The door creaked open behind us.I froze.Noah’s grip on my wrist tightened like a silent warning. But it was too late. Two figures loomed in the doorway with their shadows stretching across the floor like spilled ink.Their eyes widened, and their hands hung in the air. A big grin plastered on one of the guys. "Noah, when did you get yourself this hot chick?"It was Noah’s teammates.The voice was rough, edged with a laugh. I turned just enough to see two of Noah’s teammates—Derek and some guy with a buzz cut—leaning against the doorframe. Derek’s gaze raked over me, lingering on the way Noah’s fingers dug into my skin.Buzz Cut whistled. "Damn. Hiding her from us?"My pulse thudded in my throat. This is bad.I pushed myself away, but Noah tightened his grip. Before I could try to wrench free again, another voice cut through the room—sweet as poisoned honey."Noah honey! Open the door!"Nikki.Derek smirked then blocked the doorway. "He’s kinda busy right now, princess.""Noah’s ne
I rolled my eyes then remained silent. It’s not because of his threat to punish me, it’s because I’m sick of everything. I’m sick of Noah, I’m sick of this weird relationship between us, I’m sick of it all. The more I try to run away from it, the more it gets worse. The car pulled up in front of a mansion. It screamed money. He turned off the engine, then unlocked the doors with the press of a button.He turned to look at me with a grin plastered on his face.Your dress is at the back, I’m gonna leave you to change.“Dress? So you’ve planned to kidnap me all along?”“If you see it that way, then yes.”Noah opened the door, then placed one foot out.“I’m not putting on that dress.”“You want me to put it on for you?”“I’m not putting on that dress.”“Fine, then I’ll put it on for you,” He put is foot back in the car, then locked the doors.“Get in the back.”“No.”“Get. In. The. Back.”I continued to stare at him. He gripped my wrists, then began to pull me.“Let me go.”“Okay, fine.
The air in the car was thick with the scent of leather and Noah’s cologne—something dark and expensive that clung to my skin like a promise.I swallowed hard as my fingers curled around the hem of my top. Noah’s gaze burned into me, unblinking, as I pulled the fabric over my head. The cool air kissed my bare shoulders, raising goosebumps. My bra was simple—black lace, the one he’d bought me last week after the incident—but under his stare, it felt obscene."Skirt too," he ordered with his voice rough.I hesitated, then Noah let out a warning."Rosalie."My hands shook as I unbuttoned the skirt, letting it pool at my feet. Now it was just me—panties and bra—perched on my stepbrother’s lap like some twisted offering. It wasn’t the first time I’d been half-naked in front of him, but the shame still coiled hot in my stomach.Noah traced the strap of my bra with his thumb. "Good girl."Then he reached into a shopping bag and pulled out a dress. It was short, white, virginal. The fabric wh
The moment Annie’s car keys jingled in her hand, Noah’s entire posture shifted. I saw the way his shoulders tensed beneath that stupid black t-shirt and the way his knuckles whitened as his hands curled into fists at his sides."Where are we going?" I asked Annie, deliberately turning my back to Noah. My voice came out too high, too forced. "You have a car?"Behind me, Noah’s voice cut through the humid night air like a blade. "Rosalie." It was a warning. A threat.I ignored him, focusing instead on the way Annie’s cherry-red nails tapped against her door handle."Are you going to drop me at home?" I asked, louder this time, just to piss him off."Rosalie!" Noah barked. His voice was sharp enough to make my spine stiffen. "You better get over here, or you won’t like the consequences."Annie’s head snapped up. "Consequences?" She let out a disbelieving laugh."Who the hell does this guy think he is?"I forced a grin even though my pulse was hammering. "Let’s just get going—" The
Noah povRosalie continued to twist against me with her limbs sluggish from the Dr rink she’s been having as I pulled her towards my car. "Let—go—" She slurred.I didn’t answer. I just wrenched the door open and shoved her inside."No!" She kicked out with her heel connecting with the dashboard."I want to dance! I want—Annie—"The second her heel connected with my dashboard, I saw red.Little fucking brat.Rosalie thrashed in the passenger seat like a wild animal, that goddamn red dress riding up her thighs as she kicked. The scent of tequila and her cherry lip gloss filled my car, mixing with the leather in a way that made my jaw clench."Annie—" she slurred, reaching for the door handle like she thought I hadn't locked it the second I threw her in here.I caught her wrist mid-air and slammed it back against the seat. "Try that again," I said, with my voice low, "and I'll cuff you to the fucking gearshift."Her pupils were blown wide. The alcohol was making her stupid. “I just
The lake was my escape.It always has been. The crisp air, and the glitter of the moon shadow shining on the water always had a way of filling in that emptiness I feel inside. When the world felt too loud, too crowded, too much, I’d grab my camera and slip away to the water’s edge. I gripped my camera, positioning it perfectly to capture the way the moonlight danced on the water, the way the trees swayed in the breeze, the way the world felt alive even when I didn’t.The sound of a tree branch break hit my ears. I froze. It sounded sharp, like something heavy stepped on it. My eyes scan the area, looking for the source of the noise. Nothing. I dropped my eyes back to my camera, absorbing the view of nature till a figure passed. My heart stopped. I took in a sharp breath as my eyes widened trying to spot the figure. A shadow shifted at the edge of the trees, and my finger paused on the record button.I took another sharp breath as the figure stepped into the moonlight. My breathing p
The door burst open making me fidget in my seat. I am still jumpy from what happened yesterday. It was my mom.“Rosalie! Sweetheart, I have news!” Her voice was too loud, too bright, like she was trying to make up for the fact that she’d been gone for days. Again.I didn’t look up from my desk, where I’d been pretending to study for the past hour. “What is it this time? Did you win the lottery? Or did you finally remember you have a daughter?”She ignored the bite in my tone, which wasn’t surprising. She was used to it by now. Instead, she flopped onto my bed and dangled her heels off the edge. Shegrinned at me like she’d just discovered the secret to happiness.“Better,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “I got married!”I froze. The pen I’d been holding slipped from my fingers and rolled across the desk. “You… what?”“Got married!” she repeated, as if that made it any less insane. “In Vegas! Can you believe it? It was so spontaneous, so romantic. Oh, Rosalie, you’re going to love him.
