Page 84 of A Foster Fling

I wonder if that’s what she looked like when I wasinsideof her.

What the hell are you talking about?I shouldn’t have been inside of her to begin with. I’m her damn brother.

“She’s not mine,” I blurt out.

“What?”

Shaking my head, my chest constricts, and something sharp cuts across my skin. My hands run all over but nothing is there. I swear it felt like a cut, a tear.What the hell is going on?

When did I stand up? Melanie’s eyes are on me, caged in by my naked body.

“You’re such a good girl, Mel.” It’s my voice, but it’s not me. I try to force my head to shake, force my body to step away from her, but it does the exact opposite.

“Jada?”

“That’s right. You know who you belong to.”

“What did you do to Jaiden?”

My mouth snarls and my teeth ache. “Don’t fucking say his name. Not when you’re here withme.”

“I-I don’t understand.”

“You don’t need to.” My cock is rock hard again, making me lightheaded with hunger.

It’s like I’m watching myself from afar when the eyes are still mine—watching my hands rip her towel off, exposing her naked tits to me. My teeth ache—oh does it ache, and it drives me with a desperate need.

My mouth covers her nipple and my heart aches with how she cradles my face.I need to stop this. We shouldn’t be doing this! Fucking stop!

Falling to my knees, I wrap my arms around her middle and bury my face against her stomach. She shouldn’t see me like this.A nutcase.One who can’t even control his own body, his own emotions. What the hell is happening to me?

Her hands run through my hair and my cheeks become wet. Why are they wet? Is my body shaking?

Shut up!

Fuck!

Rubbing my head against her even harder, I try to will the confusion away, but it only makes it worse. Her smell is ingrained into my nostrils. Hunger and shame assault me.What the fuck does that even mean?

“What’s going on?” Her voice is so soft, if it wasn’t for the rumble against my face, I probably wouldn’t have heard it. She shouldn’t pity me. She should fuckinghateme.Ihateme!

Standing up, I sneer at her face. Fuck this look.Hate me!

“You did this to me.”

She’s got the innocent act down pat. “What?”

“I’m fucking tired of your mind games, Melanie.”

She scowls and it makes me feel a fraction better. “Don’t turn this shit around on me, Jaiden. Jada. Whoever the fuck it is!”

“Don’t say that name! That’s not me!”

“What the hell am I supposed to think?”

Growling, I punch the wall beside her head and bring my face nose to nose with hers. She doesn’t flinch. Her eyes burn with the emotions I want her to feel.That’s right.This is how it’s supposed to be. This is the only way it should be.

“You need to hate me as much as I hate you…princess.”