Page 87 of Destroying Everleigh

Ashton barked a laugh. “I’m not sucking your dick, Rivera. I don’t get on my knees for anyone.”

“I’d pay good money to see that.” Jameson smirked.

“You don’t have good money,” I shot back, pumping myself up and down even faster than before. “Slap her.”

Ashton slapped her across the face. Not hard enough to really hurt her, but enough to make it sting. A lot of girls would havegotten turned on by it—well, maybe not. But my dream girl would have. Instead, Briley yelped and cried even harder. Fuck yes.

“Spit on her,” I huffed out, trying to follow my release. My mind flashed back to when I’d spit in Everleigh’s mouth—how she fucking liked it, and then she turned around and spat on Ashton’s face without a care in the world. Goddamn. She was sexy as fuck.

Briley started shaking her head profusely. “Please, don’t,” she begged.

Ashton grabbed a fistful of her hair again, similar to how Everleigh had done him. He jerked her head back and spat, the liquid hitting her right in the eye before trickling down her cheek. Her body vibrated with sobs, the sounds coming out ugly.

Pleasure rippled through me as my release neared, and my breathing grew even deeper. My legs started trembling and I knew I was almost there.

“Pinch her nipple. Hard,” I ordered.

Ashton grabbed one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger before pinching the shit out of it. Just like he’d done to Everleigh, though her breasts had been hidden from view. A strangled gasp fluttered past her thin lips, followed by more sobs. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and I knew she hated every moment of this.

“Fuck,” I groaned. I jumped to my feet, pumping myself a few more times before spilling my seed all over her face and non-existent tits. It wasn’t the best orgasm, but it would work.

I tucked myself back in my pants and boxers before dropping down on the couch again.

“Get dressed,” Ashton told her.

Briley was still crying, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “It wasn’t that bad. If it was, you would have left by now.” It irkedme that she was playing some kind of victim when she could have put a stop to it.

She didn’t protest, even though getting dressed meant she couldn’t clean off my cum. She pulled her bra on over her head before doing the same with her shirt. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hands and forced herself to her feet on shaky legs.

Briley looked at me and then at Ashton. “A-are you still breaking up with me?” she asked in a trembling voice.

The fact that she still wanted to be with one of us after that shit, spoke volumes. Desperation wasn’t a good look on anyone. It was even less appealing on a bitch we didn’t even want in the first place.

“Yeah. Get out, and don’t come back,” Ash told her before moving to take the spot on the other side of Jamie.

“All because I can’t give head properly?” she asked in bewilderment.

I snorted in response. If she had actually been a girl we were interested in pursuing, that wouldn’t deter us. But it was Briley Knight. She was eighteen, and Everleigh’s little sister. I didn’t expect her to be so desperate. She was so unlike her sister that it was hard to believe they were actually siblings. Had we even tried any of this shit on Little E, she would have told us to go to hell, and then she’d probably never speak to us again.

I did want to feel her grind against me again, though. That shit washot. I’d have to get her alone sometime soon. If Jamie got to fuck her, why couldn’t I? It could be our little secret.

Ashton’s voice cut through my thoughts, reminding me that we were currently in the middle of abreakup. “That’s part of it,” he said dryly. “The other part is that you’re too desperate and have the body of a twelve-year-old little boy.”

We all liked our women with a little bit of meat on their bones. It didn’t even have to be much. But we shouldn’t be ableto see every indention of her ribs. That was just tragic. Crystal was small, but she had tits to make up for it and wasn’t ninety pounds.

Briley’s face twisted into anger, finally showing us some kind of spark. I’d been worried for a moment that she was just an empty-headed ditz. “You guys are nothing but a bunch of fucking assholes,” she snapped. “I don’t know what my sister saw in any of you.”

Ashton and Jameson both tensed at the mention of the bitch’s name. But it was Ash who spoke first. “You think we treated Evie like this?” He scoffed.

Jameson nodded. “You think she would have allowed us to?”

“Do you even know your sister at all?” I added, raising an eyebrow.

Even when Everleigh was pure and innocent, she still had some level of a backbone. She never would have stood for any kind of mistreatment. That was one of the things I used to admire about her. Even now, with us coming at her, she was strong. She’s only cried once, and it was probably warranted. Unlike Briley here who wouldn’t stop bawling and sniffling.

Briley glanced between us; her hands balled into fists at her sides. “Why treat me like this, then?” she asked.

Jameson raised a hand like we were in high school, and he knew the answer to the question that had just been asked. “Oh, I know. I know!” I huffed a laugh at his theatrics. “It’s because you’re boring. I mean, there’s a reason no one’s fucked you yet.” He grinned, getting a kick out of taking her down a peg. “Here’s a hint. Nobody wants to.”

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