Page 7 of Slayin Villain
“You gonna actually kiss me,” Ember asked, dragging her red-painted fingernail down my arm.“Or just pretend to all night?”
“You asking?”I stepped in, caging her against the concrete wall outside the back of the clubhouse.Music thudded behind us.Out here, it was just shadows and smoke.Just us.
Her breath hitched.“You scared?”
“I don’t scare.”
Then I kissed her.
Hard.Hungry.Hands in her hair, her back arching under my touch.She kissed me like it was war.Bit my lip.Ground against me like she knew I was already hard.
Her hand slipped under my shirt, nails dragging over my abs.“You're better at this than he ever was.”
I grabbed her wrists and pinned them against the wall, holding her there.My voice dropped, dark and low.“Don’t talk about him when I’m kissing you.”
“You’re jealous.”
“You’re playing with fire.”
She smiled.“Then burn me.”
I almost did.Almost said fuck it and pulled her panties aside right there.My hands were all over her, so I knew, she was wet, warm, ready.
But I didn’t.
I pulled back, breath ragged.“Go inside, Ember.”
She blinked.“What?”
“You got what you wanted.He saw us.Hell, everyone did.”
She grabbed my cut again, tugging.“That’s it?You’re just gonna kiss me like that and walk away?”
“Go inside,” I said again, rougher.“Before I change my mind and fuck you against this goddamn wall.”
Her chest rose, mouth parted, breathless.
Then she smiled.“Suit yourself, Villain.”
And just like that, Ember Dill strutted back through the door, hips swaying like sin incarnate.
I leaned back against the wall and moved a hand through my hair.My phone buzzed in my pocket.Rachel.Finally.
But I didn’t answer.
I couldn’t.
Because tonight I didn’t feel like a boyfriend.I didn’t feel like a brother.
I felt like exactly what they named me.
A Villain.
I got a text from Rachel.
Rough night.I’m home.Going to bed.See you tomorrow?Unless you want to come over?
I didn’t go upstairs right away.
