Step Up 3 Novels & Stories

I sighed when he didn't bulge. "Stephan, please?" He stiffly nodded and asked me to follow him. Turning around, he marched towards the penthouse, we were living in. Oh did I forgot to mention? that we are going to stay here for the next three days. Again Ella and this time the new addition; grandmother. Moving away from the shocked faces, we both went inside and strided towards his room.

It rang again, and on the third attempt, I felt him slow down. “Pl…ease….continue…I…want…y…ou…” I begged and watched his lips flatten in a smirk, before leaning in. “Pick your call, Stepmom. We wouldn't want to draw attention to ourselves, would we?” He muttered in a low, husky voice and slowly let go of my hair. Stepmom! The sound of it made my pussy throb. My body shook, and my legs lost balance, but I picked up the land phone placing it on my right ear.

Each step down makes my heart thump in my chest, dread filling me at the possible ways my morning could go, and with James’ absence, I hate it even more. I arrive at the end of the staircase and pull my lips into my mouth before I find the courage to drag my feet forward, jumping when a body appears out of nowhere and I almost crash into the side. I lift my gaze and swallow when I meet Mom’s eyes. She’s dressed for work, her lips pressed into a thin line, and the look in her eyes is anything but inviting. I have a feeling I’m the last person she wants to talk to, but that doesn’t stop me from putting on a smile and opening my mouth in an attempt for a greeting. "Good morn—"

he mocks my submissive voice " Hey did you know Clay was a sub once ," " I do. Were you his master?" " no, you won't believe who it was. It was a ," " shut it! " Clay yells and grabs my book before lifting me up bridal style and running through the room and down the stairs He's so fit.

He said taking me on the staircase. “There are three floors. The first floor is for drugs, Alcohol, Sex, casino, Strip dance and all pleasure they want from waitresses. The third section also has a different job for the waitress. If they want to work on the first floor they have to satisfy customers and one complaint sometimes cost them their life” He explained, and I felt trembling in an embrace. “How would it feel when you do strip dance for me” He whispered, sucking my earlobe. My breath hitched in my throat when I imagine myself dancing a strip dance.

“Hold up.” The guy doesn’t stop. I have to add more pep to my step just to catch up with him outside the locker room, in the quieter hallway. “You got any instructions for me? Questions? I’m new, so…” “No!” He doesn’t even look back at me. “Get the fuck away from me.” Woah… woah… what’s happening here? I keep walking alongside him anyway. “I’m Noah Carter… okay, you knew that already. Look, I don’t know what your deal is, but…”

Too late. A dull sound came from the stairwell. Steps. Slow down. Wet. The three stared. Someone climbed the stairs. Floor for floor. No egg. No. Just steps. Water dripping on the steps. Mara heard it clearly. Drop. Drop. Drop. Then it stopped right in front of her apartment door. Silence. Jonas unconsciously took a step back. No one breathed. Then it knocked. Three times. Easy. Almost polite. Knock. Knock.

In irritation, I jump off my bed to go give that unruly person a piece of my mind, but as soon as my legs meet the ground, I feel them wobble and I crash back to my bed landing on my bump. If I don't head down now, my dad would chop me into bits for allowing someone disturb the peace and quiet of the house like this. I gently bring my legs to the ground once again. This time, when I feel balanced, I begin to move. Walking down the stairs feels odd and awkward. My legs feel as though walking down the stairs is a brand new task. I feel strange, there is something wrong and different with me, but this sort of thing of course is not something to discuss with my brother nor father.

Jack mimics my pace, having us walk side by side as we enter into the lobby. My finger applies pressure onto the elevator button, having it open almost immediately. We then step into the space; before clicking on level three and watching the doors close before us. After a few seconds of waiting, the door finally reopens, revealing the third floor. We walk down the semi-narrow halls before eventually being faced with my dorm room. Fuckkkk, I really need to start bringing my key with me when I go out places.