Teaching My Bookworm Stepsister

Kapri's P.O.V.

"My turn," I said.

Then I smashed my lips to Maverick's. God, this feels so good. Especially after how worked up he just made me.

I'm happy Maverick was here waiting for me. That he was angry with me. Part of me feels like I might do something like this again just to get another punishment. I'm loving this.

I didn't like that Maverick was so angry at first. I liked what we did in the bathroom, but I was confused when he left. Maverick was clearly pi.ssed off that I was on a date, but.. Why did he just leave?

It was all I thought about for the rest of the movie. I don't even remember anything about the stupid movie because of Maverick. I was confused, and... disappointed.

The truth is, part of me really wanted Maverick to whisk me away. That he would tell Josh that he's taking me home, and to fu.ck off. I blame Josh for being such a boring date.

Maverick pulled his lips from mine. I tried to pull him back to me, but he refused. He grabbed my hands, and pulled them from his face.

"No." He stated.

"No?" I asked.

"Not your turn. Not tonight." Maverick said.

My jaw dropped.

"N-not tonight?" I asked incredulously. "After all of that? I don't get anything?"

"You did get something. A fu.cking date." He replied.

"Th-that's not.." I huffed. "That's not fair." I whined out like a brat.

Maverick raised a brow at me.

"Kapri-"

"Maybe I should just call Josh back," I interrupted.

My eyes went wide as I slapped my hand over my mouth. It just.. slipped out. I didn't mean it.

Maverick's eyes went hard. His grip on my hips tightened tremendously. I'm pretty sure I'm going to have bruises.

"What the fu.ck did you just say?" He asked dangerously.

"I-I didn't mean it, Maverick." I tried.

Maverick scoffed.

"What do I care if you did? You want to be a wh.ore for everyone, go ahead. I was just trying to help you. I see now you'll just take what you can get." He said. My bottom lip jutted out.

"Don't fu.cking look at me like that. What are you even sad for? Because I won't let you c.um? How much of a wh.ore are you Kapri?" Maverick bit out.

With every question, his grip on me tightened. I winced by the time he was done speaking. I don't want to say anything and make him more angry. Why do I even care anyway? It's just Maverick. He's bullied me my whole life. This is no different.

"Are you going to answer me?" Maverick spat.

Maverick's grip got even tighter, making me groan. I grabbed his wrists as I looked away from his face. I really fu.cked up, but this hurts. "Please stop." I whispered.

"Stop? You were just begging me to keep going." He replied.

That grip is definitely going to leave marks.

"I'll let go when you answer me," Maverick stated. "So tell me, will you just give it to anyone? If you weren't covered in my c.um for the majority of your date, would you have let Josh up here? How much of a wh.ore are you Kapri? Huh? Tell me."

Tears sprung into my eyes. Not just from the pain in my sides, but from Maverick's words. I really didn't mean to say what I said. I shouldn't have done it, and I know that's not an excuse, but.. I hate the tone he's using to talk to me. It's different than his normal irritation or teasing tone.

I'm not sure why I'm so upset in the first place. I would expect nothing less from Maverick Penton. In fact, I don't understand what he's even so mad about. It's not like I mean anything to him.

"What do you care?" I mumbled.

"What? Speak up." Maverick ordered.

I looked back at him as tears started to fall from my eyes. I glared at him through the tears.

"What do you care? Does it really matter to you who I'm with? It's not like you care about me at all. I'm just someone to have fun with to you. So, why do you care who I sleep with? Who I kiss? What's it matter to you?" I asked.

I sniffled, and wiped the tears from my cheeks.

I tried to wiggle off of Maverick. He squeezed my sides even tighter, causing me to groan and wince again. Damn, that hurts.

"Sh.it Kapri, I'm sorry." Maverick said as he loosened his grip.

I took a deep breath as the pain subsided some.

"I didn't realize how hard I was-"

"Shut up." I interrupted him. "Just shut your stupid mouth."

I tried to wipe the tears away, but they wouldn't stop. I hate this. Why am I even this upset?

