Page 82 of Little Psycho

My grin twists devilishly as I make my way over to Five, fully aware that Killian and the others are watching me, jealousy burning within them.I don’t know if his little stunt earlier in the tunnels was a jab at me, trying to make me jealous with that cum slut he fucked, but it worked regardless.

But he doesn’t know.He doesn’t know that I was there watching him, following his every step.Or that I know about the mural of me that he’s painting.

But I know—I knoweverything.

Forcing my eyes to blink, I look away from him, turning around just in time to see Five grinning at me.Flipping my hair over my shoulder, I smile, walking back into his life like nothing ever happened.I don’t have to see the looks on the guys faces when I wrap my arms around the back of his neck—I know how jealous they are.

I want them at my mercy so I can control them.I need them to be on the same page as me when it comes to finishing my list, and teasing them like this is a guarantee that I have them exactly where I want them.

But how far am I willing to take it?

“Look who decided to come back and see me,” Five says jokingly, doing that thing with his lip that I love—he tugs his bottom one between his teeth and sweeps his eyes over my body, making me melt at his fucking feet.

“Did someone miss me?”I flirt back, gliding my tongue across my lip while I tug on the strings in his sweatshirt.

“You know I fucking missed you, Little Psycho.Did you miss me?”He lowers his voice, but even over the revving engines, I can hear him as clearly as ever.

He places one hand on the small of my back and grips my chin with the other, tilting my head so my eyes are forced to look into his.Even though our time together was brief, the connection we formed is deep, and being back in his arms sends a rush of conflicting feelings straight to my heart.

My pulse races in a different way as I recall the moments shared between us and the secrets hidden deep in our thoughts.Five’s gaze locks onto mine, and for a moment, I lose myself in the warmth of his familiar presence.The tension swirling around us feels invigorating, but I can’t ignore the nagging thoughts of the guys’ watchful eyes from across the street.

With a soft tug, I pull myself out of Five’s grasp, teasingly releasing myself from his comfort.I know I’m playing a dangerous game; I can feel it pressing down on me, sitting heavy like an elephant on my shoulders.

“Did I miss you?Yeah, of course.But you know I have to keep you at arms length to keep things interesting,” I reply, winking at him.

“I think things are pretty interesting as is,” he says, leaning in closer, chuckling, his breath brushing against my ear, sending tingles up and down my spine.“But I think you love the back and forth, maybe a little too much.You fucking thrive on the chase.”

Playing innocent, I shrug, batting my long, dark lashes at him.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Even amidst the noise of the crowd and the growl of the roaring engines, the world narrows down to just the two of us.My heart is pounding with adrenaline—from the anticipation for the race and the uncharted territory that lies between Five and me.

“So you’re back withthem, huh?”he asks, his eyes fixated on the line of cars the guys are in, even though I know he’s talking to me.

“We have unfinished business between us, Five.but don’t let that come in betweenthis.”I make a hand gesture, motioning to the two of us, a grin on my face as he tugs me back into his strong embrace.

Running his hands all over my body, he spins me around and pushes my chest against a car, pinning me to it with his body pressed possessively against mine.I can feel his massive cock rubbing into my ass and I shudder, feeling fire flow through my veins like an inferno.His hands grip the hem of my skirt, his fingers tickling my sensitive flesh as they skate across my upper thighs.

“You wore this for me, didn’t you?”He questions, growling in my ear as his tongue darts out and licks the shell of it.

I push my ass back against his cock, rolling my hips in a teasing manner, ripping a low moan from his throat.But before I can answer, the sharp sound of a horn pierces the air, signaling the start of the race.

Engines rev in a symphony of power, and the atmosphere shifts once more, especially between me and Five.adrenaline surges through the crowd, a collective breath held as they focus on the asphalt strip ahead.

Five leans closer, brushing his lips across the nape of my neck, getting me to shiver in his warm embrace.He chuckles, his hands sliding up my skirt and cupping the globes of my ass.

“Looks like the race is about to begin,” he mutters, his lips ghosting along my ear with a tantalizing heat that sends a ripple of excitement coursing through me.

Even as the lights begin to flicker and exhaust fumes float through the air, I can feel something more pressing building between Five and me—a spark of something chaotic.The atmosphere crackles as spectators sense the thrill of the impending race.

“Let them race,” I tease, tossing him a wink.“This, well, this is way more interesting.”I push back against him again, relishing the heat radiating between us.

But just as I’m about to dive deeper into whatever this is, the familiar sound of Killian’s voice cuts through the static of my thoughts like a knife.

“Hey, where the hell do you think you’re going?”His tone is sharp and possessive, and it makes me freeze mid-motion.

I glance over my shoulder to see him stepping closer, that ever-so-familiar smirk plastered across his face.I can read his body language easily—his narrowed eyes, the clenching of his jaw—he’s not happy.I turn back to Five, whose eyes are now alight with a mix of amusement and defiance.

“Can’t a girl have a little fun?”I shoot back, my voice playful, but my heart is racing against my ribcage.“Besides, you don’t own me, Killian—none of you do.”

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