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by Bethany Winters


  He shakes his head in annoyance and tosses me my stuff, gesturing for me to sign out before he waves me off with a half assed flick of his wrist. “Go away.”

  Okay, then.

  Jordyn takes my hand and I follow her outside, confused as to why they’re letting me go so soon, but I’m not about to argue. I find my cigarettes and take one out with my free hand, side eyeing her while I lift my lighter to burn the tip. She opens her mouth like she’s about to explain it to me, but then my dog appears at my feet and I look down at him in surprise, not missing the way Jordyn cringes and drops her eyes like she’s embarrassed about something. I pull my brows in and scratch Bear’s head, looking up to find both of my parents standing behind him.

  “Hey..” I say slowly, glancing between them and Jordyn before I settle on them. “It wasn’t me.”

  My mom nods to herself and my dad looks like he’s hiding a grin, leaning over to pass me the leash he’s holding. “We know, kid,” he tells me, tilting his head at Jordyn, his eyes filled with adoration and pride. “That’s quite a girl you’ve got there.”

  I grin back and wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her into me to kiss her forehead. “You’re just full of surprises today, aren’t you, princess?”

  She laughs lightly and hides her face in my chest, jumping against me when a familiar voice rings out from somewhere beside us. “JJ!”

  Oh, fuck.

  “Oh, fuck,” she whispers to herself, looking over to find her mother at the bottom of the steps with a glare on her face and her hands propped on her hips.

  She’s standing next to Noah fucking Campbell and an older looking man I assume is the mayor, all three looking mad as hell with their eyes on us.

  “What on earth do you think you’re doing?” her mom asks, staring at Jordyn with a look that promises pain and suffering and all that bad shit.

  “Mom,” Jordyn hisses, pleading her with her eyes not to make a scene. “Can we not do this her–”

  “No, you stupid girl, we’re doing this now,” she cuts in, her face red with unfiltered fury. “Your future is at stake here and we will not allow you to throw it away for this delinquent boy,” she sneers, glaring at the cigarette in my hand before she moves her attention back to her daughter. “If you don’t come home with us right this second I will kick you out of my house and you will have nothing left. I mean it, JJ. It’s either him or us. Make your choice.”

  “For fuck’s sake, Elizabeth, there is no choice,” Noah bites out, stepping closer like he’s about to snatch Jordyn’s arm, but then Bear growls and yanks on the leash in my hand to go for him, making him jump.

  “Jesus Christ,” he mutters, damn near shitting himself while he falls back in line beside his father.

  Bear continues to bark at him from his spot in front of Jordyn and she looks at me, leaning up on her tiptoes to speak over my lips. “Do you dare me?”

  I shake my head at that, tightening my arm around her waist until her hips bump mine. “Not this time, baby. If you’re doing this, do it because you want to. Do it because you want me.”

  “I do want you,” she says without hesitation. “It’s always gonna be you, new boy.”

  I smirk and she smirks back, looking over when she spots Travis and Kian standing with my parents behind us. I didn’t even hear them show up, but they don’t seem bothered by the drama unfolding around us. Trav bumps my fist and Kian grins, leaning over to pass Jordyn the iced coffee he must have bought for her.

  “Thank you, gorgeous,” she says sweetly, lifting the straw to her mouth to take a sip.

  Her mother mutters something I don’t catch and folds her arms over her chest, her nostrils flaring while she bounces her eyes between me and Jordyn. “He’s gonna ruin your life,” she tells her, but it’s not a plea for her to stay.

  She says it like a fact.

  One last fuck you to the daughter she can’t control anymore.

  Jordyn shrugs and looks at the mayor, shaking her ass while she walks over to pass him the phone in her hand. He glares down at her and she tosses me my keys, sliding her fingers through mine while she pulls me back towards my car in the parking lot.

  “How bad were you today, princess?”

  “Bad enough to ditch school, get myself suspended, kidnap Penelope and blackmail the sheriff,” she says proudly, ticking them off on her fingers. “I also yelled at your parents and threatened the police with a lot of curse words. I even said motherfucker once.”

