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“Yeah, I’m your Devil, and I’m about to own you.” I say, slipping my fingers inside her waiting pussy.

“I hate you so much right now.”

“That’s fine, because hate sex is the best sex.”

“We aren’t having sex again, Wyck.”

“You don’t tell me what I’m going to do, I’m the one in control.” I remind her by pinching her clit, hard, drawing a yelp from her.

“Okay, you asshole, I get it.”

“Good, now get ready.”

“Oh, I’m ready alright. Just make sure you make me come without your dick, please.”

“Do you mean to tell me, you didn’t like when we fucked?” My ego is not bruised, because I in fact know she enjoyed every minute of it. I had the scratches to prove it, and she could hardly walk straight the next morning.

Not waiting for her answer, I pump my fingers in and out of her wet pussy as it begins to make slouching noises. “You don’t need to answer, because your pussy is telling me all I need to know right now.”

“Wyck, just shut up if you want this to go right, here comes your girl.”

“She’s not my girl.” I bark. “Open your legs wider and rub your clit.”

“I don’t want to do this while everyone is watching me.”

“I could care less what you want, do it or fucking else.”

“Ugh.” She grunts, but sticks two fingers into her mouth, slides them inside her bikini, and starts rubbing herself. “This makes it a little better.”

“Makes what better?”“The embarrassment I’m suffering at your hands.” She sighs. “I’ll get over it, just don’t stop. I need this.” She moans when I hear a crash from the side of us, and I know what that means. Athens just saw what I was doing to someone that isn’t her. Good.

“I’m sorry.” She announces, bending down to clean up the mess when Karter steps up behind her.

“Leave it, come back inside for a minute.” He places his hand on the small of her back and leads her back in the house, but not before I see the disapproving look on her face.

“Why are you tormenting that girl, Wyck?”

“Mind your business if you want to come.”

“Grrr.” She says, and that has me laughing a throaty laugh at her. “You sure know how to shut me up, just don’t stop what you’re doing, Wyck or so help me.”

“You aren’t gonna do anything. You are my toy to play with when I please.” I begin. “I call the shots, and you will do well to remember.” I slow down any movement inside her. I don’t want her coming until I have Athens’ full attention.

Chapter Twenty One

Athens

Howdarethatfuckingjerk make me cook for him and his friends, serve the food on a silver platter, and then turn around and practically fuck a girl out in the open like that.

He had one goal in mind and that was for me to see him with her. He wanted me to see what I passed up on, and I can honestly say that it hurt.

I’m throwing things in the sink, cleaning up the mess I made in the kitchen when Karter walks up behind me, after telling me to leave the mess.

“You okay in here?” He asks, eyeballing the mess I’m attempting to clean up but seems more like I’m adding to it.

“Peachy.” I bark. He throws his hands up in surrender, causing me to sigh. “Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be taking my anger out on you.”

“It’s okay. Why are you so upset?” He asks, and I look at him like he’s grown a third head. “Okay, stupid question. Why does it have you so upset? You severed all ties with him, right?” How would he know that? Of course, he tells them everything.

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