Page 80 of Reckless at Westbrook High

Or maybe I’m just an asshole.

Who fucking cares?

I laugh to myself and Levi tips my chin up with his finger, moving closer until his face is barely an inch from mine. “You want me to help her?”

My eyes widen and I swallow, staring at him in disbelief because fuck, is he trying to fuck with me or am I just seeing things?

He takes my silence as a yes and moves to kneel on the bed beside her, looking at me while he leans over to whisper something in her ear.

What the fuck is he..?

Just then, she opens her mouth as wide as she can and chokes on my cock, making me jolt. “Fuck.”

He holds me down with one hand on my thigh and tangles his fingers in her hair, watching me for my reaction while he pushes her head up and down on my lap.

“You like that?” he asks, laughing lightly when she nods the best she can, but he’s not talking to her. “Fuck her mouth.”

“Jesus, Lev,” I whisper, dropping my head back on the headboard.

He smirks and I smoke the last of his joint, running my hand through her hair to do as I’m told. She gags when I hit the back of her throat and I groan, keeping my eyes on his while she swallows me whole. I’m ready to come and it seems he knows it, because as soon as my thighs clench and my hips buck, he shakes his head and pulls her mouth off my cock, denying me.

“Fuck,” I rasp, struggling to pull air into my lungs.

He turns her to face him and dips his head to kiss her, taking her face with both hands while he teases her tongue with his.

Can he taste me on her?

“You want my mouth, Lev?” She asks, pulling me from my thoughts.

I glare at the side of her face and he cocks his head, sitting back on his heels to look her up and down.

Why that pisses me off, no fucking clue.

“Don’t call him that.”

She blinks in confusion and he rolls his lips, curling his fingers beneath the hem of her dress to pull it up and over her head. He tips his chin at me so I sit forward, outing my roach in the ashtray before I move to get behind her. We sandwich her between us and she looks from him to me, still confused.

“Why can’t I call him that?”

“Because I said so,” I tease, taking her arms to fold them behind her back. “What’s your name?”

She raises a brow at that, tipping her head back on my shoulder. “Do you care?”

“Not even a little bit,” I whisper, leaning over her to take her mouth with mine.

She moans and Levi laughs at me, moving in to kiss her neck on the other side. “And you call me an asshole.”

“You are an asshole.”

“If you say so.”

I grin and slide my good hand over her stomach, ignoring the way his hard body feels against my knuckles while I pull her thong to the side. I tease her clit with my middle finger and she writhes between us, rubbing her tits on his chest and her ass on my dick. Done playing with her, I move back a little bit and bend her over in front of me, keeping her arms locked behind her back while he takes her jaw to keep her head up.

“Open.”

She does as she’s told and he runs the tip of his cock over her tongue, looking at me from beneath his lashes while he slides it into her mouth. I push a single finger inside her soaked pussy and she moans, rolling her ass on my jeans to demand more. I twist my hand to add a second one and she starts to shake, eagerly fucking my hand while he fucks her mouth pace for pace.

“Make her come,” he tells me, threading his hand through her hair to keep her still. “I wanna feel it.”

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