Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
“She doesn’t act like the same person,” Huck pointed out. “Just want to make sure where your head is. Where Shiloh Ellis is concerned … well, she was your crazy trigger.”
He paused, and I knew what he was fucking thinking. That was no longer the case. She didn’t hold that power over me anymore.
“Not anymore. That shit is dead.”
Huck nodded. “All right. Then, until we get a replacement, she stays.”
He turned and walked out of the room, and I stared at the ceiling. She might not remember, but I did. I wasn’t that stupid pussy-whipped kid anymore. Life had changed.
Eight Years Ago
“Who the fuck is she?” The beer in my hand paused as I stared at the hottest piece of ass I’d ever laid eyes on.
“Jailbait,” Huck replied.
“There’s no way. The one with black hair, fucking killer tits, and legs I want wrapped around my waist.”
“I know who you’re talking about. Jackson’s girlfriend. Why the fuck he has a girlfriend, I don’t know. He could have different pussy every day. He’s leaving for Georgia in a week, and when he’s the quarterback for an SEC team next year, he’s gonna have pussy thrown at him.”
I smirked. He might be a football star, but he was still a kid. The only reason he got invited to the parties we had was because of his football status and his father’s connection with the Hugheses.
“Get that fucking grin off your face. She’s sixteen years old. Stay the fuck away from her,” Huck said before standing up.
Sixteen? Shit. Remembering Jackson had just graduated high school was hard. He was six foot four and had fucking facial hair.
I started to look away from her and go find some other bitch to suck my dick when blue eyes locked with mine. Fuck me. It felt like I’d been kicked in the chest. That was just fucking cruel. Sixteen? Fuck! I needed to look elsewhere, but damn if I could bring myself to.
Her full red lips turned up, and a dimple appeared. This might be the first time I’d gotten a hard-on over a fucking dimple. Jesus Christ, she was smoking hot. They had not made sixteen-year-old girls like that when I was in high school.
She turned her head to look up at Jackson, and I instantly tensed up. Like I had the right to be pissed she was talking to her boyfriend. But damn if my hands didn’t ball up into fists and my heart didn’t start hammering. Yeah, I was gonna need to go fuck someone and forget about that one. She was trouble I didn’t need. My dad was already pissed off about having to get me out of jail last week for public indecency.
“You look lonely.” Natalia—or was it Talia?—straddled me and sat down in my lap, facing me.
Distraction. She’d make a good one.
I put my hands on her waist and grinned at her. “You wanna fix that?”
She bit her bottom lip and nodded. The girl was a favorite around here. Especially since she could take on me and Levi at the same time.
I slid my hands up and cupped her tits. “My cock needs sucked,” I told her before pulling down one side of her bikini top and rubbing her nipple.
She moaned and slid her hips forward until her pussy was over my hard cock.
“Talia, looks like that pregnancy didn’t slow you down any.”
My fucking cock jerked from the delicate, sweet sound. The girl in my arms tensed, but my attention wasn’t on her anymore. My eyes locked on the owner of the voice that reminded me of fucking honey or an expensive bourbon. Those damn crystal-clear blue eyes met mine, and I could see the mischievous glint that she wasn’t even trying to hide.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Talia snapped at her.
She lifted her tanned shoulders, which I wanted to lick, and barely gave Talia a glance. “Oh, you know, word gets around almost as fast as you do.”
Damn, this baby had a bite. One corner of her mouth curled as she held my gaze. I was fascinated, and this was not fucking good. I couldn’t fuck her out of my system—she was too goddamn young.
“Bitch,” Talia snarled at her and started to get out of my lap, but I put my hands on top of her thighs to hold her there.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Shiloh,” she replied.
There was a challenge in those blue eyes. One I wasn’t going to accept.
“You always this nasty, or was this just an excuse to talk to me?”
The way her expression changed for just a moment, as if I had struck her, made my chest tighten in an uncomfortable way that I was going to ignore. For both our sakes, she needed to get away from me.
“Hey, baby,” Jackson’s fucking voice called out.
She turned to look back at him as he came up to her and slid his hand around her waist. My body went rigid as I glared at his hand on her before jerking my gaze to Jackson and forcing a smile.