Page 10 of Bratty Badboys

“I’ll take her to Jem’s suite. I’ll be there in ten.”

I ended the call and sighed, leaning on the basin. When I lifted my eyes to see my reflection in the mirror, I was surprised. My hair was tousled, my hazel eyes looking bright and glazed as if I was in a trance… or just really horny. My lips were swollen from the kisses and cheeks flushed red. There were hickies forming on my neck and over my breasts.

There was a knock on the door. “Everything okay?” Caleb asked, his voice muffled.

I was sad. I really wanted…

Wanted what? Him to fuck you? You’re forty-one and he’s?—

“Anna?”

I patted down my hair and opened the door, smiling sheepishly at him.

He loomed over me, a frown on his brow, as he asked, “Are you okay?”

“I have to go check up on my daughter,” I said to his chest and walked past him to pick up my dress. “I’m sorry I have to?—”

“Shh.” My eyes widened when he took my bra away and threw it on the bed before grabbing my jaw and making me face him. His eyes were dark, and I squirmed, feeling… scared and aroused. His expression changed from gentle mischievousness to something darker and raw. He had done that when he threatened to tie me up before making me cum with his mouth. I didn’t know why, but I wanted him to show that side of him more.

He said, “I heard you have ten minutes.”

“Y-yeah?”

He nodded, gently pushing me on the bed as he kissed my neck. The mischievous Caleb was back as he smirked. “I can guess her room isn’t that far. So that means I have five minutes to make you cum again, hm?”

“W-what?”

5

RUINED

CALEB

“Oh—Caleb!” She groaned, hiding her face on the crook of my neck as my fingers curved inside her warm pussy. She was so fucking tight and warm. I never wanted to let go of her. I wanted her to stay with me in the room all night.

“Mhmm.” I kissed her hair, the smell of vanilla wafting in my nose. She was trembling as I caressed her back, the sounds of her sexy moans and wetness squelching with my fingers surrounded us.

“Such a pretty sight. I want to make?—”

“No more.” Dark eyes shot at me, a hint of defiance flaring in them. It was cute. “You said that a minute ago and?—”

“And?” I pulled out my fingers and licked her glistening juices. A groan slipped out of my mouth at her sweet, musky taste. It wasn’t long ago that I was eating her out, and I already missed it. The feel of her soft folds on my tongue and how sensitive her clit was. Her taste was addictive—hell, she was addictive as fuck. “Your five minutes are not over yet.”

Her lips had parted, watching me lick my fingers clean, her pupils dilated. She shook her head and attempted to sit up from my lap, but I pulled her back, tightening my hold on her and nuzzling my face in her neck. Someday, I’ll tie her up and teach her why it’s never a good idea to run away from me.

Someday soon.

“Promise me I’ll get to fuck this pussy soon, pretty,” I whispered, cupping her still wet sex and squeezing it. I wanted to mark her like some wild animal, hickeys all over her neck, tits, ass and thighs. Daring anyone else to?—

What the fuck, Caleb?

I was pulled out of my head when Anna looked over her shoulder at me, thoughts churning in her head as she bit her bottom lip.

“I can’t make a promise…”

I pouted. “Meanie.”

“I feel bad for leaving you hanging,” she said, her words soft.

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