  “For real?”

  “For real,” she echoes, and I drag my lip out between my teeth, shamelessly moving my eyes over her body in that sexy little uniform I love so much.

  “Hey, pretty boy?” I call out, hitting him with a smug ass grin while I flip him off over my shoulder. “Fuck you.”

  His jaw ticks with rage and Jordyn laughs, quickly lowering my hand to my side while she opens the back door for Bear. The three of us jump inside and I start the ignition, casually smoking the last of my cigarette while Jordyn pulls her seatbelt on over her chest.

  “Xan, don’t–”

  I hit the gas and her mother squeals, stepping back with her mouth hanging open and her hands covering her heart. Jordyn shakes her head at me and I toss my roach out the window, keeping one eye on the road while I lean over to tilt her chin up with my free hand.

  “I love you, baby girl.”

  She smiles at that, real and honest and happy. “That’s good, because you’re stuck with me now.”

  34

  Jordyn

  “Xan,” I complain, leaning back against his headboard, my hands fisting the sheet either side of me.

  “What, baby?”

  “Can you be serious for a second?” I rasp out, but I still find myself rolling my hips up to grind my clit on his tongue. “I don’t have any clothes here.”

  “You can wear mine.”

  “I don’t have a job.”

  “You can be my live in stripper,” he offers, slowly moving his hands down to squeeze the backs of my thighs. “I’ll tip you real good for this ass.”

  “I don’t even have a toothbrush.”

  “I’ll take you out after and buy you one.”

  I feign annoyance and prop myself up on my elbows, rolling my eyes when I catch the amusement on his face. “Do you have to have an answer for everything?”

  He laughs at me and pushes me back down, dipping his head to flick his tongue over my clit. My hips buck and my problems fall away from me, my eyes rolling back at the way he attacks my pussy with his mouth. He slides a finger inside me and I reach down to run my nails through his hair, frowning when he snatches my hands with one of his and pins them to my stomach.

  “Don’t come yet,” he orders, and I whine like a needy little brat, barely managing to keep myself on the edge without falling off.

  “Why not?”

  Instead of answering me, he moves back a bit and pulls out a small plastic bag from I don’t know where, smirking at me when he catches the confusion on my face. It’s a new tongue bar – a pink and purple one with a silver ball at the bottom and a few silicone spikes on the top part. He switches them out with ease and I watch him do it, dropping my jaw when a faint buzzing sound fills my ears.

  “What the hell is tha–”

  “Shut up and take it,” he cuts in, roughly snatching my waist to yank me down to him.

  My eyes widen with a mixture of shock and heat and he lies down between my legs, kissing his way from my navel to my hip bone with a slowness that drives me crazy.

  “Oh, fuck,” I moan, somehow knowing what’s about to happen before it comes. “Xan, please–”

  He flicks my clit with his tongue and I scream, curling in on myself to grab onto his hair with my hand. He laughs lightly and I pull the strands at the top, tipping my head back on my shoulders at the feel of it. It’s fucking vibrating, teasing me and setting me on fire from the inside out. He tilts his head to get the angle I like and I whimper, shamelessly rubbing my pussy on his mouth to c
hase the high I’m craving.

  “Xan, make me come.”

  He fucks me with his fingers and I fall apart, shaking and writhing beneath him while he continues to lick my clit with his new toy. My heart races in my ears and I fall back against the pillows, quickly pulling him up to wrap my arms around his neck.

  “Where did you get that?”

  “I ordered it online last night when I was looking for you in the city,” he explains, opening his mouth to turn it off with his thumb and forefinger. “I figured if you kept hiding from me I could steal you away at school today and force you to talk to me with my tongue.”

  I grin like an idiot and he kisses my lips, leaning up on one elbow beside my head while he strokes my outer thigh with his free hand. I wrap my legs around his waist and run my hands over his shoulders, secretly loving the way he feeds me my own release.