I tried to push off of Maverick, but he held me to him. Not as tightly as before, but enough that I can't move. He grabbed the back of my head, and pushed me down to his shoulder. Then he moved his hands under my shirt. He started to rub the sore spots gently. "I'm so sorry Kapri. I really am. I know you didn't mean to say it okay? I'm sorry that I overreacted. I'm sorry that I hurt you. Please stop crying." He said.

There's a genuiness in his voice that I've never heard before. I don't understand it. Does he just feel bad that he made me cry?

"I hate you." I said, sniffling.

"I know," Maverick said sadly.

"A lot." I said as I clung to him.

"I know," he said again.

Why isn't he saying it back?

"Would it make you calm down if I said you can c.um tonight?" Maverick asked.

I pulled back to give him an incredulous look.

"The mood is a bit ruined now, don't ya think?" I replied.

Maverick reached a hand up to swipe a tear from my cheek. He gave me a small, amused smile. Like he knows something I don't.

"Yeah, I guess it is. I'm sorry." He said.

I wiped my nose on the back of my hand.

"I'm sorry too," I said.

"Don't be sorry, Kapri. You never have to apologize to me," Maverick said.

I gave him a confused look.

"What I said was out of line. Even if we aren't... dating. We are still doing stuff together. I shouldn't have said that to you," I said.

"You were just pent up. You thought that if you made me mad again, that we could do more. I get it Kapri. It's okay." He said.

"Well, if you can forgive me so easily, then I can forgive you," I stated.

Maverick shook his head, but I interrupted him before he could start.

"You were just angry about what I said. You've been.. doing stuff with me, and you had every right to be angry about me possibly being with other people. We might not be in a relationship, but it's still important to know who else your partner is with. Even if you're only fu.ck buddies." I said.

Maverick stared at me for a moment. Then he rested his forehead on mine.

"Alright, so all is better now?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "I feel better now."

I moved to snuggle into Maverick's neck. He smells so good. I hate it. I hate him. So much.

I hate how annoying he is, and how se.xy he is. I hate that he has to follow me everywhere and boss me around. I hate that I'm drawn to him, and that I listen to his demands. I hate how comfortable I feel around him. I hate how he makes me feel at ease when he's Am I.. developing feelings for Maverick?

near.

I pulled back to look Maverick in his eyes. He pushed some of my hair out of my face, and tucked it behind my ear. I brushed my fingers over his lips.

"I want to do it," I said.

Maverick's eyes widened.

"Do it?" He asked. "Your offer," I said.

"Oh, that." He mumbled.

"I.. think you were right. Besides, apparently, I'm more comfortable around you than anyone else. I don't care what you think of me. So.. let's do it. Teach me everything, Maverick," I said.

Maverick smiled as he ran his thumb across my cheek.

"Alright, if that's what you want," he said.

What I want.. What does he want?

"I have rules," I said.

"Of course you do." Maverick grumbled.

Why do I like it when he's annoyed with me?

"N-neither of us can sleep with anyone else." I started. "If I want to date, I will though. I won't ever go further than a kiss. You shouldn't either." I said.

Maverick's jaw ticked.

Is he upset?

"Fine." He said.

"We have to keep it a secret," I said.

"Like anyone would believe you anyway, nerd." He teased.

Why does that make me happy?

I stared into Maverick's eyes, trying to figure out what was going on inside of my heart and my brain. I feel weird. Different.

Is this because he gave me my first o****m? Is it because I liked kissing him? Maybe it's the way he got mad over me, like he was jealous?

Or maybe I felt this way before, and just didn't know it?

"Any other demands, your majesty?" Maverick teased.

"W-we should talk about when this ends," I said.

"I just figured it would end at graduation. With you going to Harvard and all," he said.

Maverick really believes I'll get in?

"If you want to end it before that, then we can. We can stop whenever you want, Kapri," he said.

"So, you'll give in to my demands?" I asked.

Please say yes.

"Yes," Maverick said with a smile. "I give in to you always."