“Look at me,” I demand, hating that in her head she could be elsewhere right now. She could be imagining she’s with him.
After a beat, her eyelids flicker open and her dark, lust-filled eyes find mine.
“Why didn’t he make you come, Kitten?”
“B-because… shit,” she gasps as I press my thumb to her clit. Her eyes shutter but they don’t completely close.
“Because?”
“Oh God,” she whimpers, her pussy clamping down on me as her orgasm begins to crest.
I immediately stop moving.
It takes her a few seconds to register what’s happening but when she does, her expression hardens.
“You’re a fucking asshole, Kyle.”
“Never claimed to be anything else, Kitten. Now tell me what I need to know and I might give you what you need.”
“You might?” she sasses.
“Well, I wouldn’t be the first one to leave you hanging tonight it seems.”
Her lips purse in anger.
“Now, Kitten, tell me why he couldn’t get you off.”
“Why do you care?”
“Because you came home crying. I want to know what he did to cause that so I know how badly I need to fuck him up.”
“No,” she cries. “No, don’t touch him.”
“Why not?” I growl, getting right in her face, our noses touching and our breaths mingling.
“B-because…” I stroke her G-spot encouragingly. “Because he wasn’t you,” she spits, her eyes going wide a beat later as she realizes what she just confessed.
A wide smile spreads across my face as my chest swells.
“Were you thinking about me, Kitten, while he was finger fucking you?”
Her lips press into a thin line, stopping herself from saying anything else she’ll regret.
“Fuck, do you have any idea how hard that makes me?”
Reaching out, I peel her hand from the door and place it against my crotch.
“Kyle,” she whimpers as her fingers flex around my length.
I work my jaw as I attempt to restrain myself.
“So, let me get this straight…” My fingers begin to move again. “While he was knuckles deep in your pussy, your eyes were closed and you were imagining that it was me. Fuck, Kitten.”
“Kyle, Kyle, fuck,” she whimpers as her lost orgasm returns.
Her body locks up and I lean into her ear as she rides out of the waves of pleasure I’ve allowed her to have.
“You’re really going to regret admitting that to me, Kitten,” I warn, my voice low and menacing.
The second her body goes limp, I remove all my contact and step away. If I don’t put some space between us right now then I’m not going to be able to stop.
“Open,” I demand, lifting my fingers to her lips.
She refuses and my anger ratchets up a few notches.
“I said open,” I growl, my hand returning to her throat.
Her lips part in surprise and I push my fingers into her hot mouth.
She sucks my fingers, her tongue licking at my skin, tasting herself and my restraint snaps.
Pulling my fingers from her mouth, I slam my lips down on hers, needing to taste her. My tongue invades her mouth, searching for hers. I half expect her to push me away, to knee me in the nuts again but all she does is sag in my hold and kiss me back.
Reaching out, I wrap my hands around the backs of her thighs and lift her, dragging her away from the wall and carrying her deeper into her room.
The second my shins hit the edge of her bed, I release her, throwing her down in the middle and watching her bounce with her dress hitched up around her waist, showing me her tiny, soaked panties.
Lifting my hand, I run my thumb over my bottom lip, remembering just how hers felt.
“Next time,” I warn. “I’m not going to walk away so easily.” I spin on my heels and march to her door.
She’s silent behind me aside from her heaving breaths.
“And, Harley?” I ask, keeping my eyes on the wood before me, knowing that if I look back all bets are going to be off. “Get rid of the Prep Boy before I break him.”
10
Harley
I laid awake for hours last night, tossing and turning and trying to get the events of the evening out of my head.
I was so angry at myself as I walked away from Nathan. I felt so pathetic.
He’s perfect. Literally everything about him is perfect yet when he touched me it was nothing like how it felt when he touched me.
Kyle’s touch burns in a way I’ve only ever experienced with him. It might have been a little over a year since that night, but I still remember it as if it were yesterday.
I can vividly recall how every demanding touch affected me. I remember just how high my body soared when he whispered dirty things in my ear and pulled my panties aside.
Before that night, no one had ever touched me. I wasn’t really expecting anyone to touch me that night either, but then I wasn’t exactly planning on ending up in the state that I did.
Ripping my eyes open, I stare at my closed bedroom door, imagining how we looked last night with his hand beneath my skirt, his lips on my skin and his hand around my throat.
My hand flutters up to my neck to where his touch burned. The skin is tender, but it wasn’t hard enough to leave a mark. He’s not that stupid, although I’m not sure I’d have been able to stop him if he wanted to though.
His eyes, his words, his touch. All of it—as it always has—rendered me useless and as much as I might have wanted to fight him, I knew it was pointless the second he pressed his body against mine.
I blow out a slow breath as I regret every moment of last night.
I shouldn’t have worn that dress. I shouldn’t have let things get so far with Nathan—or, maybe I should have and fought harder to get Kyle out of my head—and I should have kicked Kyle out the second I found him in my bedroom.
My phone vibrating on my nightstand drags me from my depressing thoughts.
