Credence

by Penelope Douglas

Not to mention, she’s quiet, boring, and a little pathetic. I can’t torture someone who won’t fight back.

Damn, Jake is so easy to hate on

I stick my phone back in my pocket. “Take the clothes off the line,” I tell her. “And I need fresh, soapy water. Hot.” And then I look at her. “And then breakfast.”

What the hell are with these orders?!

His head tilts forward again, and his gaze pins me through the crack like he knew I was here the whole time. Shit. I stop breathing again. My body tenses, and shame burns my skin, but he starts moving faster, pumping himself into her mouth now as his eyes burn a hole right through me.

INSANE!!!

“Have you ever had a man in your bed?” he asks in a ragged voice. My heart skips a beat. Slowly, I shake my head. He leans down close to my ear. “Have you ever been kissed?” I nod. “On places other than your mouth?” Heat pools between my legs. “No, Uncle Jake.”

Speechless

“The notches go all the way to the buckle,” I point out. “I’m flattered, but my waist isn’t that small.” Noah leans in, whispering, “But your wrists are.” My heart skips, and I dart my eyes up to Kaleb as he stares down at me.

I am shocked

“Close your eyes,” I pant with his thrusting. “Make love to her.”

Sick Sick

Kaleb is a bully and a baby, but so am I,

Girl fck off