MaddoxDammit, watching Kyle still on his knees with those eager lips wrapped around my throbbing cock was pure ecstasy, the kind that makes your balls ache for release from the first second.He started slow again, his tongue swirling around the head like he was savoring a forbidden treat, tracing every vein and ridge with that hot, wet muscle, lapping up the pre-cum that leaked out in thick beads.I groaned, my hands fisting in his hair as he took his time, sucking and licking for what felt like an eternity, his mouth a sinful heaven that had me seeing stars. He bobbed up and down, taking me deeper with each pass, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked hard, then pulling back to tease the tip with flicks of his tongue, making me hiss through gritted teeth.“That's it, you greedy little fucker, worship that cock like it's your god,” I muttered, my voice rough with need, feeling his hands grip my thighs for leverage as he went on and on, relentless, his saliva coating me in a sloppy mess th
Kyle“Fuck,” Maddox's voice sliced through me like a hot blade as he hissed right into my ear, his eyes locked on my throbbing cock in the mirror's unforgiving reflection. “You're fucking hard for me, boy. So fucking hard. I mean, take a look at you.”I swallowed hard, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. Those words—'boy,' 'baby'—they wreck me every time, sending electric shivers down my spine and making my pulse race in ways that should be wrong, so sinfully wrong because he's my stepfather, for God's sake.But here I am, unable to deny the twisted fire burning inside me, this deep, aching love that's taken root despite every rational thought screaming to let it go.I froze, staring at us in the mirror, his powerful body pressed against my back, his breath hot on my neck as he reached for the lotion on the table, squeezed a dollop into his palm, and then wrapped his strong hand around my cock, holding me from behind without moving, just gripping me firm and possessive.The coo
MaddoxWhen I finally pulled back, I made sure to lick the blood clean from his skin—slowly, deliberately. The warmth of it, the taste, the way his pulse throbbed against my tongue—I savored every part. Only two small puncture marks remained, red and raw, where my fangs had broken through. Nothing too obvious. Just deep enough to be mine.Kyle was trembling. His face looked pale, almost sickly white. He looked like he’d seen a ghost.He stumbled back toward the mirror, hand pressed against his neck, and I didn’t stop him. I just watched—slow steps, chest still rising and falling from the shock.“What… what did you do?” he breathed out in a panic. His fingers were tracing the spot I’d bitten. His eyes wide. Frantic. And I could see his bottom lip wobble a bit, like he was holding back either a scream or a sob.I moved behind him.Not touching. Not yet.I let the heat of my presence settle there first. He could feel me. I knew he could.His shoulders rose and stiffened.Then he whirled
KyleI didn’t know when my hands found their way up his arms. I just knew I was holding onto something solid, something impossibly hot and dangerous, and I didn’t want to let go. Maddox was kissing me like he owned me, like I was something he’d been dying to taste and finally had. Our mouths collided, tongues tangled, and the sounds we made echoed in the corners of my room, deep and unfiltered.His lips were demanding, pulling breath from my lungs, making my knees weak. My heart was hammering, my skin was tight, and every inch of me felt like it was vibrating. The way his tongue moved inside my mouth—slow, then deep, then rough—God, it was addictive. There was no rhythm. Just hunger. Like neither of us cared who would break first.When his fingers crept beneath my shirt and pushed it up the side, I should’ve stopped him. I should’ve said something. Anything. But all I did was gasp into his kiss when his hand found my chest. The way his thumb rolled over my nipple, then squeezed—it was
KyleIt wasn’t a question. It wasn’t a maybe. Her lips landed straight on mine, and my whole body went stiff like I’d been electrocuted. My mind stalled. My first instinct was to freeze, but then I pulled back so fast I nearly stumbled over myself.“What the hell?” I asked, not yelling but breathless.She looked at me like she was just realizing what she’d done. “Oh my God—I’m so sorry,” she said, backing up a bit, her voice shaking. “Kyle, I—I didn’t mean to—I thought—”“You thought?” I echoed, wiping my mouth without thinking. “Jade, I’m gay.”She froze.“I mean, really gay,” I added. “I don’t like girls. At all. This—this was never anything like that. I was just trying to be a decent host. Besides, you’re Hayden’s girlfriend, right?”She shook her head quickly. “No, no, I get it. I don’t know why I did that. I just—it felt so safe, and I misread everything, and I swear, it wasn’t even planned. I’m so embarrassed right now, Kyle, I’m really, really sorry.”I let out a long sigh, try
KyleI was still pacing back and forth in my room, arms folded tightly, when I heard a knock. My breath caught. I wasn’t expecting anyone, but something in me already knew who it was. I opened the door, and of course, it was Maddox.“She’s staying over,” he said, resting his hand casually on the doorframe. “The rain started just as I was about to head back up. It’s a heavy one, and she said she has some kind of condition… something about not being able to get wet… from the rain.”My chest tightened as I rubbed my fingers against my temple. “Oh my goodness…”“She’s in the guest room,” he added, eyes searching mine. “She’s fine, though. Calmed down.”“I—I should go check on her,” I said, already taking a step forward. “Just… to be sure.”He gave a slight nod, like he understood, then turned and walked off toward his room while I made my way to the guest room. My heartbeat was louder than my footsteps, and even though I tried not to make it obvious, I was nervous—nervous about facing her