Page 61 of Vile Boys

“I’ll tear holes into your body if you don’t fucking tell me where she went right now,” he barks back.

“Oh, don’t threaten me with a good time, please,” I muse, chuckling.

He attempts to slap me, but I grasp his wrist and twist it until he’s locked in a place where he can’t move.

“How many times must I tell you? You can’t win this, Caleb,” Isay.

“All right, all right, I’m sorry,” he splutters.

I slap him on the ass and release him. “Good boy.”

He gets all flushed as he pats himself down and pretends I didn’t just easily subdue him.

Sometimes he forgets I’m a black belt in both ju-jitsu and Kendo.

Hell, I even forget it myself sometimes.

“She walked back down the street she came out of,” I say, pointing him in the right direction. “Looks like it’s on the way back to her dorm.”

He walks toward the gate and throws it open, then runs to his car, the panic settling in his eyes when he sees how badly damaged it is. “My fucking baby.” He caresses the car. “She ruined you.”

“It’s just a car,” I yell across the lawn.

“It is not just a car, asshole!” he yells back. “She just got a fucking paint job!”

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have pissed that girl off as much as you did?” I shrug.

Now he’s really fuming.

Oops. My bad.

He slaps his own car a little too harshly. “She’s gonna fucking pay for this.”

“Do you really think that’s the smart thing to do?” I ask him, casually sipping on my hot cocoa. “You know, seeing how she pretty much knows something no one can find out?”

“I don’t fucking care. She ruined my car.”

“And what did you do to deserve it?” I muse, taking another sip while he’s almost exploding like a hot air balloon being fed too much fire.

He slowly marches back into the property. “She followed me. So I gave her a piece of my mind.”

My eyes narrow. “You mean an inch of your dick.”

The smirk says it all.

He leans in to whisper into my ear, “Every fucking inch. And if you want to know … She also tasted divine.”

Now why did that make my dick bob up and down in my pants? I’ll never know.

He turns around and saunters off, waving at me. “Don’t tell Ares.”

“You know I’m terrible at keeping secrets, darling,” I warn him. “I might let it slip.”

He sticks up his middle finger at me. “Then tell him the truth and let him know how good she felt while she came all over my fucking tongue. I’m sure he won’t mind that I played with his shiny new toy.”

Crystal

I putmy bag in the corner of my room and take a deep breath.

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