Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Maze sucks in a breath. “Oh, fuck.”
I let out a sigh. It seems Maze is all talk and no play. I guess I’ll be handling this one on my own.
Slade props the ball against his hip and strides forward, not once taking his eyes from mine. I mentally go over our little discussion by my locker this morning instead of focusing on the loose basketball jersey that’s showing off a body that any woman would be thrilled to be beneath. “I thought I told you to leave,” he spits, stepping right into my personal space so that he looks down on me just as he had this morning.
A smile rips across my face as I feel that same anger I’d felt this morning wash over me and cloud the pain within my soul. Anger isn’t exactly a great thing to allow myself to feel, it’s reckless and dangerous, but anything is better than the memories of the past thirteen years.
“Are you hard of hearing?” I question, raising my chin and reminding him that he’s going to have to try a shitload harder to intimidate me. “I’m almost certain that I made myself perfectly clear this morning, you know when your friend was seconds away from betraying you and begging me to suck his dick.”
“Damian can fuck with whoever he wants,” Slade snaps back at me as Maze seems to take a step back toward the house behind her. “What? You think him treating you like some cheap slut is going to hurt me? You couldn’t be more wrong. If anything, why don’t you go right ahead and let him fuck you, show everyone around here what kind of girl you are.”
I step impossibly closer as the anger bubbles into something more, hoping this bullshit isn’t going to cause the nosey people in the homes around us to call the police on our delinquent asses. “You’ve got no fucking clue what kind of girl I am.”
“Oooh,” he booms with laughter. “Did I hit a nerve?”
“I’m sure you couldn’t hit anything.”
Slade drops his face beside mine and I feel his breath on my neck, but that’s not all I feel. His hard body presses up against mine and the flood gates open wide, making me want to hate myself. His voice comes low and enticing, almost like a needy whisper. “Want to find out?”
Goosebumps instantly spread over my skin as I rear back and slam my hand into his chest, forcing him back a step. What the fuck was that? Why is my body reacting like this to him?
“Please,” I scoff, hating the torturous thoughts swarming within me. “Like you could satisfy a woman. Just the thought of getting with you has my pussy drying up.”
“You’re a liar, Virago. You want me. I can see your nipples screaming to be touched. Tell me, you like it rough, don’t you? You like it when your pussy is eaten and torn apart from behind. You like it fast and hard. You like to scream until your lungs give out.”
Maze starts panting beside me as though she’s imagining it while I shake my head. This guy has me all wrong and he’s going to get a rude shock when he realizes who he’s fucking with. “You know what?” I say, stepping into him and getting a thrill out of the way his eyes widen. I’m unpredictable and he doesn’t like it. Most girls would have shrunk back but I’m meeting him face to face with a challenge and that’s more intimidating to him than anything he’s ever endured before. “I do like it rough. I like it so hard and fast that amateurs like you couldn’t even dream of keeping up. I can practically feel my clit trying to claw its way inside my body at the idea of your hands on me. Oh, hold up…do you know what a clit is and where to find it? You seem like the kind of guy who wouldn’t.”
His tongue runs over his bottom lip and I force myself not to drool. While I’m still incredibly pissed off with this guy, I’m also extremely turned on and I can hardly find that familiar ache in my chest. This guy really is my new drug.
“I get it,” he says, his voice low and menacing. “You’re new. You haven’t heard the stories about who you’re fucking with, but you will and you’ll quickly realize that you should quit while you’re behind. This is your last fucking chance, Virago. Leave. Get the fuck out of my school and out of my town.”
I laugh, making his glare so much worse that Maze takes another step back. I’ve spent my life bending to the will of others and it stops now. I won’t do it again and Slade Fucking Cruz is going to learn that the hard way.