Reluctantly, I turn over and pull it closer.
My heart jumps into my throat at seeing Nathan’s name staring back at me.
Couldn’t he have just sent me a message?
I consider ignoring him. Kyle’s parting words come back to me. But I don’t want to dump Nathan. I really like him, and I want to see where things could go between us.
If only he hadn’t shown his face, I might actually be able to focus on the right now.
Cursing myself for allowing my past to affect my present, I connect the call and put it to my ear.
“Hey.” I wanted to sound excited but the reality is I just sound half asleep.
“Crap, did I wake you?”
“No, it’s okay. I’ve been awake a while.”
“I’m sorry about last night.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for. I’m the one who should be. I ruined your evening.”
“Not possible. I spent it with you.” I swoon at his words and smile to myself.
“What are you doing today?”
“I have no idea, but Justin seems to have a plan before tonight’s party. Why, did you want to do something?”
“Not if you’re busy. I’ll see you later on.”
“I can cancel,” he offers.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll do something with the girls. I can’t wait to see you later though. I want to make it up to you.”
“Harley, I’m serious. It’s fine. I just want to enjoy the night with you. I have no expectations. There’s no rush.”
My stomach twists as I picture how badly he wanted us to continue last night but then that image morphs into the memory of Kyle pressing my hand to his cock only an hour after I left Nathan.
Fuck, I’m such an awful person.
Nathan and I might not have put a label on our relationship, for all I know he could be sleeping with multiple Maddison Prep girls, although I very much doubt it. He doesn’t seem like the type to do tha
t.
I’m the only bad person here.
Guilt swamps me. I should take Kyle’s advice and end things before it gets serious. But the selfish part of me doesn’t want to. Things were good before he turned up. He shouldn’t just get to show his face and send my life into a tailspin.
“O-okay. I’ll see you later then, I guess.”
“Yeah, I’ll be waiting.”
I end the call, questioning myself as to whether I did the right thing not.
As much as I might want to think Nathan and I could have a future, I fear that with Kyle around, we’re doomed to fail no matter how much I attempt to put a wall up between us.
Like you did last night a little voice says in my head but I push it aside as I curl back up under my covers.
I don’t even get a minute of peace before my cell starts ringing again.
Dragging it back out from under my pillow where I shoved it after I hung up on Nathan, I find Ruby’s smiling face looking back at me.
“Morning.”
“Are you okay?” she asks in a rush, making my heart skip a beat.
“Yeah, why?”
“Shit,” she mutters to herself. “What happened last night?”
“Um… Nathan made us a romantic picnic in Justin’s living room it was—”
“I don’t mean that, I meant what happened after. I saw him, Har. I saw him coming down the stairs and when we left, your car was parked in the driveway. Do not tell me that he wasn’t up there with you.”
Now it’s my turn to curse under my breath.
“How’d you know he wasn’t with Zayn?”
“Because Zayn was balls deep in Poppy.”
“Ew, thanks for that.”
“What happened, Harley?”
“Okay, fine,” I huff. “Things didn’t end well with Nathan. I came home earlier than I expected and I found Kyle snooping in my room.”
“And that’s it? He was just snooping?”
“Yeah, I mean we… talked briefly.” It’s not a lie, there were a few words said between us.
“You talked?” she asks, not believing a word of it.
“Yeah, it was nothing,” I say, trying to play it off as such so she stops digging. “So what’s the plan for this afternoon, we still getting ready at your house?” I ask, hoping the subject change will distract her.
“Yeah, but I need to go to the mall, I’ve got nothing to wear.”
“I really doubt that, Rubes.”
“I want something new. I’ll pick you up in an hour?”
“What time is it?” I pull my cell away from my ear to look at the same time Ruby says, “Just past eleven.”
“Christ,” I mutter. “Yeah okay, I’ll be ready.”
“Good, because I expect the full story about what happened last night, Harley Hunter.”
“You did not just last name me,” I gasp in mock horror.
“I did and I’ll even pull out the middle one if you don’t—”
“Yeah, yeah. I get it. No need to be so cruel.”
“Good. Now get your ass in the shower, I’ll be there soon.”
“K, bye.”
After a beat, I flip the covers back and head for the door, pausing on the way to the bathroom to call for Poppy who I can only assume is in my brother’s bed still.
I knock. “Pops, you in there?”
It takes a couple of seconds and some rustling but eventually she answers. “Yeah, what’s up?”
“I’m going to the mall with Rubes. You coming?”
“Can’t, we’re going to Maddison to see the kids. I’ll be at hers later though to get ready.”
“Okay, no worries. As you were.”
Zayn’s low chuckle fills the silence before Poppy squeals and I all but run for the bathroom before I hear any more.
Of all the boys in school, why did one of my best friends have to pick my brother to bump uglies with?
I shower, dress and I’m skipping down the stairs a couple of minutes before Ruby’s due. Although the second I turn the corner and find Mom in the kitchen sipping on a mug of coffee and reading something on her iPad, I regret it.
