บททั้งหมดของ CRAVING MY BULLY STEPBROTHER : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Isabelle “He probably went for practice,” I whispered to myself.Guilt tried to resurface but the passionate night we shared clouded it. The sheets where Lucas had been were cool, the pillow still carrying a faint trace of his scent with rain mixed with his cologne. My body felt very tender in places that brought back every moment from last night. The way he’d kissed me, the way his mouth had moved between my legs, the deep, steady thrusts that had made me come apart in his arms. For a few seconds, I just lay there smiling, replaying it all.But the smile faded fast. I sat up, pulling the blanket around my naked body. What if he left because he never wanted it? Maybe he’d left early to avoid our parents catching us. That had to be it, he was probably just being careful.I forced myself out of bed and into the shower. Hot water ran over my skin, easing some of the ache but not the nervous flutter in my stomach. After drying off, I took time getting ready. I brushed my hair until it f

LucasGuilt had been gnawing at my gut since the music room. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Isabelle’s face, those wide, shattered eyes staring at me like I’d just ripped her world apart. It was supposed to push Isabelle away, keep things from spiraling into something we couldn’t come back from. Our parents, the complications, the way she looked at me like I was her safe place... it was too much.But fuck, it hurt more than I expected.I slammed my locker shut, the metal noise echoing down the hall. Practice had been shit, Coach yelled at me twice for missing easy passes, and my teammates kept shooting me these sideways looks. “Dude, you good?” Cole jogged up beside me as we headed toward the parking lot, his duffel bag slung over one shoulder. Sweat still clung to his jersey from drills. “You’ve been off lately. Like, zombie mode. That hit from the last game is still messing with your head?”I forced a laugh, shoving my hands into my pockets. “Nah, man, I am just tired. Family

Lucas I gripped the steering wheel tighter, as the image of Tyler’s hands on Isabelle’s hips wouldn’t leave my head. The way she leaned into him, laughing like I’d never existed. Like that night in her room hadn’t meant something to us both. I’d stormed out of school, skipped last period, and now the road home blurred under the tires. Every red light gave me too much time to think. Her in that fitted top, the glow-up that turned every head, and even mine included. She looked unstoppable, and it completely ruined me.“Fuck,” I muttered to the empty car, slamming my hand against the wheel. “Get it together, Lucas.”I slammed the front door harder than necessary and headed straight upstairs, shedding my jacket and backpack on the way. My room felt too small, the walls closing in with memories of her sneaking glances.I collapsed onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. But my mind wouldn’t shut off. Isabelle in that black dress from her room the other night, the zipper under my fingers, he

Isabelle I stormed through the front door, cheeks still wet with tears, my bag slung over one shoulder. “Ughhh!!!” I yelled at the empty. I kicked off my shoes and headed straight upstairs, dialing Mia before I even reached my room.“Mia, you were right,” I said the second she picked up, my voice cracking. “The date went south so fast, Tyler got that call and everything fell apart. Can you come over? I need to talk or I’m going to explode.”“Babe, I’m already grabbing my keys,” Mia replied without missing a second. “I will be there in ten minutes. Just please breathe, okay? Whatever he did, we’ll trash him properly.”True to her word, she burst into my room minutes later, arms full of snacks and her face set in full friend mode. She dropped everything on my bed and pulled me into a hug. “Spill every detail. What exactly happened after I left?”I sank onto the bed, wiping my eyes. “We went to the park. Things were good at first. We were talking and kissing, and then his phone rang. I

Isabelle We maintained eye contact for a few minutes, before I decided to use my voice. “It was a mistake, I should have knocked,” I stammered, as my legs trembled in Lucas’s doorway. “I did not mean to walk in on you like this, I came to tell you something but this is not what I expected.”Lucas did not cover himself, Instead he stepped forward, his hands sliding onto my waist, drawing me closer into the room until his very hard dick pressed firmly against my body. The thickness felt hot and heavy against my stomach, the swollen head leaving a faint damp spot on my cloth, where it rubbed. “You are irresistible, Isabelle,” his voice was low and rough. “Walking in here, looking at me like that, how am I supposed to stay away when you keep pulling me back in?”I swallowed hard, my hands lightly touching his chest before I pulled them back. “Lucas, stop, I came to say I will be going to the spring formal with Tyler. He explained everything, we worked things out.”He looked visibly d