“Mom, please,” I begged, my voice trembling. “I’m not ready to move in with them. Can’t we at least stay here until the rent expires?” Mom sighed, running a hand through her hair like she was already exhausted. “Rosalie, this is a good thing. David is offering us stability. A fresh start.The sooner the better! Don’t ruin this for us.” ““I’m not ruining anything,” I shot back, “I know all these, but I need time to process it all! You can’t just ghost for three weeks and come back with a wedding ring and tell me to move in with them! This is psycho behavior!”“Are you calling me a psycho?” My mom shot.“I’m doing this for us Rosalie.”“I know but do something for me. Please mom, do this to make up for when you forgot my birthday.”My mom glared at me. She knew she couldn’t say no now.“Fine, the rent expires in three weeks. But you have to promise you’ll be coming home for dinner.”I nodded.“And also you need to be nice to Noah.”A lump grew in my throat.“I am, it’s Noah who’s
Noah povRosalie continued to twist against me with her limbs sluggish from the Dr rink she’s been having as I pulled her towards my car. "Let—go—" She slurred.I didn’t answer. I just wrenched the door open and shoved her inside."No!" She kicked out with her heel connecting with the dashboard."I want to dance! I want—Annie—"The second her heel connected with my dashboard, I saw red.Little fucking brat.Rosalie thrashed in the passenger seat like a wild animal, that goddamn red dress riding up her thighs as she kicked. The scent of tequila and her cherry lip gloss filled my car, mixing with the leather in a way that made my jaw clench."Annie—" she slurred, reaching for the door handle like she thought I hadn't locked it the second I threw her in here.I caught her wrist mid-air and slammed it back against the seat. "Try that again," I said, with my voice low, "and I'll cuff you to the fucking gearshift."Her pupils were blown wide. The alcohol was making her stupid. “I just
The moment Annie’s car keys jingled in her hand, Noah’s entire posture shifted. I saw the way his shoulders tensed beneath that stupid black t-shirt and the way his knuckles whitened as his hands curled into fists at his sides."Where are we going?" I asked Annie, deliberately turning my back to Noah. My voice came out too high, too forced. "You have a car?"Behind me, Noah’s voice cut through the humid night air like a blade. "Rosalie." It was a warning. A threat.I ignored him, focusing instead on the way Annie’s cherry-red nails tapped against her door handle."Are you going to drop me at home?" I asked, louder this time, just to piss him off."Rosalie!" Noah barked. His voice was sharp enough to make my spine stiffen. "You better get over here, or you won’t like the consequences."Annie’s head snapped up. "Consequences?" She let out a disbelieving laugh."Who the hell does this guy think he is?"I forced a grin even though my pulse was hammering. "Let’s just get going—" The
The air in the car was thick with the scent of leather and Noah’s cologne—something dark and expensive that clung to my skin like a promise.I swallowed hard as my fingers curled around the hem of my top. Noah’s gaze burned into me, unblinking, as I pulled the fabric over my head. The cool air kissed my bare shoulders, raising goosebumps. My bra was simple—black lace, the one he’d bought me last week after the incident—but under his stare, it felt obscene."Skirt too," he ordered with his voice rough.I hesitated, then Noah let out a warning."Rosalie."My hands shook as I unbuttoned the skirt, letting it pool at my feet. Now it was just me—panties and bra—perched on my stepbrother’s lap like some twisted offering. It wasn’t the first time I’d been half-naked in front of him, but the shame still coiled hot in my stomach.Noah traced the strap of my bra with his thumb. "Good girl."Then he reached into a shopping bag and pulled out a dress. It was short, white, virginal. The fabric wh
I rolled my eyes then remained silent. It’s not because of his threat to punish me, it’s because I’m sick of everything. I’m sick of Noah, I’m sick of this weird relationship between us, I’m sick of it all. The more I try to run away from it, the more it gets worse. The car pulled up in front of a mansion. It screamed money. He turned off the engine, then unlocked the doors with the press of a button.He turned to look at me with a grin plastered on his face.Your dress is at the back, I’m gonna leave you to change.“Dress? So you’ve planned to kidnap me all along?”“If you see it that way, then yes.”Noah opened the door, then placed one foot out.“I’m not putting on that dress.”“You want me to put it on for you?”“I’m not putting on that dress.”“Fine, then I’ll put it on for you,” He put is foot back in the car, then locked the doors.“Get in the back.”“No.”“Get. In. The. Back.”I continued to stare at him. He gripped my wrists, then began to pull me.“Let me go.”“Okay, fine.
