Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

  “Oh, shit.”

  “Fuck you, Trav.”

  “JJ, wait, it wasn’t like that,” he tries, but I’m already gone, shaking my head at him and myself while I slip through the crowd and out to the parking lot.

  I toss the asshole’s sunglasses onto the hood of his car but keep the hoodie, protectively folding my arms around my body while I walk away. Not wanting one of my mother’s drivers to see me looking like this, I jump into a yellow cab and ask the driver to take me to the beach near my house, thankful I grabbed my purse before we left the pool house earlier. My phone rings against my thigh but I ignore it, cursing myself when I feel the silent tears leaking from my eyes.

  “Stop crying,” I whisper. “Stop it, stop it, stop it.”

  The cab driver looks at me funny and I force a smile, quickly wiping my cheeks with my sleeves before I take my wallet out to pay him. I’m not sure how much to tip him for a five minute ride, so I give him a hundred dollars and mutter a quiet thank you, jumping out to head down to the small coffee shop on the beach. I buy my own damn iced coffee with extra syrup and sip it while I walk, struggling to think about anything but him and the way he’s made me feel for the last two months.

  Like someone finally wanted me for me.

  Like I actually meant more to him than this stupid game he plays so well.

  So fucking stupid.

  My phone continues to ring and I turn it off, looking up when I find a hot guy playing football with a few others on the sand by the water. He’s shirtless and tanned with muscles in all the right places, his dark hair falling over his forehead in a way that reminds me of Xan. He catches me looking and smirks at me, slowly walking over with his ball in his hands and his eyes on my form.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey,” I say back, purposely giving him the same once over he gave me. “Can I take your picture?”

  29

  Xander

  I slam my car door closed and then punch it for good measure, nervously running my hands through my hair while I walk across the parking lot to meet Travis and Kian. I drove to the city right after she ran away from me and searched the entire fucking beach, thinking that’s where she’d have gone to cool off and take a few strangers’ pictures, but I didn’t think to check the beach two miles from her fucking house.

  Fuck me, this girl’s got me in knots.

  “Where is she?”

  Travis tilts his head towards the party and I follow them, grinding my teeth when I find some black haired asshole talking to my fucking girlfriend on the sand next to the bonfire. She’s been hiding from me all goddamn day, and the relief of finally finding her mixed with the anger of catching her with some random guy she doesn’t know has my head fucking spinning.

  I should kick his ass just for looking at her.

  Just as I think it, she looks around over her shoulder and her eyes hit mine, her jaw working overtime while she lifts a red solo cup to her mouth. Her feet are bare and she’s wearing my hoodie like an oversized dress, her sleeves bunched up to her elbows and her tanned thighs on full display for all to see. She says something that makes him laugh and I laugh, too, quickly stealing Travis’ drink from his hand to swallow it down.

  “Xan..” he warns, somehow knowing I’m about two and a half feet away from losing my shit because if that prick takes one more fucking step..

  “The fuck is he doing here?” Noah barks out, his nostrils flaring when I flick the empty cup at his face.

  “Hey, Xan,” Sienna says from beside Penelope, biting her lip while she twirls her blonde hair around her finger, but I’m already walking away because fuck her.

  “Beat it,” I tell the guy next to my girl, shoving his ass back when he refuses to move.

  “Xan,” Jordyn snaps, dropping her jaw while she looks from me to him and back again.

  “Dude, what the fu–”

  “I said beat it,” I repeat, not even bothering to look his way while I snatch Jordyn’s waist to pull her into me.

  She lets out a surprised scream and I lock my arm around her back, ignoring the way she smacks my chest and struggles against my hold because it’s pointless.

  “Get off m–”

  “Nah, I’m not playing this game with you, baby girl.” I inform her, grabbing her jaw with my free hand to lift her eyes up to mine. “You listen to me and you listen good because I’m only gonna say this once. Whatever you heard today was just some bullshit line I came out with the first time I saw you. I don’t care what that bitch says. He never dared me to fuck you. No one did.”

