Forbidden yearning

CHAPTER 7 - CAUGHT IN THE ACT

Lillian’s POV

My mother opened slightly but no words were coming out. I fell mute as I started at Micheal completely unable to utter a word.

My brain instantly went blank at his sudden question and I couldn't even come up with something to say.

“So you don't like me?” He asked again, taking a step closer to me, his hands still in his pocket.

“I think I need to speak with my mom,” I uttered instantly, fixing my gaze straight ahead, determined not to spare him another glance as I walked past him.

“Can I talk to you for a few minutes?” My mom's voice made me pause in my tracks. She came closer to me and stretched her left hand towards me, taking my right hand in hers.

“Mom I need to tell you something,” I said then sighed deeply, preparing myself for what I was about to say “ I know I haven't been behaving myself since this week started and I've been a pain in the ass and I'm sorry”

“Hey dear, I'm sorry but all this is not entirely your fault. I know how much you loved your dad and how hard it was for you to get yourself and your life back when he died but I hope you understand that I'm still young and I also need a shoulder to cry on if I'm ever sad or_”

She just stopped talking and sighed deeply “I'm sorry for being too busy to not be there for you. I'm sorry for yelling and I'm sorry for not being there for you and saying mean things to you” she apologized then pouted her lips, staring at me with him tears gathering in her eyes “Is mama forgiven?” she asked, holding my hand tightly

“Yes, I forgive you,” I said, a little happy that she dared to apologize.

Mom dragged me closer to herself and engulfed me in a warm, comfortable hug. “My baby,” she said, holding me closer to herself and not letting me go.

“She needs to breathe, sunshine,” Micheal said, gently breaking the hug between me and my mom and wrapping his hands around her waist.

“I will go and arrange my things in my room,” I said.

“Okay, dear,” my mom replied, and I walked past them walking back to the house.

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We had just finished dinner, and throughout dinner, I could feel Micheal's eye on me. Whenever I raised my head from my food and fixed my gaze on him, I caught him staring at me with hunger in his eyes.

I was scared and uncomfortable. I might have had something with my stepdad, but it was just a one-night thing that my mind wouldn't ever want, but my body would gladly accept if given the opportunity.

“So Derick, I hear that you're going to be out of college in a year,” my mom said, trying to raise a conversation with Derick.

I rolled my eyes as I stretched my hand toward the glass cup in front of me on the table.

“Yes I will be leaving college soon and I look forward to it”

“That's nice. So how do you know my daughter?” Mom asked as I shot her a glare.

“We attended the same college,” Derick said, “and she is my girlfriend's best friend,” Derick said, wearing a smirk I so much wanted to wipe off his face with a punch.

“Ex-bestfriend” I corrected, rolling my eyes as I took another cup of water to cool down my growing anger.

“You're no longer friends with Cassandra?” My mom asked, staring at me in shock, and I nodded my head, giving her a positive response. “Why?”

“She betrayed me by sleeping with Derick,” I snapped, and the table instantly went silent.

I didn't like the conversation and I didn't want to talk about what Derick and Cassandra did to me. I hate Cassandra and I hate Derick.

My mom just fixed her gaze on Derick, staring at him with a mix of emotions that I couldn't discern

“I'm going to my room,” I said, then pushed the chair backward forcefully with my legs and took the stairs to my room.

I just climbed the bed and used the duvet to cover myself, hiding from the growing pain that spread in my heart.

It was going to take a long time before I completely forgot what Cassandra and Derick did to me. Mom's conversation with Derick did nothing but remind me of Derick and Cassandra's betrayal.

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LATE AT NIGHT

I couldn't sleep and I kept pacing on the bed. Grabbing my phone from the bedside lamp stool, I checked the time and it was almost midnight.

I was restless and was finding it hard to sleep. A faint knock on my door made me fix my gaze on it, unmoved by the sound.

The sound on the door came again and I rushed out of the bed to open the door.

“What are you doing here?” I asked after opening the door, my voice trembling as my gaze landed on Micheal whose eyes roamed the visible skin of my body.

He walked into my room slowly, making me take my hand off the doorknob and take two steps backward.

“ I came to see you,” he replied, then closed the door behind him, locking it from inside the room.

“Is this what you wear every night that you want to sleep?” He asked, his voice husky and deep as he began taking steps towards me.

His eyes gazed at me with a mix of lust, hunger, and need. I felt naked under his intense gaze, and I wished for the ground to open up so I could escape through the floor.

I gasped in shock as I felt his strong arm around my waist. “Do you think you can run away from me?” He asked, whispering in my ears and sending chills down my spine

I didn't like the way my heart raced whenever we were close but I enjoyed the attraction and closeness I always felt with him.

“You_you can't be….here” I stammered, avoiding to look at his eyes.

“I've missed you,” he said, his hands slowly walking their way up my hips, feeling my curves before squeezing my a**. “I've missed this soft and flawless body of yours,” his voice, his touch, and the closeness between us sent shivers down my spine.

I enjoyed the feeling of his hands against my body and I didn't want him to stop.

What are you doing Lillian? He is your f*****g step dad

My mind screamed at me, and I instantly snapped back to reality. “We shouldn't be doing this. We can't do this. What if someone walks in”

“The door is locked,” he said, then plastered a kiss on my bare shoulder. “I wanted to see you. I couldn't stop myself from coming here”

“Please let's just stop all these. I don't want to do anything that can get us in_” he captured my lips in his, silencing me instantly and thrusting his tongue into my mouth.

Every sense of reason evaporated through the windows of my mind. He grabbed my a** and began squeezing them hard, making a moan except from my lips. “I want you,” he said, then captured my lips in his again.

Wrapping my hand around his neck and drawing him closer to me, our kiss intensified and I moaned when his lips began walking down my neck

“Ahh f*ck,” I moaned when I felt his hand on my left b**bs.

“Lillian, are you in there?”