Page 20 of Dangerous Allure

“Oh, I will fuck the quarterback. After the game. We all know how the team is about ‘no sex before the game’ bullshit.” I mock and there’s that look again. Disgust is written all over Mila’s face as she swipes the brush against my cheek.

“What's the problem, Mila? Your Amber is showing.” I spit, making a dig at her attitude matching her bitch of a sister. I’m so sick and tired of the bullshit.

“Nothing. What do you mean?” She says, and I roll my eyes.

“Whatever you say.” I reply as she finishes with my face paint. We all turn to look at ourselves in the mirror and I hate the person looking back at me. Like always, I just plaster a fake smile and head for the exit.

“I’m going to grab my jersey. I’ll meet you guys on the bleachers?” I say, leaving the bathroom. I really wish I could just say fuck it and walk out the front doors and go hangout with the Cyprus boys, but I can’t. I’m too afraid of what the consequences will be.

Hours later, and yet another win from the football team, Jacob grips my hips, picking me up off my feet in the middle of the field and twirling me around as he celebrates his win.

“We did it again, Pres. We fucking did it!” He cheers before placing me down. He rips his helmet off and cups my face.

“Happy Birthday baby, I love you. I’m going to go with the guys for a little while, then I’ll pick you up for a night out. I’ll text you.” He says, kissing me before I can say anything.

“Okay, don’t forget, my party is in a few days.” I remind him and he grips me tighter.

“I didn’t forget. It’s going to be awesome.” He says before one of the guys comes up to him, dragging him away.Thank fucking god.

Leaving the field, I try to find the girls to catch a ride with one of them, but there’s so many people I can’t fucking find them.Fuck.I head for the school in hopes maybe they’re inside by their lockers.

Opening the side doors, I jump as I slam into a hard chest causing me to stumble back but strong hands steady me.

“Hey, you’ve been avoiding me, Beauty.” Mav says and I roll my eyes walking around him, but he grips my hips from behind, wrapping his arms around my waist.Why must he do this?

“Please let me talk to you. I don’t like how we left things.” He pleads and I spin in his arms, pushing at his chest, but he doesn't let go, he only grips me tighter.

“Why? We’re just friends, Mav. Those are the rules you set out, remember?” I say as he cups my face, forcing me to look up at him.

“That’s not what I want anymore.” He whispers, pressing me against a locker.Thank god the halls are deserted.

“Bullshit. Then what? Just pass me along to your brothers? I’m not a fucking whore, Maverick.” I spit and he shakes his head, pressing his body into mine. God, the urge to give into him issooooofucking strong.

“I’d never do that, Pres. Not with you.” He says as he looks into my eyes, then down to my lips and back up again.Fuck. I want him to kiss me, but I know, I know what his kisses do to me.

“Mav, don’t,” I whisper, but he licks his lips before pressing them against mine so gently. I fall into the kiss, moaning as his tongue swirls against mine. He pulls back with a smirk as I try to catch my breath.

“You always taste so good, Beauty.” He says before kissing me again. I don’t know how long we stand there for, getting lost in one another in the middle of the deserted hallway, but it’s not until a throat clears that he pulls away.

“You guys need to leave and take your little party somewhere else. I need to lock the school.” The janitor warns. We both laugh and walk out the same door we came in. The sun has set and there's not a single person in sight. He grabs my hand, leading me to the parking lot.

“I’ll take you home, unless you want to come hang for a bit at my place?” He asks with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, but I shake my head.

“Not tonight.” I say as we approach his Thunderbird. He goes to open the door but presses me against it and wraps his hand around my throat, thumbing my bottom lip.Jesus, this guy.A blush crawls up my cheeks and he smirks.

“I can’t stop kissing you Beauty. I want to devour you.” He admits, causing my breathing to hitch.

“I have a boyfriend, Mav, you can't keep kissing me like that.” I say, and he shakes his head.

“Fuck that guy. You deserve better.” He says, gliding his lips against mine.Fucking Christ.His words hit home more than he will ever know. Just when I think he’s going to kiss me again, he backs up and opens the door.

“Let’s get you home, birthday girl. Before I start thinking with my dick.” He laughs and I shake my head.

“Such a beast.” I giggle, climbing in.I wish he could just take me somewhere no one will ever find us and just live in a bubble of happiness, but no. All he’s going to do is drop me off at the devil’s lair.

He starts up the car and heads to my house. I hate having to go back there. I really hope Stan and my mom are occupied so I can just go to my room and relax.

“So, did you have a good day today?” He asks, and I laugh.

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