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53; A heist
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The first thing I noticed was the weight of Noah’s arm draped over my waist and his warm breath against the back of my neck. The second thing? The clock on his nightstand glowed 3:17 AM in blood-red digits.Perfect.I held my breath as I lifted his arm away from me slowly and slid out from under the sheets. The mattress creaked and Noah stirred. I froze, my pulse hammering in my throat until his breathing evened out again.Clothes first. My top was crumpled on the floor where I’d tossed it hours ago. I got dressed quickly.The bedside drawer yielded nothing but condoms and a switchblade. Classic Noah. His desk was next—neat, controlled, just like him. Laptop closed. Notes stacked with military precision. No phone.Then a glint of light caught my eye on glass atop his closet. There. I climbed onto his chair with my bare feet sinking into the leather, and stretched. My fingertips brushed cool metal. Got it. The phone was ice-cold in my palm, like it had been waiting for me.Now for th
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I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. All the hairs in my neck stood and every nerve in my body was on edge. Why did he sit behind me? Is he trying to intimidate me?The teacher started talking, but I couldn’t focus. I could feel his gaze piercing the back of my head. And for some reason, my finger began to tap repeatedly on the desk. I felt Noah’s breath draw closer, till I could feel the heat of his breath in my neck.“Stop it,” he growled through his teeth. His mouth was dangerously close to my ear lobe.I snapped my head back, then I realized what a big mistake I made. His face was so close, I could see his creases in his skin where his once cheerful smile had now turned into a bitter scowl. I turned my body so I’m now facing him fully.“Stop what?” I said, hiding the fear underneath.“Tapping your finger on the table.”“Or what? You seem to be the only one complaining.”My eyes dropped to his lips as it twitched, then back to his eyes. His eyes dropped to my chest, the
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Bullied by my Stepbrother 54; Need to get out
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Bullied by my Stepbrother 53; A heist
I shook my head in negation. No, no more. That’s enough.“No please,”Before I could refuse some more, Noah's lips crashed against mine in a punishing kiss, all teeth and domination as he ran his fingers through my hair. "You'll take what I give you," he growled against my mouth. His free hand slid down to roughly palm my breast.My back arched involuntarily as he pinched my nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. "This belongs to me now," he murmured before tearing the material away with his teeth, exposing my pebbled flesh to the cool air. His hot mouth closed over the peak, sucking hard enough to make me gasp—first from the sting, then from the sinful swirl of his tongue that turned pain into throbbing pleasure.I whimpered as he trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses down my trembling stomach. He paused to bite the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. "You smell desperate," he taunted, inhaling my arousal as his fingers parted my folds. "Dripping for me like some cheap slut."The f
Bullied by my Stepbrother 51; Break you
The car ride was silent. Heavy. The kind of quiet that presses against your eardrums until they ache. My fingers twisted in my lap with my nails biting into my palms.What kind of punishment was waiting for me at home?Noah pulled into the driveway then the engine cut with a finality that made my stomach drop.“Get out. And stand.”I obeyed without a word.He parked, then strode past me toward the house, his broad shoulders tense beneath his shirt.“Move.”I followed, climbing the stairs on numb legs. The house was empty, as usual. Just us. Just this. As I turned toward my room—“My room.”I froze. Swallowed. Then pivoted toward his door.The scent of his cologne wrapped around me as I stepped inside. His room was clean as usual. The bed was neatly made, as if he’d planned this. He shut the door behind us with a quiet click.“Drop your backpack.”It thudded to the floor.Noah crossed to his closet, and my breath hitched as he pulled out a sleek black case. When he opened it, cold met
Bullied by my Stepbrother 50; You’re gonna wish you did
Noah’s thumb brushed my neck, then began massaging slow circles.Fuck. My bottom lip found its way between my teeth.He pulled a stool behind me with his legs spread wide to cage me between them. His hot breath hit my skin right before his mouth closed over that spot—the one that made my toes curl.Shit. I should’ve stopped him, but my body refused to move.His other hand skimmed lower, brushing my already hardened nipple. “Seems like someone needs an orgasm,” he whispered, with his fingers slipping past the waistband of my jeans, under my panties.What am I doing? I gasped, jerking away—but his grip tightened.“Sshhh.” His finger slid between my folds, and I froze. “I’m gonna make you feel good.”He sucked my neck again, fingers working my clit in ruthless strokes. A moan tore from my throat as I arched into his touch. His other hand pinched my nipple, twisting just enough to send sharp pleasure-pain radiating through me.“You’re so close… come on,” he growled in my ear.And I sha
Bullied by my Stepbrother 49; Have nothing on him
Nikki’s death glare burned into my back as Noah steered me into the classroom, his grip a steel band around my arm. Every head swiveled to watch—the king and his unwilling consort making their grand entrance.Fuck.I twisted against him. "I want to go to my seat."Noah’s fingers dug deeper, pulling me toward the back corner. "We’re sitting together.""Are you out of your mind?" I hissed, keeping my voice low as the whispers crescendoed around us. "What’s with this sudden ‘we’re attached at the hip’ bullshit?"His lips grazed my ear and his voice dripped with venomous sweetness."Do as I say, or kiss Harvard goodbye."Bullshit. My nails bit into my palms. Tonight. I will end this tonight. I will break into that room."Fine," I spat, letting him shove me into the seat. "But I won’t be able to focus here.""Sit.""Fine, asshole." I folded my arms, spine rigid against the chair.Noah stretched his legs out, crowding my space. "Why haven’t you been responding to my messages?""Because a
Bullied by my Stepbrother 48; Murder on her mind.
My head was pounding like someone had taken a hammer to my skull. I groaned, pressing my palms against my closed eyelids. The sunlight streaming through my window felt like a personal attack.Fuck. I feel like I have been hit by a truck.I rolled over, wincing at the movement, and froze.On my nightstand was a glass of water and a single white pill.What the hell?I sat up so fast that the room spinned. Who—?Then it hit me.Annie. The bass music from the club. The hot red dress. That guy’s hands on my waist with his dick pressing against my ass as we danced. The catcalls from the guys. The tequila burning my throat as I took multiple shots.My stomach twisted.But worse—so much worse—was what came after.Noah’s grip on my wrist. His low voice in my ear. Me kissing him like I was starving for it. His fingers between my legs—"Fuck!" I buried my face in my hands.I hated him. Hated that I’d been the one to start it. Hated that my body still buzzed at the memory.I just want to stay at
