Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

“I don’t give a fuck!” he shouts, throwing his hands out to emphasise his rage. “My girl is gone, you idiot. What the fuck am I supposed to do?”

“Maybe try keeping your dick out of her best friend,” I offer, shrugging while I finish the last of my drink. “See if that makes a difference.”

“Who the fuck is this freak?”

“I’m the freak who’s gonna steal your girl.”

“You sure you’re not gay, Xander Reid?” “Positive.” “Shame,” he teases, reaching up to run a hand through my hair. “I’d look hot as fuck with your dick in my ass.”

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.

“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.”

Travis finishes his set and sits up to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his t–shirt, smirking to himself when he catches Kian’s eyes on his abs. Kian drags his bottom lip out through his teeth and I cock my head at him, bouncing my eyes between the two boys who can’t seem to keep their eyes off each other.

“Are you two fucking?” Travis chokes on his water and Kian blushes like a nun, telling me all I need to know. Boy’s no fucking nun, and it seems my cousin knows it.

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

“Did they hurt?” I ask, pulling his bottom lip down to get a look at the little bar in his tongue. “Not as much as the other one.” My hand freezes on his mouth and I cut my eyes back to his. “Where’s the other one?”

PAUSEEEE

“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?”

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

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

“Is this for me?” “Maybe,” I tease, grinning over his lips when I feel his hard cock poking me in my stomach. “Is that for me?” “All for you, baby,” he rasps.

No one’s ever taken an interest in me the way he does and I don’t know whether to love it or hate it.

He’s kissing me like he wants to keep me. And goddamn him, I think I want that, too.

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.

She nods and tucks her hair behind her ears, smiling to herself when she catches the excitement on my face. I like it when she opens up with me like this, when she shows me things she’s never shown anyone before. It makes me fucking giddy to know she trusts me over them, to know she chooses me over them. It makes me hers.

“Sweetie, he’s more than just a fuck buddy.” “Try telling him that,” he mutters. “He doesn’t want me for anything more than an easy la–” “The fuck I don’t,” Travis cuts in, snatching his neck to pull his back to his chest.

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,” he says simply, shrugging like he didn’t just lie to my face. “No, you wouldn’t.” “Dare me, then,” he challenges, wrapping both arms around my waist to rest his forehead on mine. “You wanna win, right? Dare me to go kiss someone else and I’ll fucking show you how much you mean to me.”

I want him and I’m taking him, just like he taught me to.

“Xan,” I whisper, hesitating a second before I decide to tell him. “I think I’m falling for you.” A light laugh leaves him and he smiles against my lips, still moving with me to the beat of the music. “Baby, I’ve already fallen.”

“What is it, baby?”

“You hate me?”

She nods, the lit...

“You’re leavi...

She nods again and I ...

“Not a fucking chance,” I whisper. “You can’t just break up with me whenever you feel like it.” “Why the hell not?” “Because you’re mine and I’m yours. Because I love you and you love me. It’s that fucking simple.”

“I love you, Jordyn James,” I tell her again, slower this time. “Whether you like it or not, I love you and I’m not letting you go. Not today. Not ever.”

“I know you know, baby,” I tell her, gently dragging her bottom lip out between my teeth. “I know you felt it then and I know you feel it now. I can’t take my eyes off you. You’re the only fucking girl I’ve ever seen.”

“I love you, baby girl.” She smiles at that, real and honest and happy. “That’s good, because you’re stuck with me now.”

“Hey, Jordyn?”

“What, Xan?”

“I dare you to love me forever.”