Wanting by Lynn Burke

Gideon

Addilyn avoided me for two full days after our parents left for their honeymoon, so I never got a chance to make sure her mother’s outburst over their wedding day dinner hadn’t done major emotional damage to my princess.

On day three, she hurried out the front door to hop in my car for her ride to school.

“You okay?” I asked as I pulled out of the driveway, wishing we’d been able to stay shut up the entire two weeks at home.

“Yeah,” she replied, breathless from running out the door.

We left it at that for the duration of our ride. We’d had a moment at the bridal dinner that left me floundering a bit. I still hated her attitude toward me, but part of me softened with understanding, knowing she was going through the same shit I was.

Add in our selfish, shared asshole parents, and the instinct to watch over her intensified.

The appearance of Devon at the door, all grinning and eyes only for her after their Christmas break separation, had me clenching my jaw. I wanted to bash his goddamn face in for looking at her like he did. Somehow, I managed to walk away and get through the first two periods without exchanging words with him.

On the way to fourth, I stood down the hall from Addilyn, both of us in our lockers to exchange books.

Some little shit from the football team—captain if I remembered correctly—sidled up to her, leaning in a bit too close.

My gut clenched, and my insides burned in a whole new jealous flare after receiving that smile from her.

I slammed my locker door and strode their way, shoving other little shits out of my path. One kid went tumbling to the floor, but I didn’t stop to apologize or help him pick up his scattered papers.

His muttered, ‘jerk’ would have normally gotten him a bloody nose, but the asshole all up in Addilyn’s personal space kept my rage focused.

She saw me first, her eyes widening. Grabbing hold of the asshole’s arm, her mouth moved rapidly.

He glanced over his shoulder, took note of my approach, and grinned.

Stupid fuck.

With a wink, he sauntered the other way, escaping before I reached them.

“Would you knock it off with that caveman bullshit?” Addilyn slammed her locker door and glared up at me with sass in her eyes and tone of voice.

My dick twitched, my attention fully taken by her fire. “Goddamn, you make me hard.”

She smacked my chest and flounced away, leaving me staring after her and wishing I could grab my dick right there in the hallway.

Letting out a heavy grunted exhale, I turned back around, but the football captain had disappeared into class. I decided to give him a pass for providing me a second of Addilyn’s undivided, pissy attention.

After that period, I caught sight of Devon handing a note to my princess when they passed in the hallway. She flashed him that smile I’d only snagged a partial piece of. Liberally. Like she really meant it.

Like he deserved it.

Fucker.

Devon smirked my way. Fucking winked at me, the arrogant little shit.

Same thing happened after sixth period, and I stalked up her ass the second we exited the building out into the cold afternoon.

Wind bit at my face, but I didn’t feel it—I was too damn focused on the short skirt the wind blew tight against Addilyn’s juicy ass. Couldn’t really blame the guys for wanting a taste. With a backside as curvy as that, what hot-blooded male wouldn’t?

Fuckers. If anyone so much as touched her…

“Would you just stop,” she snapped at me once she slid into my car and slammed the passenger door shut.

“What?” I muttered, glaring while pulling out of my assigned parking spot.

“Being such a jackass!” She snuggled into her heavy coat, knees pressed tight together against the cold.

I eyed thighs that should have been allowed to be covered by pants considering the goddamn frigid as fuck weather. Goosebumps raised areas of her skin, and I gripped the steering wheel tight to keep from reaching over and rubbing them away.

“How am I being a jackass?” I asked, going for nonchalant even though I needed to blow off some steam with either a fist to a face or a fist around my cock.

“You’re scaring all my friends away.”

“Since when is that jock from the football team your friend?”

“Well, he’s a newer friend,” she reasoned with a saucy tilt of her chin.

“Uh huh. He scared off easily enough, but he’s not the one I really want gone for good.”

“Devon?”

I glanced over at her, her narrowed gaze making my chub swell to full-on ready to fuck. Rather than reply, I returned my attention to the road.

“He’s going to be my sweet sixteen, you know.”

A muscle in my jaw ticked.

“I’ve been saving my first kiss for him, on my birthday.”

Not if I stole it first…

I forced my tensed body to relax, my mind spinning like a motherfucker. Knowing her, even though she definitely wanted my mouth on hers, she would cry foul.

Too young,I reminded myself, my jaw aching from grinding my teeth.

She didn’t speak again, and I left her to her silence, wondering not for the first time how I could get under her skin and poke, prod.

Should have gotten all up in Jenny’s ass every second I could, but the wedding day smile had fucking wrecked my ability to focus on the plans I’d made to ruin Addilyn’s life.

I followed her ass up the winding staircase, wishing I could bury my face between her asscheeks less than five feet from my face, swishing back and forth with every step upward. Crowding a bit too close earned me a hiss over her shoulder, and damn if my dick didn’t leak in my jeans.

“What?” I asked with a smirk, so goddamn in love with making her angry, I wanted to laugh.

She narrowed her eyes and jerked back around, finding the landing.

I stayed on her ass all the way to her bedroom door.

“Do you mind?” she growled the words over her shoulder at me.

“Not at all,” I said, inches away from her backside.

She grabbed the door’s handle, and I reached past her to close my fist atop hers.

“Let me pull that stick out of your ass,” I whispered against her ear, ready to beg.

Her gulp, the shudder that made her body shiver over my front caused my dick to strain, and I bit back a groan.

“You smell like a fresh peach—and I’m so goddamn hungry, princess.” A lick over the shell of her ear earned me a barely-there headbutt to the nose, and I grunted, whipping my head back but pushing her full on against the closed door.

Face to the side and cheek on the oak panel, she parted her lips, her eyelashes fluttering shut.

I eyed the corner of her mouth.

Pressed my dick along the top curve of her ass, lower lip between my teeth to keep from moving my hips and grinding against her.

“Don’t,” she whispered, her breath sweet like cherries—Swedish Fish.

“Don’t what?” I asked, swiping my thumb over my nose to check for blood from her attempted headbutt.

“Don’t take what isn’t yours.”

“That first kiss?” I asked, lowering my face once more, a goddamn breath away from her lips.

We both panted, and every muscle in my body screamed to let loose on her. Her sweet peach scent swarmed my nose, spun my goddamn brain.

“Please,” my princess whispered, “don’t.”

I hesitated, so fucking tempted, but swallowing against the rage to ravish, I pulled away. Pushing distance between us that fucking zinged with lust whether she wanted to admit to it or not didn’t come easy, but I managed.

“One day, princess,” I muttered, my voice strained, “you’re going to be begging me for the opposite.”

“In your dreams,” she spat and slipped into her room, slamming the door so damn fast, I didn’t have time to blink.

“Daytime fantasies too,” I hollered so she’d hear the truth of what she did to me.

Perhaps I wouldn’t be so quick to head south come graduation.

I ambled down the hallway toward my bedroom, chuckling as my bathroom door slammed and clicked from the inside.

She could lock me out of both her bedroom and her mind, but for how long?

And would sticking around be worth the aggravation of living under the same roof as Dad?

I considered the idea until the next morning when she stomped down the stairs, ready for school. “You so much as touch me, and I swear to fucking God, Gideon Destil, I’ll tell your father. I’ll tell the sheriff—and you’ll end up in jail while his son and I take all of each other’s firsts!” Fire blazed in her eyes, giving me yet another chub. “Mess with me and I’ll ruin you!”

A flounce of her hair and the little bitch let herself out the door, leaving me laughing after her.

Goddamn, did she get me going, but I guessed I wouldn’t be touching until after her birthday.

That didn’t mean I had to sit back and let Devon have that first kiss once she was no longer jailbait though.