“Hey, sweetie. Going somewhere nice?” she asks, taking in my outfit. It’s nothing exciting, just jeans and a sweater but she seems to approve, not that I need it.
“Mall with Ruby,” I reply coldly. She’s tried to talk to me a couple of times about this whole Kyle thing but I’m not interested. As far as I’m concerned, she never should have agreed to help Kane.
“That will be nice. Are you getting something for the party tonight?”
“I don’t know,” I snap.
She lets out a long breath. “Harley, I know you’re angry with me—”
“Angry? I’m more than angry, Mom. I’m angry at you for helping, but I do understand to a point. But the fact you didn’t tell me…”
“I know and I was wrong. Everything’s okay though, isn’t it? He was here last night with Zayn from what I’ve heard, and he seems to be settling in okay.”
“Yeah, sure. Everything’s great.” If you consider him trying to ruin my life and get revenge for me sending him away in the first place then yeah, everything is just perfect.
“He was always such a good boy, a great influence for Zayn. I’m glad they’re reconnecting again.”
“A good influence?” I can’t keep the words in, disbelief drips from them as they pour from my lips.
Mom’s eyes hold mine, waiting for me to say more, to explain myself but thankfully, the sound of Ruby’s car pulling up outside is the perfect excuse I need to run.
“Ruby’s here. I’ll see you later.”
I’m out of the door before she even has a chance to say goodbye.
“Perfect timing,” I mutter, falling down into Ruby’s passenger seat.
“Why, what’s wrong?” She glances over, concern pulling her brows together.
“Ugh, just Mom trying to talk to me.”
“You still ignoring her?”
“I’m not ignoring her, I’m just avoiding her.”
“Okay, same difference. Just talk to her. Get it all out.”
“I thought you’d probably figured out by now that I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“I know, but it might help. Your mom just wants to help.”
“That’s how I ended up in this mess in the first place,” I mutter. If she didn’t feel the need to try to bail every kid out then I wouldn’t be living this nightmare.
“So go on, what happened?”
“You’re really not going to let me get away with this, are you?”
“Not a chance in hell, Har. Tell all then I’ll buy you one of those caramel latte macchiatos you like to make up for it.”
“Nathan was really sweet. Everything he set up for last night was perfect,” I confess. “But I screwed up.” Ruby glances over but she doesn’t say anything, she just lets me spew it all out until the events that led up to me leaving Justin’s house early are out in the open.
“I think you’re making a bigger deal out of it than necessary. He sounds like he understood.”
“Yeah, and that makes me feel even more awful. He totally got it. All he wanted me to do was stay but I was mortified.”
“The time just wasn’t right.”
“But how do you know when it is?” I ask, already knowing what her answer is going to be.
“No idea. You just know.”
“What if he’s not the one I should be giving it up to?” I whisper, not wanting to even say the words out loud for fear of them being true.
“Then you need to end it with him if that’s what you really think.”
“No, it’s not what I think. It’s just… I don’t know. I like him, Rubes. I really like him. He’s sweet, and kind and caring, and—”
“Not what you want,” she finishes for me.
“No, he’s exactly what I want,” I argue.
“Okay, so he’s not what you need.”
My lips part to r
espond but I slam them shut again before I say something I could very well regret.
“So what happened after? You said he was snooping but I saw him coming down the stairs. He wasn’t just up there snooping.” She looks over and raises a brow at me in question.
“He may have finished what Nathan started,” I admit quietly.
“Harley!” she squeals.
“I know, I know. I’m the worst person in the world.” I slam my closed fists down on my thighs in frustration at myself. “He was just there and he was saying all these awful things and I just—”
“Couldn’t’ help yourself.”
“Yeah, how’d you kn—Ash.”
“Like I said before, the good ones aren’t all they’re made out to be. The bad ones however…”
“Man, this is a mess. I hate him, Ruby. Hate him.”
“What happened, Harley? Like, what really happened that night?”
I shake my head, even after telling her everything that went down last night, I’m still not ready to go there.
“It was just a party that got out of control. I panicked and called the cops and he was the one that got caught.”
“Why? What happened to everyone else?”
“They ran.”
“So why didn’t he?”
“B-because he was h-helping me.” My voice cracks with emotion as I remember snippets from the end of that night.
“Okay so if he helped you then why do you hate him?”
“Because… because I do. I’m not going near him again though. Last night was a mistake of epic proportions.”
“You know he’s going to be there tonight, right?”
“Yeah, and so is my boyfriend, and I intend on making things up to him.”
“Har, you can’t do it just because you think you owe him.”
“I’m not,” I argue. “I’m doing it because I want to.”
“Just please… please don’t do something that you’re going to regret.”
“I think it might already be a little late for that.”
Ruby gives me one of her hard stares before letting out a long sigh and climbing from the car. I don’t blame her, I don’t really want to have the conversation either.
I follow her lead and meet her at the hood of her car.
“Retail therapy fixes everything. Come on, let’s go find you something killer to wear tonight to knock everyone’s socks off.”
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