Bully stepbrother

81. Hotter in broad daylight

CADEN

Mad heads down to her room to get ready, and I grab my phone from the worktop and pull up Square Pie Guys on DoorDash. I start with the pizza toppings, then move on to sides, desserts, and drinks.

I've already got a solid lineup of dipping sauces, but Mad might have something else in mind. I walk to her door with the order still open on my screen. "Hey, you want—" The words freeze in my throat when I see her.

She lunges for the towel on the bed, clutching it to her chest, but I've already seen her. Two seconds. That's all it takes to knock the air out of my lungs and lock my feet to the floor.

Colour floods her cheeks, and she can't hold my gaze. Then it clicks. She's not shy. She's embarrassed.

No. That I can fix. She should never feel that way. Not with me.

"Can the food order wait?" I ask, stepping inside. "I've got a different kind of hunger."

She's standing by the bed, gripping the towel like it's the only thing keeping her upright, but she still smiles. I set my phone on the nightstand, close enough that she has to twist away to put space between us. It doesn't matter. There's nowhere for her to go when I straighten to my full height.

"Caden, it's broad daylight," she murmurs, chewing on her bottom lip, looking way too innocent with me hovering over her.

"I saw you," I admit, my voice rough. "I can't just forget it. Turns out you're even hotter in broad daylight." I shake my head, a reluctant smile tugging at my mouth.

My hand finds hers, gently loosening her death grip on the towel.

"Caden, I—" she whispers, eyes fluttering closed.

I let the towel slip, and she brings her hands up to cover her face.

She's too innocent for me. It's probably a good thing. Just not when she's with me.

I tug my shirt over my head and toss it aside, then sit on the edge of the bed.

Reaching out, I catch her wrist and pull her closer.

"Come here," I murmur and she steps in, still hiding behind one hand, and I guide her right into my space.

She stands between my legs, her torso close enough that her warmth pulls me in with ardent permission. I lean forward and press kisses along the delicate line between her ribs, down to her stomach.

Her skin tightens beautifully beneath my mouth, the scent of her lotion, sweet and addictive.

Her body trembles. I feel it. Goosebumps rise all over her skin under my stare.

"What are you ashamed of?" I murmur, my lips brushing over her puckered nipple, making her gasp. "You have the hottest body I've ever seen." My voice drops. "You have no idea what you're doing to me right now. I'm conflicted between eating your pussy or burying my aching dick inside you." That's how crazy her body makes me feel.

Her head tips back as my lips finally wraps around her other nipple. Her hands grip my shoulders for balance.

She doesn't have to. Like I will ever let her fall.

I slide my hands behind her thighs and pull her onto my lap, intensely closer with my arms locking around her waist, having better comfort sucking on her nice perky tits.

Her breathing grows heavy, and her body struggling to restrain from grinding on me, but I can sense she desperately wants to. She's sounded ready.

I send my fingers to explore between her parted legs.