Hailey
"I know," Damien nodded, his smirk widening. "But you should be. Because you certainly wouldn't appreciate being bent over this counter, naked, trembling, wet, and...with my fingerprints on your pretty plump ass."
My breath hitched at his words, my eyes widening, barely suppressing a gasp.
And with that, he slowly released me, his warmth retreating as he turned and left the kitchen, leaving me bewildered and questioning.
Did my stepbrother just threaten to s***k me? It was disturbing.
But what was more disturbing was that the thought didn't... bother me.
It was my first day at college. But certainly not the best day to start.
The kitchen incident from yesterday still lingered in my mind like an unwelcome guest. I couldn't shake his words- they circled my thoug