  “Baby,” he says, nudging my head to the side to move his mouth down to my neck.

  “Yeah?”

  “I’m gonna put my dick in your ass.”

  I moan at that, scraping my nails over his scalp to keep him there. “You’re so sweet to me.”

  He chuckles and reaches out to grab the lube from the nightstand, blindly flicking the cap off the top to cover his fingers with it. He reaches down between us and I spread my legs out for him, breathing hard against the side of his face while he circles my hole with the middle one. We’ve done this part before but we’ve never gone any further than two fingers, and I can’t figure out whether I should be excited or terrified.

  “Don’t be scared, baby,” he whispers, taunting me with his words and his tongue while he licks the throbbing vein in my neck. “I’m gonna make you come so fucking hard.”

  I whimper and he sinks his teeth into my flesh, marking me with yet another hickey I’ll have to cover up with concealer later. He kisses me there and stretches me out for what feels like hours, then he finally puts me out of my misery and pulls his fingers out, fisting his cock to cover it with lube before teasing my ass with it.

  “Tell me if it hurts too bad, okay?”

  I nod and he slides the tip in, watching me closely for my reaction while my body gets used to the burn. He only fucks me about half way at first, clearly not wanting to push me by going too fast too soon, but then I lift my hips up and he curses, his dark hair falling over his eyes while he presses our foreheads together.

  “You wanna take it all?”

  I nod again and he gives it to me, rocking his hips out a little more until he’s buried all the way inside me. I cry out and he nips my bottom lip, his eyes darkening with heat when he catches the look in mine.

  “Xan,” I plead, unsure what I’m even begging for, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

  “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.”

  I do as I’m told and he sucks on it, groaning against me while he rubs my clit with his thumb.

  Oh, shit, that feels good.

  My legs start to shake and I rake my fingers through his hair, desperately clinging to him while he fucks me hard and deep. The stretch still hurts a little bit, but the way he’s working my clit like that makes up for it and then some. He does something with his fingers and I come loudly – too loudly – quickly slapping a hand over my mouth to cover the sound. He smirks and shakes his head at me, snatching my wrists to pin them down to the pillows above me. He grinds on me and I squeeze his hips with my thighs, throwing my head back while he sets me off beyond control.

  “Fuck, baby,” he chokes out, his hard body locked up against mine while he fills my ass with his cum. “Fuck.”

  I shiver and he links our fingers together, kissing his way from my throat to my collarbone. A few minutes go by and he pulls out slowly, careful not to rip me apart with the piercing on the tip of his cock. He cleans us both up with a towel and I sit up to throw one of his shirts over my head, nervously chewing my lip while my worries come rushing back to me.

  “Xan–”

  “Sweetie, your mom’s coming,” Kian says from the pool house door, stopping to smirk at me when he spots the bottle of lube on the bed. “Oh, you naughty girl.”

  “I.. wait, what?”

  Her distant voice fills my ears and I curse, quickly grabbing some leggings to pull them up over my hips. Xan finds a pair of sweats to wear but leaves his shirt off, following closely behind me while we head outside with Travis and Kian. Bear walks over to stand in front of me and I scratch his head, looking up to find my mother talking quietly with Xan’s parents and the principal by the pool.

  “Mom,” I call, effectively stealing her attention away from them. “What are you doing here?”

  “I need to talk to you.”

  “About what?”

  “College,” she answers, curling her lip while she bounces her eyes between me and Xan. “I don’t agree with your choice and I never will, but I’m willing to pay for you to go to school in Seattle next fall.”

  My heart skips a beat and I pull my brows in, confused considering she was dead set on disowning me a couple of hours ago. “Why?”

  “Why do you think?” she asks, gritting her teeth like it’s physically painful for her to get the words out. “If I let you run off with no money and no purpose in life, people will talk and spread rumors about me. I won’t let you ruin my reputation more than you already have, and having a daughter who has to work for a living is even more embarrassing than one who abandons her responsibilities to become an artist.”

  “Photographer.”

