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March 4 - March 4, 2022
Saint grabs me by the shoulders, and he looks seconds away from going postal on my ass.
pretending I don’t see Neo’s hand moving under Mom’s skirt
“I know, babe.” He looks at me the way he used to look at me. With comfort, familiarity, adoration, respect, and love, and it fucking slays me inside.
Until he abandoned me and I lost the last parts of my soul.
“You have three minutes. Get your fucking shit, and let’s go.”
and I whizz by Saint’s vehicle
“Get naked or get out.”
“I think someone has a hero complex,” I tease. “I fucking mean it, Lo.”
“You want to peel it off me?” I taunt, taking a step toward Caz. “Fuck yeah.” He thrusts his hips forward, unbuttoning his jeans. “Come ride me, princess.”
Darrow would throw his own mother under the bus if he thought there was something in it for him.
I thrust her at Finn. “You deserve a fucking medal for putting up with that shit.
“My house,” he grits out. “My pussy.” He grabs my crotch through my dress. “My rules.”
A guitar propped against the wall surprises me, and I wonder if he’s any good or if it’s more for show.
“Commando, huh?” I say, impressed, as I begin stroking him.
and I know I have him by the balls. Literally.
“Sweet fucking Jesus. Do that again.”
“Dude, seriously?” Caz glares at his leader. “You couldn’t let me finish?”
Galen stops retreating, watching me with hostile desire, his green eyes sparking with heat, his nostrils flaring, as I bring the vibrator to the apex of my thighs.
Theo is propped against the door, his eyes not fixated on his tablet for once, also watching intently.
He hates his attraction to me as much as I hate my attraction to him.
If Saint was mad about Caz and me fucking, he will lose his shit if I seduce his cousin too.
when Saint cockblocks me for the second time tonight. “Has everyone lost their motherfucking minds?!”
“You want to fuck me, Saint, but you can’t, so no one else can have me either. Is that it?”
“You, I understand because you lose every brain cell when you’re smashed,” Saint says, poking his finger in Caz’s direction. “But you,” he adds, narrowing his eyes at Galen, “know better. Or is the venom all an act?”
“You know I hate the bitch, but she’s hot. Sue me if my dick got hard.”
At some point, Theo installed a camera behind the TV in my room, but I don’t remove it, enjoying tormenting them by prancing around my room naked at every opportune moment and indulging in a nightly live porn show involving various scraps of lingerie and an assortment of different dildos and vibrators.
so I open my mouth wide, keeping very still as he slides the muzzle past my lips. “Suck on it,” he commands,
Where Caz is turned on at the sight of me sucking a gun, Saint is aroused because I’m obeying him.
“I really hope I’m not wrong about you, princess,”
I'm so confused
“You’re every bit as fucked up as we are. Maybe more so.”
I climb up over him, straddling his thighs and pressing the sharp edge of my knife to his dick through the sheets.
“You’re not the only one who feels it, princess,” he says, running the tips of his fingers up my arm. “And I’m tired of fighting.”
I catch a glimpse of metal in his mouth. The tongue piercing is new.
It takes colossal willpower to ignore the feel of his growing erection under my ass, but I do because his words have thrown me.
“Let’s get one thing straight, Saintly. I’m a Westbrook, and I will never be a Lennox.
Saint holds himself deathly still. He’s scared to death I’ll lob off his precious dick.
“And your point is?” he says, trying to act blasé and failing miserably. I move my knife even lower, placing the blade against one side of his cock. I swear he stops breathing.
“You’re actually fucking serious?” I nod,
“You breathe a word to the others, and I’ll make you suffer,” he cautions, and I know I’ve got him right where I want him.
“The guy you end up falling for is going to be a lucky son of a bitch, because you truly are one of a kind, Harlow Westbrook.”
“C’mon, Lo. You’re gorgeous, intelligent, feisty, and you can hold your own. You think I don’t know they’re hitting on you? You think I don’t know about the tape?”
“You told your sister about me?” “Course I did.” He shoots me a cocky grin. “I tell her about all my crushes.”
I’ve noticed he doesn’t like it when I give the others attention,
“Then, you should’ve left the slut at home,” Galen supplies. “Because all she does is stir shit.”
The car screeches to a halt in the middle of the road,
“I don’t have to like him to have sex with him.”
“I’d take care of that for you if it wasn’t for the moody cockblocker in the driver’s seat.”
“You’re so much prettier when you agree.”
and stuffing it in the back waistband of my jeans. I feel heated eyes on me, and I look up. All four guys are watching me intently—even grumpy-ass Galen. “What?” “You sucking that gun is permanently etched into our retinas,” Caz says, earning a sharp look from his leader. “That was so fucking hot.” He adjusts himself in his jeans. “And now, I’m hard as a rock. Great.”
Just when I’ve decided I’ll probably die from boredom,
