Page 76 of Prince of Pain

He drove off ahead of me this time, and he was definitely speeding. Not that I followed the speed limit myself, but it was harder to keep up with him once we ran into some traffic and he got ahead of me.

It wasn’t like I didn’t know where he lived, so I put my music on and sang along as I drove, noticing him slow slightly ahead as if just realizing he was leaving me behind.

I passed him and he followed me the rest of the way, telling me to park out front by the stairs while he put his car in the garage.

I was expecting chaos when he led me into the house, but it was dead silent.

“Where is everyone?”

“Jail, working, or school,” he shrugged, making me frown.

“Who’s in jail?”

“Skeet, Ty, and Hunter. So is Beck and Maddox,” he shrugged, my eyes widening.

“Wait, seriously? What happened?”

“Crew stuff,” he said vaguely, taking the bag I had in my hand and leading me upstairs to his bedroom. “I mean it, okay? Tonight only. Mom’s dealing with enough shit and doesn’t need you moving in and getting comfortable.”

“What are we doing today then? You want to drink by the pool?” I asked, earning the stink eye.

“Can you just be sober for one day?”

“Can you be fun for one day?” I threw back. “Can we at least fuck or something?”

“Shouldn’t you be more worried about making money and finding somewhere to live?” he scoffed, dropping back onto his bed to put his arms behind his head, not moving as I straddled his lap and peered down at him.

He hardened against my ass, making me smirk. “I’d prefer to fuck you all day, to be honest.”

“You’re worse than me, you know that?” he finally chuckled, moving his hands to my waist. “Maybe we can take a joint out to the pool later.”

“And fuck, right?”

I laughed as he bucked his hips, causing me to fall forward over his chest. He ground up against me, his dick pressing against my pussy through my leggings.

“Surely the guys got you off enough,” he murmured, his hands sliding around to my back to keep me close.

“They did, but they’re not you. No one makes me feel as good as you,” I answered, kicking myself when he went quiet, but then his mouth was on mine.

It was rough, and it ended way too quickly for my liking.

“You want to come to the track tonight?” he asked, acting as if he hadn’t just kissed me and woken my pussy up.

“To watch you fuck other girls and abandon me? No, thanks,” I huffed, but he chuckled and sat up, keeping me on his lap as he kissed my neck.

“I’m thinking of racing. You can be my passenger princess. You can’t get high as fuck here, so maybe an adrenaline rush around the track will give you what you need.”

Ryder used to race a lot, but he hadn’t been lately.

“Is that why you want to race? Are you needing an adrenaline hit?” I asked, a sigh leaving him.

“Yeah. I’m struggling a little thanks to the other night, so I’m hoping it eases it.”

“A night of racing and fucking sounds pretty good,” I grinned. “Can you get rough with me tonight? I want you to let your monster out a little.”

He winced, easing me off his lap to sit beside him. “I don’t know, Temp. It’s dangerous.”

“I want you to make me bleed. I’m addicted to the pain you give me.”

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