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She never would admit it, but Darren did. In fact, he did more than just tell me. He viciously showed me. She’d been texting him, sending him naked pictures of herself, begging him to stop by her room before he left. Yeah, all the time I thought I had the perfect boyfriend, he was hanging around to have sex with my mom, by far the most traumatic and humiliatingly painful experience yet.
I go to open my mouth, but a voice stops me. My body freezes because, no! Not him. He can’t possibly have seen this. “I don’t know who the fuck you are, but get your pathetic face out of Raven’s cunt.”
“My name, say it,” he demands, and I can feel the thick, erotic intensity through the wire. I squirm as my sensitive pussy gets wet and slick. “Yes, Mr. Powers. I’ll be ready for you.” Licking my lips, I bring a hand to my neck and touch my cheeks. They’re burning as if I have a fever. “Good girl,” he growls, and goose bumps appear on my arms and legs.
Her eyes are like giant-sized saucers, and suddenly all I want is to wake up every morning seeing them. What the hell, Jett?
I like her like this, needy, vulnerable, mine to corrupt, mine to build back up.
Deep inside she knows who she belongs to. No matter what happens, she’ll always be mine. I’m in her head, in her heart. I crush my lips down onto hers, destroying not only her, but us.
What an idiot I was. Because this stings, and I’m mad at myself for even having a glimmer of hope. I guess I thought he was better than what he is. That a man of his intelligence would see through my mom and acknowledge she’s a terrible person. And then what? We’d ride away into the sunset? My ass.
“That’s the problem, my pretty baby.” He takes his hand away, turning to open the car door. “What?” I sit up, reaching for him, but he’s already out. All I see are his thighs in his dark slacks. “You’d fuck anyone. Now let’s go.”
i want him crawling
Somehow, some way, I’ve fallen in love with him despite knowing he’s not mine. Holy fuck. I’m in love with Jett Powers, my mother’s fiancé.
Christ, what should my plan be? I can’t just take her, lock her in my room with me until she submits. Yeah, not an option, even though I want to. I might have to do some groveling. My lips curve up—I’ve never had to grovel a day in my life. But I’ve also never felt like this before. Love.
“What could you possibly have to say?” She shakes her head, twists off the lid, and takes a swig of the vodka, her whole body shaking. “That I love you, and I came here to fight for you. Because I can’t live another day without you.” I look down at her. She’s perfection, and suddenly I know that it doesn’t matter if she says no today. I’ll never stop. I’ll wear her down until she has no choice but to forgive me.
