Page 9 of Bratty Badboys

It made me feel a little dangerous. That I could do whatever I wanted with this handsome young man and he’d just smirk, say ‘Yes, ma’am’ in his throaty, deep voice and let me have it.

“Where did you go, pretty?” He squeezed my waist, pushing my hair over my shoulders to look at my breasts. “What are you thinking?”

I swallowed, gently touching his brow piercing, lowering my fingers to his lip piercing, the small hoop. “I’m wondering if you’re too young for me,” I said, voicing my worry.

“I probably am,” he said, shrugging his shoulders and licking his lips when his eyes gazed at my body on his lap. “I’d be lying if I said I don’t find it hot as fuck.”

“I’m forty-one, Caleb,” I said, pursing my lips.

His eyes widened, and he smirked, “I’m twenty-four.”

Oh god… he is as old as Aaron.

I tried to pull away, but he held me. I kept my hands on his arms and said, “I’m old enough to be your mother.”

“You’re saying that like it’s a bad thing,” he replied. Smart-ass.

“Caleb.”

“Anna.” He smirked, “I want to fuck you like the hot milf you are.” His dirty words made me desperate and I almost let out a moan. Almost.

“Milf?”

“Mom I’d like to fuck,” he said, biting my breast before looking at me through his lashes, his eyes playful and full of lust.

I swallowed. He thinks I’m a hot milf?

He leaned closer, running his hands over my back, goosebumps erupting all over my skin with his warm touch. “If you don’t want me to fuck you, I’ll leave you alone like a good boy.”

I gasped when he flipped us, my back on the bed as he slid between my legs and pressed against my pussy. I whimpered when I felt his thick hardness through the thin fabric of his boxers, making me clench. He leaned over me, his hair fanning his cheeks and his silver chain brushing over my neck as he said, “But if you want me to fuck you, I’ll stay and let you use me like a good boy toy, hm? What will it be, pretty?”

I was already getting wetter at his words. His hot breath brushed my cheeks as he caressed my legs. “Come on. I’ll even call you mommy if you’re into?—”

“No!” I blurted, his eyes crinkling with humor and mischief as I shook my head at him. “Don’t call me that.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Caleb smiled.

God, he was so handsome.

How could I say no to him?

Besides, I wanted his impressive length inside me, stretching me.

“Fu—” I was about to tell him to fuck me when I jolted with the shrill ringtone of my phone.

He raised his brow when I pushed him away. “Sorry, I’ve to check…” I saw the caller ID and picked it up. I mouthed a sorry before closing the bathroom door behind me. “What’s up?”

“What’s up?” Felix said, his tone different. “Alice woke me up.”

I frowned. “Why? Is she okay?”

“She’s telling me it’s fine, but she was crying after throwing up. I gave her medicine and she’s sleeping now, but I wanted to keep you informed since you were not checking your texts.”

I ignored his tone and clutching my phone tighter I said, “I can ask Jem to look after her or bring her back to my room?—”

Jem was my sweet neighbor and loved to babysit Alice. I had already paid her extra for the night in case of emergency, so she wouldn’t mind if I asked her to look after Alice for the night.

“It’s fine, An. She’s sleeping now, but I’m wide awake,” he sighed through the phone.

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