  “That’s not the point, Xan,” she whisper yells, knocking my hand from her face, then gesturing to the large group of people watching our every move. “Everyone thinks the only reason you chased me so hard back then was to win a fucking game. They think it was all fake.”

  “Who gives a fuck what they think?”

  “That’s easy for you to say when you’re the big man and I’m the dumbass who fell for your shit,” she bites back, loud enough for them to hear it this time.

  Several brows jump at her little bad girl outburst and I pinch my lips together, slowly raising my hands up when I catch the scary ass glare on her face.

  “Baby.”

  “Don’t you dare laugh at me.”

  “I’m sorry,” I tell her, quickly pulling her back when she tries to pull away. “Where are you going?”

  “Away from you.”

  “The fuck you are.”

  She walks away from me anyway and I follow, picking her up by her waist to carry her up the beach.

  “What the hell are you doing?!” she growls, thrashing and twisting in my arms, but I don’t let her go.

  Sugar We’re Goin’ Down by Fall Out Boy plays loudly from someone’s car and I use it to my advantage, pushing her back against the wall behind the coffee shop where no one’ll be able to hear her scream. She curses me to hell and back and I shut her up with my mouth, pinning her lower half with mine while I lift her thighs up around my waist. She smacks my chest and I let her do it, then she snatches my face and dips her head to bite my lips, hard and fucking painful.

  My baby likes the fight.

  She’s embarrassed and upset and mad at me because I’m an idiot who doesn’t know when to shut up, and if she wants to use me and my body to take her frustrations out, I’m not about to stop her.

  It feels good when she scratches the sides of my neck, her teeth drawing the blood from my lips while she kisses me like she hates me. She rubs her pussy on my jeans and I squeeze her ass beneath my hoodie, reaching down between us with my free hand to feel how wet she is for me. She whimpers into my mouth and I pull her thong to the side, teasing her tongue with mine while I find her clit with my thumb.

  “Oh my god, what is wrong with you?” she hisses, but she makes no move to stop me. “You’re insane.”

  She’s not wrong at this particular moment in time, but I don’t tell her that. Instead I slide a finger inside her and fuck her with it, enjoying the way she moans and lifts her head to check no one’s watching. I’m fully aware someone could walk around that corner and catch us like this, but I don’t care. I need her now and she needs me just as much, even if she won’t admit it.

  I pop the button on my jeans and she lets out a shaky breath, her pretty blue eyes flashing with something that looks an awful lot like heat. “Jesus, Xan, we can’t.”

  “Baby, how many times do I have to tell you?” I tease, pulling my dick out to rub her pussy with the tip. “We can do whatever the fuck we want, and if you think I won’t fuck you right here against this wall in the middle of this stupid party to stake my claim, you’re dead fucking wrong.”

  She drops her head back with a soft thud and I slip my way inside her, roughly digging my fingers into her ass while I fuck her hard and deep. I kiss her mouth and she yanks on my hair, suddenly back to mad, it seems.

  “What is it, baby?” I ask, moving down to tease her neck with my teeth. “You hate me?”

  She
nods, the little liar.

  “You’re leaving me?”

  She nods again and I bite her, not as hard as she bit me but hard enough to leave a little sting. She cries out and I smirk against the pulsing vein beneath my lips, slowing my pace a little bit while I kiss it better for her.

  “Not a fucking chance,” I whisper. “You can’t just break up with me whenever you feel like it.”

  “Why the hell not?”

  “Because you’re mine and I’m yours. Because I love you and you love me. It’s that fucking simple.”

  Her breath catches at my admission and I pull back an inch to look at her, raising a cocky ass brow when her pussy clenches around my dick.

  “You like that?”

  She nods and drops her forehead on mine, breathing heavily against my lips. “Say more stuff like that.”

