Page 95 of Vile Boys

“Oh, Crystal … you naughty girl,” I mutter, jerking off faster.

“Wow.”

I stop abruptly as the door to my bathroom is opened.

“Can you not?” I mutter, disappointed. “I’m busy.”

“I can see that,” Caleb says as he marches inside.

I raise a brow as his eyes travel down my majestic body to my cock. “Oh …” My smirk deepens. “Well, if you’d like to, I’m sure there’s more than enough water for the two of us.”

He snorts and washes his hands in the sink. “I don’t think that’s going to work, Blaine. My dick’s already spent. Twice actually. Butthanks for the offer.”

Twice? What has he been up to?

“Then why did you come into my bathroom? You have your own.”

“I just wanted to let you know that Ares and I went after her.”

His eyes meet mine in the mirror, and the water suddenly feels too hot under my feet.

“What do you mean?”

“Her mom came onto my dad, and she refuses to break them up,” he explains.

“Yeah, I know about all that.” I wave it away, bored that this is the reason he got my dick to go flaccid after all that effort. “Get to the point.”

“She actually fucking traded us her body to keep her mom safe,” he says, licking his lips.

I narrow my eyes. “Did she now?”

“What? You don’t approve?” He turns around and folds his arms.

“I would’ve used different means to get what I wanted,” I reply, folding my arms too.

He smiles smugly. “I’m not you, though.”

“Good,” I retort, running my fingers through my hair. “Wouldn’t want those filthy hands touching my perfect body.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever.”

“You don’t sound at all sure of what you did with her,” I say.

“It’s too late. She’s already made her choice,” he says. “And we made good on our promise to give her everything she asked for.”

My hard-on bobs up and down from just that sentence alone.

“Please elaborate.”

He shrugs. “We just fucked her. That’s it. We didn’t hurt her.”

I sigh out loud. “It’s fine. I don’t need the details.”

“You’re just mad we didn’t invite you,” he says.

I scoff. “You wish. I don’t involve myself in petty squabble.”

“Petty squabble?” he barks. “I’m pretty fucking sure she set her mom up with my dad on purpose.”

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