Page 59 of Chaos at Westbrook High

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to.”

“Liar,” he taunts me. “Gimme another reason.”

“You’re my brother’s cousin.”

“I’m not your cousin.”

“Close enough.”

“Nah.” He licks across my throat to get to the other side of my neck, digging his thumbs into my inner thighs. “You don’t get to act like we’re nothing to you and then claim us whenever you feel like it.”

“I’m not claiming anything.”

“I’d like to claim something,” he murmurs, his thumb climbing a little higher until he reaches my clit, rubbing it in slow, soft circles that make me jolt.

I moan again, grabbing his hand to stop him before I embarrass myself more.

His eyes hit mine, and he smiles like the chaotic demon he is. “Lean back so I can eat this pussy and make you come on my face.”

I smile back. “No.”

“You fucking tease,” he rasps. “Tell me what I can do.”

“You can leave.” Before I beg you to stay.

He stares at me. With his gaze burning into mine, he lifts my hand up to his mouth. He kisses the pads of my middle fingertips before he sucks them into his mouth, sliding his tongue around and between my fingers, coating them with his spit.

“Fuck yourself with these for me when I’m gone.”

For him.

He licks his lower lip as if he’s savoring the taste of me as he walks away. “Lock the door,” he calls over his shoulder, stealing one last look at me before he walks out.

I blink once, twice, then jump off the counter and head over to the front door to do as I’m told. Turning around, I fall back against it and do the other thing he told me to do. I slide my hand into my sweats and push my spit-coated fingers into my pussy. I didn’t even need the spit. I’m so wet already.

For him.

Sliding down to the floor, I spread my legs and close my eyes while I finger myself, rubbing the palm of my hand over my clit. With Kai Kingston and his dirty mouth on my mind, I make myself come fast and hard, my legs shaking as my pussy clenches around my fingers.

It’s only when I catch my breath that I realize I never heard him walk away.

Chapter 22

KAI

I’m watching her again, my eyes glued to the ball cap covering her face, her long, wavy hair spilling over her back as she reads her book in the cafeteria.

I’m a bastard for listening to her come. I leaned against the door between us and did my best not to come in my jeans, listening to her soft moans as she fucked herself with my spit.

Fuck.

I can’t get that night out of my head. The way she reacted to me. The way she let me touch her. The way she obeyed me. God. I want it to happen again. I want to explore every inch of her body and claim it as my own. I want to see what it takes to make her scream my name. I want to own her, inside and out.

“Hey, Kai,” Madison says, perching her ass on the table between me and Damon, her long, bare legs dangling off the edge.

Damon slides his eyes to mine but doesn’t say anything. He was ready to beat my ass the other night for sneaking away from the party to go to Hailey’s, but he got over it when I told him Derek wasn’t there.

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