"You think you're funny?" I tease his lips, holding myself up with one hand beside his head while I reach down between us to grip his cock. “I can hurt you, too, big brother.”

He smirks, the cocky prick.

But fuck, he's hot in the mornings.

His messy hair is even messier than usual, dark brown strands falling over his forehead and sticking up in all directions. A light stubble covers his perfectly square jaw and I run my tongue over it, squeezing his cock when it jerks in my hand. A deep groan leaves his throat and I smirk, snatching his bottom lip between my teeth and sliding down on him in the same beat. I grind on him slowly, teasing him with my pussy and my mouth, enjoying myself when his sexy eyes darken to that deep shade of blue that has my walls clenching. I take his mouth with mine and scrape my nails over his back and shoulders, satisfied with myself when he hisses and jolts beneath me.

“You wanna play tit for tat, baby?” He teases, sliding his hands over my back to grip my ass. “Fine by me.”

I squeeze my eyes shut when he smacks me, biting my own bottom lip to muffle my scream when he grips me harder and takes me how he wants me. His hips slam up into mine and I drop my face to his shoulder, pulling his hair and biting his neck when he fucks me without remorse.He growls like a madman and chokes me with his fucking fingers, then he moves them down to my ass and teases my tightest hole, pushing a little bit but never sliding inside.

“Do it.” I rasp, running my nails through his hair. “I can take it.”

He pulls back at that to look at me, once again searching for my truth, so I grip his jaw and twist his neck to the side, dipping my head to bite him in warning.

Don't do that.

His jaw ticks but he does as he's told, sliding a single finger inside me and wrapping my hair around his fist to force my eyes back to his.

I glare and he glares back.

Then he smashes his mouth on mine and crooks his finger. My eyes roll and I breathe hard, meeting his hips hit for hit while he fucks me until my thoughts fall away from me.

“Come for me, punk.” He demands, sliding a second finger inside me and taking my pulse between his teeth.

“Oh my fucking- Damon!” I scream, coming so hard I lose any and all dignity I had left.

He covers my mouth with his hand to shut me up and I shake uncontrollably, feeling his cock throb and pulse inside me while he groans and comes right along with me. I face plant the pillow beneath his head and roll over to lie beside him, pulling some much needed air into my lungs while I study the ceiling a moment.Same as last night, he doesn't bother to ask me stupid questions he knows I won't answer, but he makes no move to leave either.

“You're gonna be late for school.”

He laughs lightly, spinning on me to pin my body with his. “Try all you like, punk. I want you, I'm taking you, and I'm keeping you.” He says simply, teasing my lip ring with his teeth. “Mine.”

I frown, ignoring the stupid skip in my heart. “I'm leaving in two months.”

“Not if I tie you to a chair.” He jokes, gently prying my fist from my locket to interlock my fingers with his.

I have no fucking clue what to say to that so I say nothing, sliding my eyes to the nightstand when I hear my burner phone buzzing with a text. A couple beats of heated silence pass and then he moves, trying to snatch it before I can. Luckily I'm closer, so I grab the little brick and roll over onto my stomach to hide it beneath my body. I delete the message before he can see it and he spins me back, pinning me down by my throat.

“What the fuck are you hiding?” He snaps, glaring when I grin because his anger still gets me every damn time.

So fucking sexy.

“Tell me where you get the cash.”

“Relax, big brother.” I smirk, shoving him back to slide from beneath him. “I'm not about to charge you by the hour.”

He glares some more, watching me closely while I throw my baggy t-shirt back on and bend to grab my joint from the floor.

“That's not why I’m mad and you know it.”

I shrug, taking my headphones from the side to walk out onto the balcony for my morning ritual.

I know damn well why he’s mad.

I’m just choosing to ignore it.

Chapter 18