Page 14 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
“Yeah,” I absently waved. “Take her.”
Apparently, we offended my unwanted guest. Her mouth fell open with shock while she stood there staring at us, as if she couldn’t believe what we just said.
I was a dick, but Ravi took the term asshole to a whole new level.
“If you’re gonna open your mouth like that, sweetheart…” He reached down and started unbuckling his belt. “You may as well get on your knees.”
I held up my hand, stopping him. “You don’t want to go there. She’s not that good.”
Okay, I was an asshole too.
Ravi’s brow rose. “She doesn’t know how to suck cock?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I had to fuck her to get off.”
“How was she?”
I shrugged. “Eh.”
Ravi looked back at her and clicked his tongue off the roof of his mouth. “That’s a shame.”
“Oh, my God.” She scoffed, insulted. “I can’t believe you two. I’ve never met bigger assholes…” Her finger jutted out, pointing at me. “I am not a whore to be traded.”
I snorted. “You acted like a whore last night.”
Felt like one too. I had to work to get enough friction to get off. She was not worth that kind of effort.
She charged across the room and swung her hand, cracking her palm off the side of my face.
I could’ve stopped her. I was faster than her. I was faster than everyone, but that would be a wasted effort. Besides, the sting of her anger told me that I’d pissed her off, and that was more satisfying than anything she did last night.
Ravi snickered out a chuckle while her jaw clenched.
“There are plenty of guys that want to be with me.”
“Great.” I grabbed her arm, dragged her across the room, and shoved her out into the hall. “Go find them.”
“Hey,” she yelled as I slammed the door in her face. “I need my clothes.”
“Buy some new ones.”
A thud rang through the room, I assumed from her kicking the door, followed by her saying, “You have a small dick.”
Why did girls always go there? We weren’t all insecure assholes who needed to be reminded of our manhood. I knew how big my dick was. We all did.
Every man out there measured their length. I don’t know why or what purpose we had behind it, but we all had that drive to know. Just like we all, at some point, tried to suck our own dick. Any man who claimed he didn’t was a liar.
“She seems fun.”
I smacked my lips at the grin on Ravi’s face. “Is there a reason you woke me up at the ass crack of dawn, or did you just want to annoy me?”
“Maybe I wanted to stare at your fantastic cock.”
Fantastic? I’d take that compliment. “Well, feel free to follow me in the shower and stare at it there.”
I needed to wash that bitch’s cheap perfume off me.
“Don’t you want to hear about Georgia Pyne first?”