  I laugh lightly and do as I’m told, mostly because I’m not done talking yet but also because I’ll do any fucking thing she tells me to, no questions asked.

  “I love you, Jordyn James,” I tell her again, slower this time. “Whether you like it or not, I love you and I’m not letting you go. Not today. Not ever.”

  Her brows dip with worry and she opens her mouth to say something, but then she snaps it shut again and looks at something behind me. “What about–”

  “Fuck them,” I cut in, angrily banging the wall next to her head, but I’m not mad at her. “You think it matters what those stupid assholes say behind your back? You think it matters whether they think we’re real or not?”

  “I..” she trails off, blinking at me in surprise. “I don’t..”

  “It doesn’t,” I answer for her, looking her dead in the eye to ensure she hears me loud and clear. “All that matters is that we know.”

  She takes a breath and I kiss her again, sliding both hands down to her waist while I grind my hips against hers. She digs her nails into my shoulders and arches her back out for me, eagerly fucking me back hit for hit.

  “I know you know, baby,” I tell her, gently dragging her bottom lip out between my teeth. “I know you felt it then and I know you feel it now. I can’t take my eyes off you. You’re the only fucking girl I’ve ever seen.”

  “Oh, fuck,” she moans, clinging to my neck while she becomes more and more desperate. “Harder, Xan.”

  Fuck, yes.

  I give her what she wants and she comes almost instantly, her eyes rolling back in her head while she throbs and clenches around me. I groan into her mouth and drop my hands to her ass, crushing her between me and the wall while I mark her pussy with my own release. Her thighs shake and she locks her ankles behind my back, her chest moving in sync with mine while we both attempt to catch our breath.

  “That was really stupid,” she says after a while, her neck and cheeks flushed with heat while she looks around to check we’re still alone.

  “Fucking hot, though.”

  She smirks like the little devil she is and I smirk back, slowly running my hands over her body while I take her mouth with mine. I kiss her for I don’t know how long, enjoying the way she lets me do it like she missed me just as much as I missed her today, then I set her down on her feet and sneak her around to the parking lot. We get to my car without being seen and I clean her up with a spare t–shirt, dropping to my knees in front of her to wipe my cum from the insides of her thighs.

  “Did you eat yet?” I ask, looking up at her while I pull her thong back into place.

  “No, but I’ve had about five iced coffees today.”

  I chuckle at that, standing up to toss my shirt back into the trunk. “You want me to go grab you some Chinese food?”

  “Chinese food,” she echoes, frowning while she looks off to the restaurant across the street. “Like, in a box?”

  30

  Jordyn

  I lean back between Xan’s legs and curl my toes in the sand beneath my feet, moaning to myself while I dangle my noodles into my mouth. “This is so good.”

  He laughs at me and I jab my elbow into his ribs, freezing mid chew when I spot Travis and Kian walking towards us with four beers and a lit joint of weed.

  “Hey,” Travis says, crouching down in front of me to tap my nose with his forefinger. “You still mad at me?”

  “I wasn’t mad at you, Trav,” I admit, setting my food down on the ground to take the drink he passes me. “I was mad at your stupid cousin.”

  “That one right there, you mean?” Kian asks, smirking at us while he drops down on his ass next to me.

  “Shut up.”

  He chuckles and I shake my head at him, smiling to myself while I look up at Xan over my shoulder. He’s still flicking through the most recent photos on my camera, his eyes narrowed with a mixture of anger and jealousy. I took about seventy shots of the new friend I met today and he’s shirtless in every single one of them, his body glistening with a light layer of sweat thanks to the mini football game I made him play for me.

  “Fuckin’ prick,” he mutters at the last one, tightening his arm around my waist in a way that screams mine.

  I laugh lightly and take the camera from him, discreetly hiding it between my back and his abs when I spot Penelope and Sienna walking by us on their way to the bar. Penelope rolls her eyes when she sees where I’m sitting and I work my jaw, snatching my chopsticks up while I prepare myself for the impending judgement.

