Page 41 of Brutal Little Secrets
“Fuck.” He pulls his thumb out, but leaves his cock inside me as he leans over me to wash his hands. His body surrounds mine and I press back into him. His blue eyes glint in the mirror as he meets my gaze. “You’re going to make us late, little devil.”
What? “I’m not the one?—”
“Who woke me up fucking?” He pulls out and grabs a washcloth to clean his dick before putting it away. His cum runs down my thigh. “You set the tone for the morning.”
I roll my eyes and turn to go to the bathroom. He catches the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. My toes curl as my hands grab onto his arms to ground me in reality. Because he’s doing something wicked to my body and my mind is getting the wrong ideas.
When he draws away, he takes a breath. “Need me to help you work up an appetite for breakfast?”
My laugh is husky as I push him away. “I need to clean up. I doubt I’ll have time for breakfast.”
He leaves me, and I hurry to finish getting ready after cleaning up. I don’t have time to hit the kitchen, so I rush to the garage. When I sit behind the wheel, I notice a banana and a couple of egg bites wrapped in aluminum foil on the car seat next to me.
There’s a note on the steering wheel.
Can’t skip breakfast, little devil. -D
The day is normal. No one’s looking at me or even calling me a slut. Maybe no one saw me take off with Hawk at the party. No one knows I lost my virginity to the Devil’s trio this weekend except for the four of us.
Even though it feels like it’s written all over my face.
Mia talks to me in first period about how Liam is acting possessive of her. And how that’s not her vibe. Everything that’s happened wells inside me like pressure needing to be released, but I can’t tell her I fucked the Devil’s trio. Instead, I hold it inside and ask if she wouldn’t mind sitting with Abby out in the courtyard for lunch so I can talk to Chase. She gives me a hug and tells me to give him hell.
Second period, I try to ignore Damon’s grin at his phone as he snapchats the obscene things he wants to do to me from an account called Sex God. I also didn’t know he installed Snapchat on my phone.
My cheeks are burning with the heat his words stir.
When Cam sits down, he turns to talk to me, while Hawk stares at the back of my neck with this little smirk. I’mhyperaware of all three of them and can’t help thinking about the three of them on Hawk’s bed with me, making me theirs.
Is it even possible to see them tonight? They have hockey. I have play rehearsal. Cam is effectively on lockdown during the week. The tutoring idea should make it so he can come over, or I can go to him, and we can spend time together.
I’ll see Hawk at rehearsal, but usually with Chase, which is kind of a killjoy.
Chase has texted me all morning. Just random shit. Saying I look pretty today. That he can’t wait until lunch. He misses me. At least he’s respecting my boundaries today.
At the end of third, I make my way to the cafeteria. I kind of wish Hawk would sweep in and offer to buy my lunch and want me to sit with him. But I have to face Chase.
I have to give him my rules if he wants another chance with me. Part of me hopes he’ll say fuck that and ride off into the sunset, fucking whoever he wants for the rest of the year. I’m sure Damon will find another way to get his revenge, and I won’t have to pretend to be the sad sack willing to take back her cheating boyfriend.
Though I do relish making Chase grovel for me.
I grab my salad and sit at my table. For a second, it feels like last year and nothing has changed. I nod to the other Anteros students at my table, but we all keep to ourselves. If it weren’t for the delicious ache between my legs, I could believe nothing is different. That I’m still the same.
My phone buzzes and I unlock the screen.
Cam:
Give him hell, gorgeous
Me:
Thanks
Cam:
Let me know if you need cheering up after
My cheeks heat thinking of what Cam would do to cheer me up.
