PUCKING THE BAD BOY CAPTAIN

Izzy Dear Diary, I think I’m finally ready to stop being a virgin. I’ve been good my whole damn life, keeping my head down, chasing jobs that barely paid rent, and now this one thing, this one infuriating, stupidly hot guy has me twisted up so bad I can’t even think straight. But I have to play it cool. Act tough. Because he’s an annoying piece of shit who probably hates me already, and I’m not about to let him know he’s under my skin. Now let’s rewind a little, It all kicked off earlier. I was broke as hell, scraping by on freelance gigs that mostly involved shooting blurry pictures for sad little websites. Then out of nowhere this email came through; Toronto Thunder needed a team photographer for the playoffs push. I had been applying for years and years and finally it happened. I said yes before I even read the fine print. First day on the job and I’m hauling my camera bag through the arena tunnels, heart hammering because this was supposed to be my break through. I had st

Izzy I dragged myself through the front door way later than I meant to, legs aching from running around the rink all day trying to get decent shots while Riven acted like I was invisible except when he wanted to glare at me. The house was lit up like always, and right away Mom and Mr. Holt were on me in the hallway, both talking at once with these worried faces that made me feel like a kid who missed curfew even though I was twenty and just out with my girls. “Isolde, we’ve been trying to reach you for hours,” Mom said, waving her phone like proof. “Where were you? We wanted Riven to pick you up from that bar so you didn’t have to take a ride home alone this late.” “Yeah, could’ve called,” I muttered, kicking off my shoes and already feeling the annoyance build because I knew what was coming. “Or texted. Whatever. I’m fine, I got back okay.” Riven was right there on the stairs, arms crossed, looking freshly showered and pissed like he’d been waiting just to argue. “Why the he

Riven I shifted on the bed trying to ignore it pushing the phone down for a second and running a hand through my hair thinking about all the reasons this was stupid I hated how she looked at me like I was the intruder when they moved in and how she fought back every time instead of just staying out of my way like I wanted but my dick didn’t care about any of that it throbbed against my shorts demanding attention and I groaned low cursing under my breath “fuck Izzy what are you doing to me” because I’d been with plenty of girls before hookups after games in the locker room or back at their places easy fun ones who knew the deal no strings just blowing off steam and they were hot sure but none of them stuck in my head like this messing with me even after I tried to push her out of it. She seemed different fighting and yelling one minute then this vulnerable in the video and it made me curious in a way that pissed me off more because I didn’t want to be interested in my annoying stepsi

Izzy He pushed the door open anyway. I jumped up and tried to shove it closed but he slipped in and shut it behind him. He looked at me. My face felt flushed. Breathing still fast.“You okay?” he asked. “You look all red and out of breath.”“I am fine,” I snapped. “What do you want? Get out of my room.”He did not move. “We need to talk for real. Stop pretending you did not see me last night.”I crossed my arms. “I did not see you. End of story. You were probably just imagining things because you feel guilty for stealing my video.”He ran a hand through his hair. “I did not steal it. It was on the shared cloud or something. But that is not the point. The video messed me up Izzy. Bad. I cannot stop thinking about you. Even though you annoy the hell out of me. You fight back all the time. You call me out. You are not like the other girls who just go along with everything.”I stared at him. My throat felt tight. “You hate me. You said we were broke and stuff. You are rude.”“Yeah I hate

IzzyI sat there on the bed with my knees pulled up trying to cover what I could and Riven just looked at me like he was deciding something big. My heart would not slow down. I could still feel the mess between my legs from before and it made me want to hide my face forever.“You know what,” he said his voice all low and rough. “I am not taking that tonight. Not yet. But I want everything else Izzy. Let me show you more.”I blinked hard and shoved his shoulder a little. “What the hell does that even mean Riven? This does not mean anything okay. I still think you are the biggest jerk for that video thing and us being stepsiblings makes this so messed up. I do not even like you remember?”He laughed under his breath and leaned in closer his hand sliding up my thigh again. “Yeah yeah you keep saying that but your body is saying something different. Come on. Lie back. I am going to taste you.”My face burned up so fast. “No way. You cannot just say that like it is normal. I have never… no