  I know Xan was right before, that I need to learn to stop worrying so much about the opinions of others and focus on what really matters, but that’s a little hard for me to do considering the importance of image has been drilled into my brain since I was a child.

  Sienna has the nerve to glare at me and Penelope stops walking, scrunching her nose while she tilts her head to get a better look at my wrist. “Oh my god, is that a tattoo?”

  I raise a brow at that, casually eating my food while I wait for whatever she’ll say next. Sienna knocks her elbow with hers and Penelope blinks, hitting me with a tight lipped smile that’s as fake as my mother’s chin.

  “Pretty,” she says, and I snort out a laugh, shaking my head at her when she grabs Sienna’s forearm and drags her away from us.

  Xan grins like he’s proud of me and I bite my lip to hide mine, tipping my head back on his shoulder to run my free hand through his hair. “I love you.”

  “Sorry, what?”

  “I love you,” I repeat slowly, speaking through my teeth. “Asshole.”

  He smashes his mouth on mine and then moves down to my neck, kissing every inch of bare flesh he can find while I continue to eat the food he bought me.

  “Ugh, you two are so fucking cute together, it hurts me,” Kian complains, leaning over to steal the joint from Travis’ mouth. “Why can’t I have that?”

  Travis turns his head to sneak a glance at him and I lift my camera, still chewing on my noodles while I snap a picture of them. They look up at me as one and I cock my head at my screen, zooming in a little bit and adjusting the shot to focus on their faces.

  “You’ve already got it, you idiots,” I say bluntly, sitting forward to pass it to them. “You’re just too damn stubborn to admit it.”

  31

  Xander

  “I need to talk to you.”

  I laugh lightly at that, side eyeing Noah over my shoulder while I open my locker. “About what?”

  “What the fuck do you think?” he bites out, quickly slapping his hand on the metal to slam it shut again.

  His eyes flash with rage and I turn to face him fully, raising a cocky ass brow when he steps closer to me, his chest bumping mine, his nose an inch away.

  “Careful, pretty boy,” I taunt, refusing to back up like he was expecting me to. “You might be the king around here but I’ve got no fucking problem kicking your ass.”

  “She’s my girl, you stupid freak,” he hisses, ignoring everything I just said. “Mine.”

  I nod mockingly and open my mouth to tell him how wrong he is, but it seems he’s not done acting like an entitled little bitch
just yet.

  “I had her first, and I’ll have her last,” he assures me, purposely moving his eyes over my form with a mixture of pity and disgust. “You’re just a phase. One she’ll get bored of real quick when she realizes how much of a fucking loser you are. And me? I’m the one she’s gonna sleep next to every night for the rest of her life and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”

  “Is that right?” I draw out, amused by him and his lame ass attempt to get one up on me. “Did you just come up with that on the spot or did you practice in the mirror last night while I was balls deep inside your girl?”

  His jaw ticks and I smirk, but then a sudden commotion behind me catches my attention and I turn my head, finding three uniformed police officers headed this way with my aunt Karen following closely behind them.

  “Xander Reid?” one of them asks, motioning for me to step back out of the way. “Is this your locker?”

  I frown and look between the three, but they’re already opening it up with the combination I didn’t give them yet. Students begin to hover around us and a few teachers come out from their classrooms to calm everyone down, but I’m still focused on the officers searching my locker, pulling my head back when they find several clear bags of cocaine and weed and pills and enough cash to get Jordyn through college.

  “Oh, fuck,” I whisper to myself, already knowing there’s a real good chance I’m about to spend the next few years of my life in jail.

  Karen’s face burns with embarrassment and rage and I open my mouth to defend myself, but I don’t get the chance to do that before one of the officers turns me around and cuffs my hands behind my back. He reads me my rights and Travis appears at my side, his eyes widening when he spots all the drugs behind me.

  “Mom,” he says, pleading her to do something, but she just shakes her head and lifts a hand to shut him up.