Page 228 of Heart So Hollow

My eyes fly open and I lift my head, staring straight ahead at the green siding of the back hoe. When I finally turn to Bowen, he’s watching Tall Girl, the corner of his mouth twitching into a snarl as she deep throats him. When she slides him halfway out, he grabs her by the back of her hair, making her yelp.

Holding her still, he leans in close and gets in her face, “You done being a little bitch?”

She presses her mouth shut and winces in pain as he clenches her hair tighter.

“Speak up, princess,” Bowen murmurs, his voice dripping with malice.

Tall Girl rakes her teeth over her bottom lip, “Yes,” she whispers.

His mouth curls with satisfaction, “I’m going to have a lot of fun fucking that self-righteousness out of you.”

I can’t help but roll my eyes, that’s rich...

Bowen stills for a moment, then suddenly his hand flies up and he pops her across the jaw. She gasps in shock and her eyes dart to me, then back to Bowen.

“Don’t look at him,” Bowen gives her head a jerk, “he’s not going to help you. I run your shit.”

Hellbranch Girl peers at them out of the corner of her eye but doesn’t break rhythm. Once he’s finished his reprimands, Bowen pushes Tall Girl’s shocked face back down onto his dick and turns his attention to me. Because now he knows he has mine.

“She was in our hot tub last night when I got home,” he shoots me a sideways glance, “they were drunk as skunks,” he chuckles.

Bowen reaches behind his back and pulls his phone out of his pocket. A few seconds later, he rotates the screen toward me and my chest tightens. It’s a picture of the hot tub on his deck, but Evie takes up most of the screen. She’s at the edge, holding her royal blue bikini top up so her glistening wet tits are on full display. Hildy’s on the other side of the hot tub, facing away, engrossed in her phone.

“She’s so fucking cute,” Bowen smiles and gazes at the screen with a twisted sense of endearment, “I don’t think she even remembers.”

But he doesn’t put his phone down. Instead, he props it up on the back of Tall Girl’s shoulders and stares at the screen while she bobs up and down. A few seconds later, he rotates the screen toward me with a grin. I curse under my breath as I stare at Bowen’s phone, squeezing Hellbranch Girl’s neck and pulsing her up and down on my dick.

I should look away, but I don’t. “Stay—” Hellbranch Girl sucks harder, but staring at the picture is what brings me to the edge, “the fuck away from her,” I say through gritted teeth.

“From who, Col?” Bowen twists his mouth into a feral grin as he gazes at the screen.

“Evie!” I bark as my abs tense and I clench the back of Hellbranch Girl’s neck as I shoot my cum into the back of her throat.

My head collapses onto the back of the couch and I close my eyes as she fists my base, sucking every drop out of me. Bowen’s shoulder bumps against mine as he starts pumping Tall Girl’s head down harder.

“But I can’t stop thinking about her, Col,” his voice grinds through each breath, “all I want to do is lick her needy little clit and—oh, fuck,” he throws his head back onto the cushion next to mine, “come in her tight little pussy.” His mouth falls open and he lets out a barrage of groans as he unloads into Tall Girl’s throat.

I cringe when I feel Bowen’s hair brush against my temple.

Why is he so goddamn close to me?

I stay still and try to disassociate, pretending that what just happened didn’t actually happen. After a couple of minutes, the cushion sinks down under me as Hellbranch Girl crawls into my lap. When I feel her bare legs and her wet skin against my stomach, I realize she’s naked from the waist down. She reaches down and starts working my dick to get me hard again, undeterred by Bowen’s stifling presence.

“Just imagine it’s her, Col,” Bowen murmurs, my stomach turning as his mouth brushes my ear, “I won’t tell…” he chuckles.

???

And now, here I am, back at Leland’s pole building, figuring out how to undo all of Bowen’s hard work. He wasn’t just trying to mess with my head, he had a plan. But there’s no way I can tell Evie about that shit. Ever.

Her soft voice brings me back, “I know what he does, Col,” she gazes up at me intently, “I’m at their house just as much as my mom’s.”

I hesitate for a moment as an idea comes to mind, “Is that why you like him, because he’s like me?”

Evie looks down at the carpet of pine needles at our feet and smiles.

Fine, I’ll play dirty.

I look over her shoulder and grin like I’m laughing, wide enough so Bowen can see and doesn’t think he needs to interfere because I’m not about to yell at her in front of everyone.

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