Page 33 of Bratty Badboys

“Yes, ma’am,” he pouted, rubbing his chest, making me roll my eyes.

“Quit being so dramatic.” I spoke. “I won, but you cheated.”

“I didn’t peg you as competitive, Kyle,” Anna said, peering up at me.

Having all her attention on me made me feel warm all over. Yes, we had moments when we were alone with each other. Like the time she gave warm cookies with a big grin or when I had helped fix her kitchen faucet. But we never crossed the line of being neighbors. We maintained it and stayed in our own lane.

But Caleb changed everything.

He caught me. And as much as I wanted to, I didn’t regret that I had a crush on my hot neighbor.

She looked cute with flour rubbed on her cheek and looked hot when her top was drenched because of the kitchen faucet. Even though she was my neighbor, I thought about her.

“I can be competitive if I want to be, Anna,” I whispered, eyeing her plump lips. Her lipstick had worn off, leaving a sweet pink hue that I was dying to taste. “Will you be a good girl for me?”

16

OUR BAD GIRL

ANNA

My heart and pussy throbbed hearing his velvety voice.

I hadn’t thought about Kyle in this way before. I’d always found him handsome and cute, especially the way he looked after Alice and spent time with his grandmother. But now, seeing his dark brown eyes gleam with lust made me want… more.

“And if I’m not?” I asked, my voice barely audible, but I’m sure they heard me. I could feel Caleb’s burning gaze on the back of my neck. His body heat felt closer than before as Kyle closed the distance between us.

It should make me feel embarrassed to lust after another man after being with Caleb in the morning… but I didn’t. I don’t know why, but it somehow felt right.

His hand cupped my cheek, tilting my face up. “Then I’ll have to treat you like the bad slut you are, An.”

My lips parted, his eyes like molten lava, spreading heat and white fiery lust all over my body. Caleb wrapped his arm around my waist, his hips pressing against my ass, making me feel how rock hard he was.

I gulped, feeling them both.

“You’ll be our bad girl, won’t you, pretty?” Caleb asked, his hot breath fanning against my bare neck as he kissed my shoulder, his other hand lowering to scrunch my dress up.

Kyle rubbed his thumb on my bottom lip, rubbing it until I took it in my mouth, my eyes pinned on him. How had I not noticed how handsome he was with his sharp cheekbones and strong nose? His upper lip had a prominent cupid’s bow.

I wanted to kiss it.

His other hand tugged my dress until his long, slender fingers were pressed against the lace of my panties. I arched into his body, sucking his thumb and swirling my tongue around the pad when Caleb pressed harder, pushing me on him, my soft breasts pressing on Kyle’s shirt and feeling the hard panes of his chest.

Oh God. This was getting too hot, too sudden.

“Fuck, Anna,” Kyle growled when I bit his thumb. His glasses slid lower on his nose, his eyes dark. “I want to fuck your pretty lips.”

“Do it,” I breathed out when he pulled out his thumb. Caleb’s hand cupped my pussy through the dress, making me mewl.

“She’s soaking wet for us, Kyle,” he said, clicking his tongue and talking to him as if I wasn’t there. “You should fuck her throat while I take her tight cunt. Sounds like a plan, hm?”

“Y-yes?—”

“I don’t think he was asking you, Anna.” Kyle shushed me, raising a brow. “Right, Caleb?”

My eyes widened.

“Mhmm,” Caleb replied, cupping my jaw and tilting my face towards him. His boner was so hard, pressing between my cheeks. “We are going to pleasure you for our entertainment, pretty.”

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