FIVE

Adeline

Walking up early like I always do, I roll out of bed rubbing the sleep off my eyes with my fists.

Last night's memories haunt me. The unrealistic short sex and the showering…

Everything about him feels painful. It's gradually becoming a problem for me. I need to find a way to talk to him. Will he be empathetic? Willing to change?

Walking to the bathroom with my eyes still hazy from sleep ready to brush my teeth with the water bottle in my hand. I open the door and get hit with warm steam and a delicious spicy scent in my nose. But before I can turn back, my gaze falls on him.

Croix.

Naked.

His hand stroking his cock, his head thrown back and his lips parted sensually. "Ahh...fuck." He groaned, his vocals deep and sexily. "Take it...take me..."

His strokes increased, his breath turns into panting as he moved his hand faster on his cock. His dark green eyes open and catches mine in the mirror.

He doesn't stop but keeps going, working faster, eyes on mine. I squeezed my thighs together, a small moan escaping me.

His nose flared at my sound and he groaned. "Ahh fuck Addie!"

White fluid seeps out of his cock and he continues to wash himself like nothing happened.

Wiping both his hands down his face in the shower, his exposed body is all I can see from the partially fogged glass.

His rippling abdomen, toned chest and arms littered with tats glistening with droplets of water clinging to his form.

I see his thick, flaccid dick hanging from between his legs, water dripping from the tip.

I'm frozen for a moment, my mouth open and dry. This is the second time I've seen him in lesser clothes. I turn back quietly and tiptoed out before anyone sees me.

I pat my cheeks and used water from my bottle on my face to reduce the redness. Fuck, I feel flushed. He called my name. I heard correct, didn't I?

On my way to the kitchen, I cursed at myself under my breath. I then proceed to brew coffee.

The bathroom door opens behind me and I lean against the counter pretending to look at an old receipt.

I hear him walking to the room, shutting the door behind him. I let out a vast sigh and dropped my head, then dropped my head flat against the counter when the door opened.

“Hey lil sis, you okay?” He asked softly with a hint of humour in his tone. He's pretending nothing happened.

“Fine.” I said quickly, lifting my head from the counter.

I stand with my chin raised, pretending to be fine as I said but my eyes never reach him. He leans against the counter wearing a black sweatpants hanging low on his hips. My eyes what he was working with.

“You should knock before you enter when someone's showering.” He said with a hint of amusement.

I swallow, my eyes connect with his. There is this glint and devilish smirk on his face that made me think he enjoyed the fact that I ogled his body.

He ran his finger through his dark locs, pushing his hair off his head and forehead.

“I'm not used to having to knock when the door is open. Sorry.”

Sarcasm is my best friend right now.

“And a good girl like you shouldn't be staring while I jerk off.” He said with a serious tone, crossing his inked arms over his chest.

“What?” I almost choke on my breath. I turn to put water in the coffee machine.

“Yeah, you heard me. Unless you liked it." He said with a shrug and a roll of his eyes. He leans back next to me, too close to me.

That's when it hit me. He was teasing me. He knew I was coming. Why is he doing this? Why am I doing this?

I shuddered and the image of him touching himself in all his naked glory flashed through my mind sending chills down my spine.

“Maybe we should set some ground rules.” I turn to face him. I have to be the reasonable one here

“By all means, please do. Little mouse.” He cocks a brow and I let out a sigh.

“First while using the bathroom, lock the door. It only makes sense.” I said smugly.

He chuckled, licking his lips, then refolding his arms waiting for more rules. A smirk in his face that made girls swoon on his face.

“Second, if you're going to party all night, at least keep it down. It isn't just you living here.”

I cross my arm over my chest feeling proud of myself, but the narrowed eye maddening look I'm getting from him has my pulse raging out of my neck.

“Yeah I'm not the only one living here. Eli, Josiah and Wesley are… the rest is redundant.” He pushes himself off the counter and lurks towards me. “I've got some ground rules myself.”

If Wesley came out now, this would look threatening.

“First, if you're going to stare while I'm in the shower. At least give me a hand.”

“Ha.” I scoffed at his crudeness, then attempted to breathe normally. Nope. Never. Not ever happening.

“And second, if you're going to have sex in the bedroom next to mine, at least pretend you're enjoying it.”

My face heats immediately and I feel the flush of heat travel and settling on my cheeks. He heard us having sex last night. I thought he wouldn't follow us. It's one thing to deal with the embarrassment of it all but for Croix to know? Ugh. The torture.

“But not to worry, I have a proposal to make.” A knowing smirk pulls up at the corner of his lips. "But knowing you, you want to be perfect. You wouldn't want anything to do with your stepbrother, right?" He smirked at me

His eyes made promises of ruining me. Then he shrugged. "I'll make you succumb, just watch."

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