Page 1 of Dirty Little Sinner

ONE

MADDISON

I’m sitting in a cell again because my mother is apiece of shit!

This isn’t the first, second or third fucking time I have been arrested because of her. Joanne Leigh is a selfish bitch who uses everyone and milks them for every cent they are worth. I thought she might have been changing for the better a couple of years back when she married Derek but I was a fucking fool. All she saw was dollar signs when she looked at him. Derek was great until I fucked things up. I blame that slimy piece of shit Cameron for ruining my life.

“Leigh.” I sit up on the metal cot and look over at the officer who stands outside the metal bars of my cell.

“Yeah?”

“Your bail has been posted, let’s go.” Shock slams into me with the weight of a freight train.

“How? I don’t have any money and no one I know has a few grand lying around to get me out of here,” I blurt out. I haven’t even made my phone call to let anyone know where the fuck I am.

“Don’t know, don’t care. Get up, you’re out of here.” Shocked or not, I get to my feet and practically run out of the cell the moment it’s open. I don’t know what the fuck is going on but I won’t question it in case they made a mistake and let the wrong Leigh out.

I sign all the forms and agree to them coming to the designated address on the form to check to make sure I am home between certain hours. Thanks to my fucking mother I am now on house arrest until my court date. I’ve learned there is no point in trying to convince them that it wasn’t me who committed the crime, they never believe me and trying to find my mother to force her to take accountability is like trying to find a needle in a haystack. I bite my tongue to keep from lashing out at the officer. This is bullshit and unfair but it’s nothing I’m not used to.

If I’m not being arrested for her, then I have her dealers coming to my door and demanding I pay up or they will take their payment in other forms. I wascareful this time. When I packed my shit and moved out of Derek’s I never told a soul where I lived… wait. I bumped into Joanne’s best friend Scarlet a couple of weeks back, that little bitch! She must have followed me and ratted me out to Joanne!

Fuck!

I snatch the paper bag off the counter, filled with my meager belongings that I had on me, and stalk out of there. I'm tired, hungry and pissed the hell off and all I want to do is climb into my bed and sleep for the next week. I push the door open and inhale the fresh air, the smell of freedom is intoxicating. I close my eyes and just take a minute to be. I know it will only be a matter of time before something else pops up from Joanne so I’ll have to move.

“Well, don’t you just look edible,little sinner.” Ice fills my veins and my heart skips a beat at the sound of his voice. I snap my eyes open and the image of Cameron leaning against his truck is the sight of a nightmare. The bastard has the balls to stand there smiling up at me like he isn’t the reason that my life was turned upside down after finally planting some roots and being free of my mother. He ruined everything.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Cameron?” My voice is filled with malice but the asshole either doesn't notice or just chooses to ignore it.

“Coming to rescue you, of course. Now, are you going to be a good girl and get in the truck, or are you going to do things the hard way and make me chase you?”

I’m blaming the fact I haven’t been fucked in almost a year for the way my body responds to his taunt. Need coils low in my belly and want thrums through me as a memory of the night he wore a mask and chased me through the carnival after it closed assaults me.

“I don’t owe you shit and I sure as fuck am not going anywhere with you,” I hiss as I make my way down the steps. I try to walk past him but the motherfucker darts in front of me, blocking my path, causing me to collide with his hard chest. I stumble back a step and would have fallen but Cameron grips my waist and heat instantly unfurls inside me at having his hands on me again. Before I can get too lost in my own traitorous thoughts, I bat his hands away and take a step back. “Leave me alone,” I grit out through clenched teeth.

“Little sinner, you don’t have a choice,” he breathes out with a hint of annoyance in his tone, which just pisses me off. He has no right to be pissy when he is the reason for this mess. If he didn’t trick me I would have still been living with him, Derek and Royce.

“Fuck you. I’m going home?—”

“Your stuff is in my truck. Istopped by your place on the way and caught your mother’sfriendsransacking your place.” I open my mouth to argue and find out how he even knew where the fuck I live but he pushes on. “Your terms of bail are to remain at the address you agreed to and it just so happens I switched that address to ours.” My jaw unhinges as I gape up at him. “In the truck, sinner, we have a long drive and I want to get home as soon as we can.”

Cam leaves me standing on the sidewalk as he makes his way to his truck, my mind whirling. If what he said is true and Joanne’s people were going through my place, then it isn’t safe to go back there. Plus, if I breach my bail terms, I will just end up back in a fucking cell!

I growl out my frustration and stomp my ass back to his truck. Cam grins at me when I slide in beside him but I ignore the asshole. Going back to his house is the last thing I want to do, not after what happened. I push that thought from my mind and force myself to think about anything else as Cam drives us back to his place. I watch the buildings blur as I get lost in my own thoughts. I avoid thinking too much because my thoughts always end up back on those three and it’s wrong—I shouldn’t be thinking about them like that, especially my stepfather.

Derek Vought.

Cam is the polar opposite of his father—Derek is stern and all business. He runs his business and household with an iron fist, craves control and submission from everyone except his son and brother. Royce may not be related to the both of them by blood, but Derek and him have always referred to each other as brothers. Joanne wouldn’t be someone I would have picked to end up with Derek and honestly, I have no idea what he saw in her. After three weeks of dating they were engaged, then six weeks later they were married. The marriage lasted about five months before she took off and left me behind. I didn’t care though because I had Cam, Royce and Derek.

Cam and I used to sneak around all the time and fuck. There is no denying Cameron is fucking sexy with his emo jock look. Blond hair just long enough to run your fingers through, striking blue eyes that see through you and tattoos that cover every inch of his body. He may look like a jokester and be carefree but the moment you are alone and naked with him, a whole other side comes out and the devil in him is unleashed. I still recall the night I found him and Royce together. Fuck, the sight of them both naked and groaning had me soaking my panties in seconds.

I shiver as I remember the way he felt moving insideme. Cam took me anywhere and anytime he wanted. I was powerless against the need I felt for him. I craved him more than air but I can’t lie and say I wasn’t attracted to Royce and Derek. I managed to control my want toward them until the night I got caught sucking my stepdad’s cock by his brother and son.

TWO

CAMERON

Maddy hasn’t spoken a word since she climbed in the truck. I know she’s lost in her own head so I leave her be when all I really want to do is reach across and trail my hand up the inside of her thighs until she’s squirming and begging for me to take her. God, the sounds she would make as I slid inside her tight little cunt have haunted me since the moment she left us.

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