Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

There’s nothing wrong with her, the stupid fucker. She’s fucking flawless.

“JJ,” he says mockingly, leaning in even further like he’s about to tell me a secret. “Wanna fuck?”

She’s fucking amazing. A pretty little princess who drives a pristine white Tesla to match her disgustingly pristine life, but still amazing all the same.

It’s a keychain, a purple one in the shape of that smirking devil emoji Kian uses all the time. Still confused, I open the only birthday card I got this year and read the note written on the inside. Smile, princess.

There’s always next year.

Something about her just calls to me in a way I’ve never experienced before. She looks so put together and fake and trapped and so fucking hot I can’t stand it.

She looks like mine.

“Kiss me.” “What?” she chokes out. “Why?” “Why?” I echo, laughing lightly when I realize she’s actually expecting an answer to that. “Maybe I like you.”

“Or maybe you just wanna fuck a princess,” she fires back, crossing her arms over her chest with her head cocked to the side.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,”

“And to answer your question.. yeah, it’s gonna feel fucking amazing when it touches your clit.”

“Hey, Jordyn?” “It’s JJ,” she grits out, stopping half way up the front steps to face me fully. “You were wrong before.” “About what?” “I don’t want a princess,” I tell her, shamelessly moving my eyes over her sexy little outfit. “That little devil inside you? I wanna play with her.”

“When you become mine,” he says, dipping his head to run his tongue bar over my bottom lip. “I’m gonna make you moan with this, then I’m gonna pin you down on your

back and fuck this needy little pussy until you come all over my dick. Twice.”

“Listen here, you little pussy,” he warns, barely moving when Noah tries to shove him back. “Say shit like that to her again and I’ll break your fucking nose.”

“It’s just.. do you want me to go change into something more.. I don’t know, less? Or more? You didn’t tell me what to wear and now I feel a little overdressed.” “Do you wanna change?” “I don’t–” I cock my head and she shuts her mouth, somehow reading my mind without me having to say it. Speak your words, Jordyn James. “Uh, no,” she admits, her cheeks heating the way I know they do when she’s embarrassed. “I like this one.” “Then no, I don’t want you to change,”

“You’re perfect just the way you are, Jordyn. Don’t let any fucker tell you different.”

I’d kill for her to let me put a bar through that hot little tongue of hers, to have her look up at me from her knees while she licks the length of my cock with it.

lick the valley between her breasts and she whimpers, automatically rolling her hips out to fuck my hand. “Good girl,” I whisper, stealing another kiss from her mouth before I move down to lie between her legs. “Get up on your elbows and watch me eat your pussy.”

“Stop doing that.”

“Doing what?” she asks, frowning when I move up to crowd her space. “That.” I flick her navel, brushing her hair behind her ear when I catch the sadness in her eyes. “Fuck, baby, don’t you know how perfect your body is?”

“Breathe out.”

Right then, I decide I’m keeping her for myself, mostly because I want to but also because fuck this.

“You slept over.” “I know.” “You do that with all the girls you go home with?” “No,”

“I wanted to take you for breakfast.” “Why?” “I don’t know.” He frowns, seeming just as confused by the fact as I am. “Wanna bail on your nice mom and sneak out with me instead? I’ll buy you pancakes.”

“I don’t want her, baby. She’s got nothing on the way I feel about you.” “How do you feel about me?” “Like I wanna kiss you until you can’t breathe.”

Xander smirks at me and I smirk back, taking the hand between my legs to move it down to my pussy. He slides two fingers inside me and I tighten my grip on his hair, pulling him in to encourage him to kiss me again. “You love this, don’t you?” he whispers, so quiet I can barely hear him. “Me getting you off when you know we could get caught any second now. It makes you wild.”

Unknown: I want you bent over the hood of my car with your skirt flipped up over your ass.

Jordyn: When? Xander: I’ll pick you up at four. Xander: Ditch the thong,

Xander: I dare you.

“Where are we?” “Does it matter?” I tease, leaning over the inner console to run my finger over her bare thigh. “It’s pretty.” “You’re pretty,”

“It’s just us, princess,” I say quietly, taking her hand in mine to link our fingers together. I kiss each of her knuckles

“Feel good?” “Yeah,” she rasps, but she’s lying and I know it. I laugh lightly and lean over her to tangle my fingers in her hair, gently pulling her head back to speak in her ear. “How many times did you fake it for him?” She tenses at that, awkwardly shifting her hips beneath mine. “What?” “It’s okay, baby, you can tell me,” I whisper, moving my mouth down to her neck to kiss her there. “I won’t tell anyone.”

but I don’t miss the way she turns her head to the side to hide the amusement there. Fuck, I love that look on her face. I’m pretty sure what I feel for her borders obsession, an unfamiliar need to be around her as much as I possibly can. I don’t know how she’s managed to rein me in like this when she doesn’t even like me half the time, but I don’t hate it, so I don’t fight it.

Xander: Fuck. Xander: You look so hot it hurts.

“You don’t even need my fingers, do you, baby?” he asks, somehow knowing I’m on the edge without me having to tell him. “You gonna come on my tongue?”

“I won’t force you to eat anything you don’t want,” he says quietly, dipping his head to speak in my ear. “And no, I don’t want you to leave. I’d keep you here every night if you’d let me.”

I’ve fucked a lot of girls since I lost my virginity to some faceless stranger the day of my brother’s funeral, but none of them made me feel the way she does. I liked having her in my bed the other night, wearing my shirt, her hot body pressed right up against mine beneath the sheets.

I want more. So much fucking more.

“Xan,” she says quietly, not looking up from her laptop while she continues to tap away on it. “Yeah, baby?” “Why ...

He likes buying me treats I can’t have and I like having them, mostly because they taste good but also because fuck it, what my mother doesn’t know won’t hurt her.

“What do you think you’re doing?” “Showing you how happy you look right now,” he says simply, turning the camera around to show me the picture he just took of us together.

“Fuck, Jordyn,” I grit out, leaning over her to drag her lip out between my teeth. “Rub your clit and feel how wet you are for me.” She reaches down between us and does as she’s told, her mouth parting while she plays with herself. She tips her head back and I take full advantage, sliding my tongue between her lips to tease her with my piercing. She moans

I accidentally stumbled upon the girl I want for life at eighteen years old and I’m fucking keeping her. Indefinitely.

He doesn’t know that creepy horror movies make her hot or that she likes the marshmallows beneath the cream or that she’s insecure about her body thanks to the endless amount of times people have tried to tear her down to their level. He doesn’t know about the pictures or Washington or that this bullshit life she’s been forced into is killing her slowly, day by fucking day.

He doesn’t know her like I do. No one does.

“I wanna go again.” “Already?” He nods, pulling me in to press his lips to my ear. “You gonna let me fuck you up against the wall in your rich girl shower?”

“I think you’re jealous,” he teases, dipping his head to drag my bottom lip out through his teeth. “And even though it makes my dick really fucking hard, you have no fucking reason to be. I want you, Jordyn James. Even when you’re not looking, you’re all I want.”

“Is that right?” I draw out, struggling to hide the way my heart skips all the damn beats. “And if I dared you to kiss another girl?” “I’d lose the game,”

“No, you wouldn’t.” “Dare me, then,”