The door creaked open behind us.I froze.Noah’s grip on my wrist tightened like a silent warning. But it was too late. Two figures loomed in the doorway with their shadows stretching across the floor like spilled ink.Their eyes widened, and their hands hung in the air. A big grin plastered on one of the guys. "Noah, when did you get yourself this hot chick?"It was Noah’s teammates.The voice was rough, edged with a laugh. I turned just enough to see two of Noah’s teammates—Derek and some guy with a buzz cut—leaning against the doorframe. Derek’s gaze raked over me, lingering on the way Noah’s fingers dug into my skin.Buzz Cut whistled. "Damn. Hiding her from us?"My pulse thudded in my throat. This is bad.I pushed myself away, but Noah tightened his grip. Before I could try to wrench free again, another voice cut through the room—sweet as poisoned honey."Noah honey! Open the door!"Nikki.Derek smirked then blocked the doorway. "He’s kinda busy right now, princess.""Noah’s ne
I walked behind him watching as his ass moved in those tights. Damn. I shook my head.Fuck Rosalie, snap out of it. What’s wrong with you? How can you still be thinking about this?The locker room hallway smelled like axle grease and regret—which, honestly, matched my life lately. Noah strode ahead with his shoulders blocking the flickering fluorescents. I stopped at the door frame, gripping it like a shield.“What are you doing?” Noah said without even turning around.“Waiting.” My voice sounded tinny, like I’d swallowed a bell.Noah finally glanced over his shoulder, all sharp angles and sharper smirk. “Come inside.”“No.”“Why?”I gestured to the sign. “‘Boys’ locker room.’ Unless you’ve got an identity crisis, I’m good.”He rolled his eyes. “Girls come in all the time.”“Yeah, to suck face against the lockers. Hard pass.”Noah turned fully now then crossed his arms against his chest. His biceps strained against his jersey sleeves. “What do you think’s gonna happen in there?”“I
The weekend passed in a blur of cold showers and clenched sheets.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it. His hands on me, my hands on him, the way I’d moaned like some desperate thing when he promised to let me watch him cum. And the worst part?I’d liked it.I scrubbed my skin raw in the shower this morning, but no amount of soap could wash away the memory. God, what’s wrong with me? Why did I do it? My first sexual experience is with my fucking stepbrother. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. I was just looking for a fucking key, not his cum. Not his smirk. Not the way he said “Open” like I was his to command.Fuck, how did I become so clouded with his charm that I did something do outrageous.I really need to find a way to end this… and I think I have to talk about him this. About how the blackmail should stop, about how all this should come to an end.Now, sitting in class, I traced the edge of my notebook with a shaky finger. The lecture droned on, but all I heard was Noah’s
His cum was still warm on my skin, glistening under the dim bedroom light. I watched his chest rise and fall. His muscles taut from exertion and an arrogant smirk played on his lips."Fuck, look at you," Noah murmured, reaching for his phone on the nightstand. "Covered in me. Just like you should be."The shutter clicked. Once. Twice. My cheeks burned. But not from shame. It was from the way his eyes darkened as he admired the screen. His work. I should’ve been repulsed. I shouldn’t be slowing him to take nasty pics of me, not again. This is even worse. I’m naked, on my knees, with his cum spilled over my nipples.But my pulse throbbed between my thighs, remembering how he’d pinned me down, how he’d growled "Take it" as he came across my breasts.His dick was still half-hard, bobbing against his thigh as he scrolled through the photos distracted. A reckless urge coiled in my gut.Before I could second-guess myself, I leaned forward and took him back into my mouth.Noah hissed with
“Open your eyes.” My heart skipped a beat. I felt all the blood drain from my body. “Open.” He said again but firmer this time. “You think I can’t see you? And can you top the class but act this dumb.” “Hey.” I shot. He let out a chuckle, then placed his hand on the wall. “Why are you here? Here for the reward?”“I told you, I didn’t do it for the reward.”“So I should reward you right now? Because I’m up for it.”I froze. I’ve never been this conflicted in my life. Of course Rosalie, you know you want that reward.But admitting to it is not something my brain would do. “Time is ticking… let me know so I can head back to the party and pick someone who wants to see it.”Fuck.“Is that how you go around showing girls how you cum?”“They cum for me too in the process, and I also get to cum… so it’s a win win.”Damn. An opportunity to cum and watch Noah cum, my clit has never been excited. “Fine.”A smirk brushed his lips. He leaned closer to my ear.“I know you want this,”My ch