Page 66 of Little Psycho

WHO’S MY GOOD GIRL?—MANIC KAZZY

KILL

Struggling to keep my eyes open as I sit here slouched on the couch, enjoying a heavily drug-induced nod, I can’t help but sneak glances at Calista since she changed out of her wet clothes.In her oversized shirt and tiny shorts, my gaze wanders over her body, wondering what lies beneath her outfit.

She’s right—we have changed, but so has she.

She’s not the same quiet, fragile little girl whose favorite thing to do is go to the beach at night just to look at the stars and listen to Taking Back Sunday.Her platinum curls no longer shine like the sun and bounce on her shoulder when she laughs.And her ocean-blue eyes don’t sparkle with hope and joy; they’re dull, lost, and full of pain and suffering every time I look into them.

But fuck, she’s still the most beautiful girl in the fucking world and my love for her has only grown, even with us being apart for so long.Every part of me—tormented, abused, and broken—loves every part of her, including the broken parts—possibly even more.

When we were all still friends and everything was good between us, I harbored a secret crush on her, never telling her for multiple reasons—the main one being my fear of ruining our friendship.Now that everything is already ruined, there’s nothing stopping me from admitting that I want more from her—that I always have.

Long, wet blonde curls cascade down her back in tight ringlets as she leans forward, rolling a blunt with the weed on the table.Every so often, she glances at me, her captivating blue eyes piercing into my fucking soul.And even though her being here makes me nervous as fuck, I flash her a flirtatious smile every time.

“I’m out,” Ash announces as he comes walking down the hall toward the front door, a grim expression on his face, knowing what awaits him once he walks out the door.

“Try to be careful,” I mutter.“And stay strong.”My heart hurts as he nods at me and waves to Cali, unease and terror clouding his already grey eyes.

“I’ll be here when you get back, Ash.”Cali smiles at him as he leaves, knowing what he’s about to have to endure when he leaves.

Once he’s gone, it’s just the two of us, and my mind begins to run wild with the possibilities of what could happen.

“Is there something you want to say, Killian?”Without turning to look at me, Calista asks, with a little pep in her playful tone, obviously feeling my eyes piercing into her back like the knife I put there years ago.

I watch as she brings the blunt to her mouth and darts her tongue out, gliding it along the edge of the wrap to wet it enough so it sticks when she rolls it all together.And fuck, the little act turns me on, making my cock hard while pressing against my inner thigh.

“Fuck me,” I groan under my breath, low enough to where she can’t hear...or so I think anyway.

“No, nothing.Just watching you roll,” I lie, suddenly losing the confidence that I had when she arrived.

She huffs, clearly not believing me, and shakes her head without looking back.

As she finishes rolling the blunt, she turns to look at me with a knowing smirk on her face.“You know, I know you felt something pass between us, Killian,” she says, her voice low and sultry.“Are you just going to sit there and let it pass?”She grins, putting the blunt between her lips and lighting it.

The confidence in her expression sends a thrill through me, and before I know it, I’m beside her on the couch, shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh.Without uttering a single word, I rip the blunt out of her mouth and force my lips to meet hers in a fierce, desperate kiss that we both fight for control of with our eager tongues.

While her hands grab my thighs, rubbing up and down, I slide one of mine to the back of her head and wrap the other one around her throat, holding her in place as my tongue dominates every inch of her mouth.

I dig my fingers into the back of her neck as she digs hers into my thighs, right in the sensitive spot above my knees.My body jerks, and I deepen the kiss, swirling my pierced tongue around hers.Little seductive moans slip from her mouth and into mine as the kiss between us becomes insatiable, the taste of her igniting something in me that’s been buried for so damn long.

She’s like a fucking addiction, and the worst fucking one.I know I want her.I know I need her.But we’re tumultuous as one, and yet, the chaos that follows her only makes me want her even more.

Gliding her tongue across my teeth, she begins to pull away, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth.I wince, squeezing her throat tighter and making her veins thump rapidly against the palm of my hand.

As we finally pull away from each other, both of us breathless, I can feel the tension in the room dissipating, crackling with anticipation and desire.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted this for so long, Cali,” I admit, my voice barely more than a whisper as I rest my forehead against hers.

Calista’s response is a smirk, her hooded eyes flashing with desire.“Show me how much you want me, how much you’ve missed me.Show me how much you fucking hate me, Killian.”

And as we lean in for another kiss, I can’t help but forget about everything that’s gone wrong and focus on whatever might go right between us.But then she pulls away, being a fucking cocktease once again.In a swift motion, I’m on my feet with Calista thrown over my shoulder, her ass in the air beside my face, taunting me with each step I take toward my bedroom.

I raise my hand and bring it down hard across her ass, watching her firm, juicy cheeks jiggle.And as soon as we walk into my room, I dop her onto the bed, hungrily staring down at her while quickly undressing.

“Take your fucking clothes off, brat.Show me what I’ve been fucking missing all these years,” I demand, my voice rough and deep.

Slowly, she strips her clothes off, dropping them in a heap on the floor beside my bed until she’s finally sitting spread eagle with her pussy on display, pushing her perky tits out for me to admire.

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