“Nothing about your monster surprises me,” she admits, her voice quiet and deadly. “But I didn’t try to hurt Liam.”
I wish I could fucking believe that.
“I saw you that night. I saw the way that fucking asshole was with you,” I press, wanting to hear the sweet lies roll off her tongue like they did when we kissed.
“Nothing happened!” she exclaims. “He just made me hold his—”
“Hold his what?” I deadpan, waiting to hear more lies from her.
“It doesn’t matter what I say, does it?” She cocks her head to the left, her voice dropping to a chilly tone, “You won’t believe a word I say.”
What the fuck does she think? That I’d make the same mistake twice of trusting her with me? Un-fucking-likely.
“You kissed me then served my brother up to the tabloids for them to eviscerate him, you think I’d believe a word that comes out of your mouth?”
“You kissed me!” she gasps, then pushes me away, and this time I let her. She starts for the door but then stops for one last word. “And if I recall, it wasn’t even that good.”
“Really?”
Something in me snaps and she sees it on my face. I grab her tiny waist, then turn her around with a perfect maneuver, her back is plastered to my front, her ass nestling my hard dick.
“What did he give you?”
I snake a hand down her taut stomach, then down her left thigh to go under her little school skirt. I slip my hand in her hot, wet pussy. I press my forehead to hers and groan in pain.
“Someone’s already wet for me,” I growl.
She’s breathing hard and fast when I slip my fingers into her pussy and slowly start to fuck her. She’s trembling, a gasp lodged on her tongue that she won’t let out.
“Open your damn eyes.” I snap. They fly open and aquamarine orbs stare back at me, lust making them hazy.
“You’re mine, aren’t you?” I whisper, watching her.
She moans even louder when I slip another finger in. Then another.
“You’ll never be anyone else, will you?”
She bites her lip, and it drives me insane, I immediately kiss her., slowly fucking her tight pussy. Once, twice, three times and she tries to scream into the kiss. I take it all.
Her body shudders as tremor after tremor rocks through her. When she calms down, we both freeze, realization of what just happened stark between us.
Like she just got electrocuted, Mia jumps away from me, horror written all over her face. She fixes her skirt and her shirt, but I stand there and decide to mess with her.
Licking my fingers, I hum and she freezes, her cheeks turning red.
“I like your blush,” I whisper. “Be a good little puppet and open your shirt so we see where it goes.”
I see her slap before it lands on my cheek, making me chuckle.
“Yeah, there’s that monster,” I whisper.
“I hate you,” she says with a gasp.
“The feeling is mutual,” I mutter. “Want another orgasm to make you feel better?” I start for her but before I can reach for her, she steps up to me, then places a hand over my engorged jeans, my hard dick pulsates even more when she touches me.
“You’re not the only who can play games,” she says, her voice sultry and airy. But before I can say anything, she squeezes, I groan, then she presses her lips over mine and kisses me.
I swear, my fucking heart stops beating all together.
She kisses me with anger and passion, with all her pain, her confusion and her frustration.
She kisses me with the burden on her shoulders, letting me know with the flick of her tongue fucking mine just how fucked up her insides are right now with everything that’s happening.
For a moment, I’m stunned but when she pulls away, everything but her sass and wickedness is gone.
“Don’t touch me ever again.”
And with that, she picks up her purse that I hadn’t notice was on the floor, shoots me a wink and then she’s gone. Leaving me strung so fucking high, I consider of beating one out right here, in this dirty supply closet.
“Damn you, Little Minx.” I whisper.
“Who the hell was that girl?” Mom demands the moment I get back. I look at Liam and he raises a brow.
“You didn’t tell her?” I question, looking away, Mia’s words about Liam’s feelings for her echoing in my fucking head.
“Well, she wanted to hear it from you. Apparently, I lie a lot and you don’t keep