  “Yes, that,” she says distractedly, waving a hand while she pulls her phone out from her purse. “I’ll have the girls set up an interview once you receive your acceptance letter and we’ll make it look like a positive thing, tell them you’re down to earth or something along those lines. I’m sure we can find a way to twist it to make me look like a caring, supportive mother.”

  “I’m sure,” I mutter, refraining from calling her out on her selfishness because it’s pointless.

  She’s not about to change who she is or what she believes in – not today, at least – and I honestly have no desire to force her to do so. I can’t make her love me just because, and even though it still hurts a little bit, I’m not about to try and force that, either.

  “You can keep your trust fund and your car, but I still expect you to do exceedingly well at school and keep and eye on your.. image,” she stresses, thankfully not stupid enough to say weight in front of all these people. “No more skipping classes, no more suspensions, and no more ridiculous tattoos. Do I make myself clear?”

  I raise a brow at that, crossing my arms over my chest with my head cocked to the side. “Yes, Mother.”

  “Good,” she says, putting her phone away before smoothing her hands over the front of her dress. “I assume you’re not coming home with me?”

  I shake my head and she sighs out an angry breath, but she doesn’t own me anymore and it seems she knows it.

  Xan wraps his arms around me from behind and she hits him with a look of disgust, not even bothering to acknowledge anyone else before she turns around and walks back to the car waiting on the driveway. Silence follows and Xan’s mother frowns, looking from her to us and then back to her again.

  “What a bitch.”

  “Isla,” her sister scolds, but the rest of us are all laughing, Xan’s dad included.

  He dips his head to hide it and shoves his hands into his pockets, clearing his throat before he looks between me and his son. “Are you kids hungry yet? We were just about to order some food before we go.”

  “Wait, you’re leaving tonight?” Xan asks, looking a little disappointed when they both nod. “Why?”

  “I’ve got work at five tomorrow morning and your mother’s got an appointment with her therapist.”

  “Thank you, Alec,” Isla says dryly. “I’m sure everybody here needed to know that.”

  “Honey, most of them already know what a raging lunatic you are,” he throws back, smirking right at her when he catches
the look on her face. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

  “You are such a prick.”

  “That’s not what you said in the car just now,” he mutters, earning himself a nasty glare and a hard slap to the chest. “You hit like a girl.”

  “I swear to god, I could kill you.”

  “Try it.”

  “Don’t tempt me.”

  I pinch my lips together and look up at Xan, pulling my brows in when I find him grinning like a dumbass.

  “What are you so happy about?”

  “They’re arguing,” he whispers, side eyeing his parents while he dips his head to kiss the crook of my neck.

  “And that’s a good thing?”

  “Baby, that’s an awesome thing,” he tells me, tightening his arms around my waist while he moves to speak in my ear. “I dare you to take a shower with me.”

  “Right now?” I hiss, my cheeks heating when he nods and pulls me back towards the pool house. “What about dinner with your parents?”

  “It’ll take at least a half hour for the food to get here,” he points out, nipping my earlobe. “I’ll make you come hard and fast, I promise.”

  My pussy throbs at that, and I almost moan. “Goddamnit, Xan.”

  Travis and Kian both laugh at us and Xan wiggles his eyebrows, but then he stops walking and looks at our principal over my head. “Am I expelled?”

  “No, you’re not expelled,” she assures him, lifting a hand when he starts to say something else. “And yes, JJ can move in with you for the rest of senior year. You’ve both been sleeping here every night anyway, so it’s really no different than before, is it?”

  I fail to hide my amusement and she winks at me, playfully shaking her head at us when Xan picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I let out a squeal and he squeezes my ass over my leggings, chuckling to himself while he carries me through to the bathroom in the pool house. He turns the water on and sets me down on my feet, quickly ripping his shirt over my head before he’s back on me again, squeezing my sides and owning my body in a way that makes me crazy. He kisses me and I melt against him, lifting my hands to run my fingers through his messy purple hair.

 

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