Teaching My Bookworm Stepsister

Kapri's P.O.V.

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My phone buzzed on the table. I looked at it to see a text from Josh. How did he get my number?

Josh: Hey cutie, it's Josh. Where are you?

Me: I told you I had an after-school thing. How did you get my number?

Josh: I know, but I thought I could come sit with you. Keep ya company.

Okay, don't answer how you got my number. I bet it was probably Molly. She was way too excited about my date with Josh.

Me: I'm in the library. You can come, if you promise to be quiet.

Josh: Okay (: Be right there.

Josh must have been close. It was not even five minutes later that he plopped down on the seat next to mine. He didn't say a word either. Josh just kissed my cheek, and played on his phone.

I struggled to get my work done though. The silence is more awkward than I thought it would be. I assumed that it would be fine since it was when Maverick sat with me, but this is different.

Josh isn't even touching me, or paying attention to me at all. Yet, I feel strange. I tried to just focus on my work instead.

Why is it always so different with Maverick?

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"You ready now?" Josh asked as I gathered up some books.

"Yeah, just have to put these away, and drop this by the office," I said.

"Kay." Josh replied as he went back to his phone.

Not gonna help me, I guess. Maverick helped me. Maybe Maverick has raised my standards.

Ugh, listen to me. Maverick Penton raising my standards? Yeah right.

Why do I even keep comparing everything Josh does to Maverick? They're different people, with different ways of thinking. I should be happy. At least Josh doesn't bully me.

Josh and I walked to the office. He chatted to me about his day while I just listened. Josh didn't ask me a thing either.

When Maverick and I are alone, he always keeps the conversation flowing. I'm actually surprised now that he doesn't talk about himself as much as Josh. Maybe Josh is just nervous. I mean, Maverick doesn't like me, but Josh seems like he does. Maybe he's so nervous that he's rambling.

I handed my homework to Carol, who gave Josh a bright smile. Even the office workers like Josh better than Maverick. So why can't I?

My eyes went wide at my own thoughts.

I do not like Maverick. Or Josh. Hell, it's hard enough just to like myself.

"Let me get that for you cutie." Josh said as he opened the car door for me.

"Thank you." I said with a smile.

That's something Maverick doesn't do. However, he put his helmet on me that one time, and took it off. I'm sure I could have figured it out on my own.

Josh got into the driver's seat, and we were off to dinner.

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"Did you enjoy the food?" Josh asked once we got back into his car.

"Yeah, it was... different than what I was expecting though." I said honestly.

"Why's that?" He asked.

"Well.." I trailed off.

Truth is, the place was ridiculously expensive. It was fancier than any place I've ever been to. I felt like we were extremely dressed down too. The food was really good though.

"I just.. didn't expect two teenagers to go on a date to a restaurant like that." I said.

"Well, I was trying to impress you," Josh said with a bright smile.

I couldn't help but smile back at him. We're in line at the movie theater waiting to get our tickets and popcorn. This date hasn't been too bad, but Josh is kind of weird.

At dinner he insisted on sharing our plates. He moved his chair closer to mine too. Then he fed me. Like we're some kind of couple in our honeymoon phase. It was strange, and I'm not sure I liked it.

Are dates usually like that?

Josh did keep up the conversation though. He stopped talking about himself as much, although most of our conversation revolved around him. I think I stopped having a good time when he asked me what college I wanted to go to. When I told him about Harvard, he literally laughed, and told me 'good luck with that'.

What a jerk.

I definitely do not want to be with someone who doesn't support my dreams. No matter how out there they are. I don't need more discouragement in my life.

Still, I just bit my tongue, and tried to have a decent time.

"What are we seeing?" I asked.

"The new scary movie that just came out. I hear there's lots of gore," Josh replied.

A gorey movie.. I do not like gorey movies. I barely like scary movies. I can't stomach all the fake blood and vomit.

Figures that Josh wouldn't even ask me if that was okay.

Josh got our tickets. He paid for our popcorn and drinks. Then we walked to the theater. There aren't too many people here, thankfully.

Josh took the lead, and marched up the steps. He went up almost as high as we could go. I frowned as he made it into an aisle.

I prefer sitting closer to the screen, but I guess this is fine.

I sat down next to Josh, and put my drink in the cup holder. I took off my jacket, and laid it on the back of my chair.

That was when I noticed him.

My eyes went wide as I stared at Maverick. What is he doing here? Did he follow us?

Maverick is sitting two aisles behind us, in the very back. He looks really pi.ssed off. Like majorly pi.ssed. I don't think I've ever seen him look so... scary..

