Page 9 of The Mistakes You Make
Do you really want to?
I shake that thought from my head and plaster a smile on my face as I approach the others.
“Everything okay?” Harley asks me the second she notices I’ve rejoined them. I run my eyes down the front of her body, noticing Kyle’s hands possessively on her hips and I smile.
Unlike his older brother, Kyle is a nice guy, and it’s no secret that he’s been hot for Harley for, well… forever. But he used to be our brother’s best friend, and Zayn made it quite clear what would happen if any of his friends touched his little sister. Although it looks like all bets are off tonight. I wonder if that would be the case if Zayn were here instead of back in Rosewood with his football team.
I plaster a fake smile on my face and nod at her. “Of course. You look like you’re enjoying yourself.”
Her face flushes with embarrassment but she makes no move to pull away from Kyle.
Turning away to give them some privacy, I turn back to the guy I was dancing with.
“I thought you’d left me,” he faux whines.
“Why would I do that?” I look up at him through my lashes, a seductive smile playing on my lips as I press my body against his.
I know it’s wrong to use him like this, but with my skin tingling with the awareness that only comes with being watched by a certain cold pair of eyes, I can’t help myself.
He wants to punish me, he’s made that clear in the past, what he doesn’t realize is that I’m not opposed to playing this game.
He scares me, yes. I know what he’s capable of.
But that’s not what this is.
I don’t think.
I roll my hips into the guy and he eagerly follows my lead.
I don’t take any notice of the song that’s playing. My only focus is his attention.
I spin around, thrusting my ass into the guy’s crotch and search him out through the masses of heads surrounding us.
I find the twins once more. Ezra has some poor girl backed up against the wall. No surprise there.
I might have left Harrow Creek at sixteen, but he was already well on his way through both the senior and junior girls.
Ellis stands a few feet away, his focus zeroed in on his cell as if there’s not a party booming around him. I even spot Devin talking to a crowd of adoring fans.
But I don’t find him.
He can see me though, and it sends a thrill racing down my spine.
I drop down low, dragging my ass up the guy’s body as he growls in delight at my move.
His hard length presses into my ass as I brush against him.
“You’re killing me, baby,” he groans in my ear, licking his tongue around the edge as his giant hand splays across my tummy.
I feel bad for the guy. He has no idea I’m using him right now.
I should walk away, let him down gently so he can go and find another girl to spend his evening with. But I can’t.
If I push him away, it’ll be an invitation to our hidden spectator.
Closing my eyes, I rest my head back on his shoulder and allow the thoughts to drift from my head.
Just for a moment, I feel free.
