness that should be smooth, but he kisses like he's been told there's a treasure in my mouth. His taste lingers on my tongue, down my throat, but it feels like I'm not getting enough with how fast he's going. I've never been kissed so hard that I lost my breath, even when two firm grips spin me around, my back pressing to all of Caden. There's no air in my lungs, and hell, if he's not radiating heat from every pore on him as his breath fans down on my neck, raising the small hairs there.

"You changed. Why did you change?" he grunts, and a sharp pain slithers against my shoulder before a gentle kiss serves as a balm, and his warm tongue traces like a flat strip down my now-exposed skin, as his fingers pull the strap off my shoulder. "Tell me, or I will bite you again, this time harder."

"Don't bully me."

Sharp teeth pinch my skin, not piercing enough to hurt me, but they connect with a nerve that resonates through me. My knees weaken, and I might have started leaking through my panties, which would be embarrassing as fuck. I hold his arm for balance. It's becoming hard to stop my body from squirming, baiting the hardness in his pants that's prodding my back. My breath might be the loudest sound in the room, but my heart is the loudest in my ears.