Maverick leaned up in his seat, and my heart skipped a beat. The lights lowered, and the movie started. I was just about to turn back around when Maverick tapped on his phone while looking at me still.

I pulled my phone out to see I had a text from him.

Dillhole: Bathroom. Now.

I gulped after I read it.

Dillhole: Now Kapri. I will make a scene.

Sh.it.

I peeked behind me to see Maverick pull up the hood of his black sweatshirt. He got up, and walked down the steps. When he got to the bottom, his eyes met mine one last time. There was warning in his eyes. "I-I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom." I whispered to Josh.

"Kay." He replied unbothered.

I slipped out of the theater, and went to the bathroom. At this movie theater, the bathrooms are in the basement. It's an old historical building, and they made sure to keep things the way they are as much as they could.

I was walking slowly, trying to keep an eye out for Maverick. Someone came up behind me, and wrapped a hand over my mouth. Terror consumed me as I was pulled into the single family restroom. Then my front was pushed up to the door. "You have a lot of explaining to do, Kapri." Maverick seethed in my ear.

Goosebumps rose on my skin.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here with Josh?" He asked angrily.

Maverick still has his hand over my mouth. I pulled at it, but he wouldn't move. Instead, he just pushed his body into mine.

"I don't think I should give you a chance to explain." He said, slightly less angry.

Maverick let me go, and spun me around. I stared up at him with a mix of fear and anticipation. Why do I suddenly feel better now that I'm with him?

"You wore a skirt today." Maverick said as he twirled the ends of my black skirt. "Did you do it because of your date?"

I really didn't, but I'm not sure if Maverick would believe me at this point.

"You don't plan to let Josh have easy access, do you?" He asked.

I gave him a confused look. What does that mean?

Maverick's jaw ticked as he stared at me. Then he took a step back. I immediately missed the warmth of his body.

"Pull your panties down." He ordered as he undid his jeans.

"W-what?" I breathed out.

"Pull them down, Kapri." He ordered again.

When I still didn't move, Maverick huffed.

"You're being naughty, Kapri," he said.

Then he took a step towards me, and wrapped a hand around my throat.

"You need to be punished for being naughty." He said lowly.

A moan slipped past my lips.

"Now pull your damn panties down," he said.

Maverick didn't move away from me this time. My body is so hot already just from his words. I reached under my skirt to push my panties down. I tried to get them past my knees, but Maverick stopped me. "There is fine." He said. "Now, spit in your hand." He ordered.

This time, I did what I was told immediately.

"Good girl." Maverick praised me, causing me to moan again. "Now, wrap that hand around my co.ck." He ordered.

I hesitantly wrapped my hand around Maverick's large co.ck. It feels bigger than it looks. I'm surprised that he's hard with how angry he was.

"You know what to do, Kapri, you saw how I liked it last night. So go on, start moving." Maverick ordered lowly.

I started to pump my hand as my body shivered. Maverick still has his hand wrapped around my throat. The more I run my hand and fingers across his co.ck, the hotter I get. I wish I was on top of him. I want to feel something too. "M-Maverick.." I whispered.

"No." He stated. "I'm not touching you. This is punishment, Kapri, not play time."

I started to pump Maverick faster.

Why do I like it when he's so demanding? I want him to squeeze my neck harder. I want him to feel how wet I am.

"H-harder." I begged.

"What?" Maverick asked as I moved my hand even faster.

I wrapped my free hand around his wrist, and looked deep into his eyes.

"Harder.. please.." I said.

Maverick smirked at me. He squeezed my neck a little harder, and I moaned again. I moved my hand faster. I pinched the tip of his co.ck.

"W-will you c.um on my face?" I asked.

Maverick chuckled.

"No, keep going. I'm almost there." He said.

I moved faster. Maverick moved his hand on my throat to push his thumb into my mouth. I nibbled on the tip, and then Maverick shuddered. His c.um spurted out of him all over my thighs, and in my panties. I kept moving my hand, but Maverick stopped me as his body twitched.

Maverick took a step back from me, and I looked down. Then Maverick grabbed my panties, and pulled them up.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked.

"Your punishment is to wear me. For the rest of this, sorry excuse for a fu.cking date. Oh, and one more thing," he said.

Maverick yanked down the top of my shirt. He latched onto the top of my b****t and sucked. Then he moved to the next one.

"Now," Maverick whispered in my ear. "Come home soon, I'm not done with you yet."

With that, Maverick left me in the bathroom, wondering what the hell just happened.