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He lets his head tip back and he laughs.
“No you don’t,” he shakes his head from side to side as he stands and makes his way over to me, his face so close to mine that I can feel his heavy breath on my face. “Tell me, little one… was you fingering yourself over the noises you were hearing this morning? Was your pussy soaked as you imagined it was you bouncing up and down on my cock?” His eyes burn into mine as I hold his steady gaze.
I smile sweetly, pressing my body up against his and trail my fingertip down his chest. His eyes darken, his chest heaving.
“I was fingering myself…” I press onto my tiptoes so my lips are next to his ear, “but not over you, baby. You repulse me.” I hear the grind of his teeth as he clenches his jaw. “I was hoping your teeny, tiny dick was going to drop off.” I lick my lips and step back, my eyes searing through him.
His hand comes to my face, squeezing my cheeks as he presses me back against the wall.
“I will make it my life’s mission to make your life hell, Lauren. I am going to fucking ruin you,” he whispers, his breaths ragged. “And I am going to enjoy every second of it.”
I spit in his face and shove him off me.
“Go to fucking hell.”
He smirks as he wipes the spit from his cheek then snaps his head back towards me and grits his teeth.
“Oh, I will be and after I’m finished with you, I’ll be dragging you down there with me.”
Chapter Two
Truth was,I did like Hex. More than liked Hex. There was always something between us and I know he felt it too but the thin line between us was growing thicker and thicker as time went on. It made it worse that he was my stepbrother. It was wrong to even think about what I want him to do to me. I sigh, I was definitely going to hell.
“Darling, are you ready for church?” Mom calls up the stairs and I step back from the mirror. I am wearing a red skater dress that sits mid-thigh. My brown hair is in loose curls and the top half is clipped back from my face.
“Coming!” I call out.
“Not yet you’re not,” I hear as Hex appears in my doorway dressed in all black like the sinner he is. Wearing a black fitted shirt and black skinny jeans finished withdoc martens. His brown hair was loose and sitting in curtains that sat just at the side of his temples and all I could think about was running my fingers through his hair while he devours me.
“You’re disgusting,” I huff as I walk for my doorway. His hand skims across my ass as I pass and he squeezes.
“I will get you my little temptress, mark my words.”
“You won’t, mark my words,” I scowl as I step forward and make my way downstairs.
“You look lovely darling,” my mom smiles as she kisses me on the cheek.
“Thanks, so do you,” I return her smile but all I can feel is the overwhelming presence of Hex behind me. I step off the bottom step to create more distance and slip my shoes on.
“Hex, you look very smart and handsome,” my mom gushes and I roll my eyes.
“Please don’t inflate his big fucking head any more than it already is,” Hex is big headed; he thinks he is God’s gift and people blowing smoke up his ass makes him even more intolerable than he normally is.
I don’t give Hex or my mom a chance to respond to my comment as I shoot out the door and climb into his dad’s SUV.
“You okay?” Christopher, my stepdad, asks.
“I’m fine,” I bite, a little harder than I would have liked.
“Okay Poppet,” his eyes move from the rear-view mirror as he turns to watch my mom and Hex walk towards the car. “I know Hex can be a little much, and I know you don’t want to be here but if you could just try and get on with him for your mother’s sake, I would really appreciate it,” he rushes out as my mom opens the door and I let my eyes flick up to meet Christopher’s, nodding as I swallow the lump down in my throat.
Hex slips in next to me, moving to the middle seat and I stiffen. Turning my head I look out the window, not interested in looking at him or making conversation with him. We pull off the drive and head towards church. My mom fiddles with the radio andTake Me To Church – Hozierplays and I nibble the inside of my lip as Hex’s hand slips between my thighs, drawing small circles on my bare skin. This is so wrong. He makes my skin tingle, my stomach knotting and burning as arousal strikes through me, coursing through my veins. Before I realise it I letmy legs fall open slightly as he strokes the front of my panties and I sigh, my eyes still watching the sidewalks go by out the window. My hand rests on his thigh, curling my fingers as I dig them into his jeans as he presses harder, rubbing my clit through the lace of my panties.
“Stop,” I breathe.
“Why when you’re enjoying it so much?” he whispers, just loud enough for me to hear over the music.
“It’s wrong.” I close my legs tight, squeezing his hand before ripping it away. I chance a glance at him and he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks.
