Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 33412 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33412 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
I take another whiff of my smoke. Damn these thoughts. I need something stronger. This smoke isn’t taking the edge off.
I pull out my phone and text someone.
“What are you doing?” Jill asks.
I put my smoke down on the ashtray on the table. “Nothing.”
I finish the text and send it off. But when I look up to see that grumbling face of hers, I almost want to burst into laughter.
“Oh, c’mon. You’ve gotta give me something,” she says.
“Or what?” I raise my brow. “Afraid you might … miss out?”
Her lip twitches as she snarls, “You wish.”
A smirk forms on my lips. “Maybe.”
She grabs the pillow lying next to her and chucks it at my face. The victorious grin that appears on her face makes me pause. Did she do this to hurt me, or is she trying to deflate the tension?
I throw it back, but she’s not prepared, and the rage that appears on her face is magnificent to see. She chucks it right back at me, and it lands much harder than before. Obviously, I have to respond by throwing it back with equal strength.
We keep throwing it back and forth until we’re both grinning and standing up while throwing pillows at each other. It’s going down hard, but I’m not giving up even though she throws that pillow using her full body weight.
She puts so much effort in the last one that she loses her balance and topples over … right on top of me.
We both fall onto the couch with only a pillow separating us, and I stare into the most beautiful, piercing blue eyes I’ve ever seen.
The silence is deafening, but it doesn’t compare to the overwhelming feeling of her body on top of mine. Of all the curves of her body pressing against me, her legs splayed against mine, and the fog of her breath mingling with mine.
One. Two. Three seconds pass before her pretty face turns red.
Suddenly, the door behind us opens.
Looking up, she scrambles to her feet, breaking the connection. And I’m left with the biggest hard-on I’ve ever felt in my entire fucking life.
Fuck.
She pulls at her dress which has crept up a little, and my cock twitches in response.
“Well … guess you two are having fun,” Jasmine says as she walks in with Liam following suit.
“I just fell, that’s all,” Jill explains, clearing her throat. “What were you guys doing?”
“Oh, just talking,” Liam answers, scratching the back of his head. “But I got hungry, so I’m making a sandwich. Y’all want some?”
“No, thanks,” we all say in sync.
He shrugs. “Suit yourself.” And he marches into the kitchen.
“What kind of stuff did you talk about?” Jill asks as Jasmine walks toward the couch.
“Oh, nothing serious. School. Our parents. You know.”
“So nothing … happened?” Jill mutters.
I snort, but the two girls ignore me. Of course she’d ask that.
Jasmine looks confused. “No …? Should something have happened?”
Jill visibly relaxes, a sigh lifting her shoulders up and down.
Fuck. I really wish I hadn’t noticed.
I don’t want to listen to any of this.
“Whatever,” I say, and I get up.
The doorbell rings.
Fucking finally.
I immediately march toward it.
“Expecting someone?” Jasmine says.
I just open the front door and let in the girl with the long, flowing blond hair and giant tits that I can’t wait to bury my face in. But the second I close the front door, my eyes land on Jill and her horrified face, and it puts a damper on my horny mood.
“Is that the girl you texted?” Jill asks.
“Yeah, so?” I reply, taking the girl’s coat. I grab her hand and drag her with me. “C’mon, Gillian. Let’s go.”
“What?” Jill frowns as I pull her toward the stairs. “I thought you were supposed to—”
“You have Jasmine now. Entertain yourself,” I retort.
“You know what our parents—”
“I don’t care,” I interject, barking a little too harshly, which makes her sink into her seat. Still, I can’t get over the sour look on her face, and it pisses me off even more.
“You want to come lie in my bed too?” I ask, letting my tongue run along my lips.
Her eyes widen, and her eyes twitch as she tries to hide her shame. “No, no, no. No, thank you.”
I wink. “Suit yourself.” And I head upstairs with this giggling girl who I’ll use to fuck my anger away.
And then I’ll finish my smoke.
Chapter 5
Jill
* * *
“Oh, my God. Can you believe that?” Jasmine asks.
I don’t even know how to answer. I’m that stunned.
Did Luca seriously just bring a girl in to … have sex with her?
My skin crawls, and my stomach contorts, but I ignore the sting.
“Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do?” Jasmine sits down on the couch opposite of me.
I nod a few times, rubbing my lips. “Yep.”
A part of me cannot fucking wait until this night is over. But another part of me wants to go upstairs and tear that girl away from him so I can slap the ever-living shit out of him.