Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

“Whatever you say, princess.”

looking up from beneath my lashes when I spot Xander walking through the door. He winks at me and drops down at his desk

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

“Does it matter?” I tease, leaning over the inner console to run my finger over her bare thigh.

“You’re pretty,” I tell her, grinning when she turns her head to look at me.

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

She leans over to tease my mouth with hers and I move my hand down to her ass, groaning quietly when I realize she’s taken her thong off like I told her to. “So fucking bad for me,” I whisper, gently dragging my short nails over her soft flesh.

seat. I squeeze her tiny waist and she runs her fingers through my hair, pulling my head back to take my mouth with a desperate kiss that drives me crazy.

I walk around to the front of the car and lie her down on the hood, leaning over her to loosen the knot in her tie. I pull it off and pop the buttons on her shirt, kissing her throat while I push it down over her shoulders. She wiggles her way out of it and tosses it to the side, wrapping her legs around my waist to pull my body down to hers.

fucking loving the way she drops her little good girl act for me and only me, but then she rubs her pussy against my zipper and I run out of patience.

“I’m not a liar, princess,” I inform her, running both hands over the backs of her thighs to push her skirt up over her ass. “Spread your legs out for me.”

I nod, fisting the base of my cock to tease her entrance with the tip. “You gonna let me in bare again?”

“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.”

“I’m gonna make this good for you,” I assure her, slowly dragging my teeth over the shell of her ear. “Hold on to me and tell me if it’s too deep, okay?”

I give her what she wants and fuck her a little harder, sliding my tongue over the pulsing vein beneath her flesh. Her pussy squeezes my cock and she moans, arching her back out to fuck me back hit for hit.

“Good girl,” I praise, lifting her up a bit to increase the pressure on her clit.

I blink and roll my hips out again, simultaneously getting her off with my fingers while I ride her through it. She comes loudly and I groan at the sight of her, rocking into her a few more times before my cock goes off inside her pussy.

“Maybe,” I agree, slowly moving my finger down to the waistband of her skirt at her hip. “But being bad with me feels pretty damn good, right?”

She hesitates, just like I knew she would, but then she shocks the shit out of me and takes the jacket from my hand. “Got any purple?”

The way she looks right now makes my dick hard, eager to push her back against the wall and wrap her legs around my waist,

“Baby, tell me.”

She takes the picture and drops her eyes to look at it, smiling to herself in a way that hurts my fucking heart. I don’t know what’s happening right now,

I smirk and catch up to her to snatch her waist, pulling her into me to back her up against the passenger side door. “You’re hot when you lie to me.”

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. I just hope she doesn’t rip my heart out and take it with her when she decides she’s done with me.

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

My heart skips a beat and I look around, raising a brow when I find him standing on the other side of Sienna’s kitchen with his phone in his hand and his eyes on me.

He smirks at that, looking me dead in the eye while he reaches down to adjust his dick in his jeans. My cheeks burn without permission and I fight a smile – I really fight it – but it seems I’m not as sly as I think I am.

Xander: You okay, princess? I chew my lip and look over my shoulder, smiling a little bit when I see him leaning back against the wall next to the back door.

A rare laugh bubbles out of me and I glance up at him, completely unprepared for the stupid ass look on his face. He’s staring at me like my goofy laugh is the best thing he’s ever seen, and I won’t deny it feels pretty damn good to be looked at like that.

As soon as my heels hit the porch, he locks an arm around my waist from behind and I squeal, giggling like a dumbass while he carries me down to his car parked on the driveway.

“Hey,” he says back, dipping his head to take my mouth with a kiss that steals my soul.

“I changed my mind,” he tells me, sliding his hands over my sides and down to my ass, curling his fingers beneath the hem of my dress. “Is this for me?”

“All for you, baby,” he rasps. “Come with me.”

“Bad girl,” he rasps, pulling my dress down to tease my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“You want me to lick it?” he asks, pulling my thong to the side to touch my pussy with his knuckle.

“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?”

“So fucking hot,” he praises, pushing my dress up a little further to expose my ribs.

“What is it, princess?” he asks, his tone laced with mock concern. “You need my cock already?”

He smirks and pulls his dick out, holding my eyes while he slides the tip over my clit. He lifts his hips up and pushes his way inside me, moaning when I purposely tighten my walls around him.

I do it again and he growls like a madman, linking our fingers together to pin my hands to the couch above my head. He smashes his mouth on mine and I bite his lips, roughly digging my nails into his knuckles to set him off. It works and he fucks me hard and deep, his cock piercing rubbing me just where I need it on every grind of his hips.

He sighs and sits down in the corner beside me, gently pulling my legs over his lap while he wraps his arm around my waist. “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.”

“Are you awake yet?” he whispers, dipping his head to kiss the crook of my neck.

“You’re hot, too, princess.”

Jordyn fights a grin, sneaking a glance at me with a look that makes my dick hard. I’ve been sitting here for forty five minutes, watching her like a love sick moron

It was entertaining at first because she’s so fucking pretty but now I’m getting agitated, not so patiently waiting for her to finish so I can lure her into a dark corner, pin her back against a bookshelf and drop to my knees for her.

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.

“Because I’m obsessed with you,” I say simply, enjoying the light laugh leaving her while she shakes her head like I’m joking.

I groan at the word yours

“But I want you to be.”