Page 50 of Little Devil

He tilts his head and takes a slow step back, side eyeing me while he walks back inside and makes his way through the house. The thought of not going with him doesn’t even occur to me, so I move my feet and follow him to the front door, quickly checking to make sure no one’s looking before I slip outside. As soon as my heels hit the porch, he locks an arm around my waist from behind and I squeal, giggling like a dumbass while he carries me down to his car parked on the driveway. He hides us behind it and sets me down on my feet, turning me around to back me up against the passenger side.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” he says back, dipping his head to take my mouth with a kiss that steals my soul.

“I thought you wanted to smoke,” I manage to say, but I still find myself wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him in closer.

“I changed my mind,” he tells me, sliding his hands over my sides and down to my ass, curling his fingers beneath the hem of my dress. “Is this for me?”

“Maybe,” I tease, grinning over his lips when I feel his hard cock poking me in my stomach. “Is that for me?”

“All for you, baby,” he rasps. “Come with me.”

“Where are you going?”

“Home.”

“What? Why?”

“Because if I stay here, your future mayor’s gonna lose a tooth and I’ll be spending the night in a jail cell.”

“Oh.”

“Oh,” he mocks my tone, stepping back to open the passenger side door for me. “Are you coming?”

“I..” I hesitate, my brows dipping while I look from him to the seat and back again. “I should go back inside.”

He laughs lightly at that, casually resting his forearms on the top of the doorframe. “Get in the car, Jordyn.”

I take a breath and look at the party over my shoulder, then I do exactly what he knew I’d do.

I get in the car.

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“Xan, wait,” I whisper, clinging to his neck while he carries me through the door of our principal’s pool house. “Are you sure she won’t come out here?”

He nods and trips over something on his way to the couch, cursing the pointless fucking step while he sets me down on my back. He lies down between my legs and runs his hands over my breasts, groaning over my mouth when he realizes I’m not wearing a bra.

“Bad girl,” he rasps, pulling my dress down to tease my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

I arch my back out for him and he gives me what I want, slowly kissing his way from my mouth to my neck and then down to my chest. He licks me all over and I whimper, enjoying the way his piercing feels against my overheated skin. I run my fingers through his hair and he sucks on my nipple, watching me for my reaction while he slides his hand over my inner thigh.

“You want me to lick it?” he asks, pulling my thong to the side to touch my pussy with his knuckle.

I nod and he pushes my dress up over my ass, kissing every inch of bare skin he can find on his way down to the spot between my thighs. He finally gets there and I tighten my grip on his hair, moaning when his tongue bar slides over my clit in a way that drives me wild. I lift my ass up and he squeezes my hips, pushing me down to keep me pinned to the couch.

“You don’t even need my fingers, do you, baby?” he asks, somehow knowing I’m on the edge without me having to tell him. “You gonna come on my tongue?”

I nod again and he quickens his pace, sucking on my clit every few seconds before he goes right back to licking me. My legs shake and I tip my head back on my shoulders, shamelessly holding his face down on my pussy while I fall apart for him. I trap his head between my legs and he eases me through it, slowly licking his way down to my inner thighs to kiss me there.

“So fucking hot,” he praises, pushing my dress up a little further to expose my ribs.

My limbs feel like jello but I manage to pull it off over my head, lying back to enjoy the way he worships my body like it was made for him. He takes his time and I begin to squirm beneath him, moaning loudly when he sucks on the sensitive flesh beneath my hip bone.

“Goddamnit. Xan,” I plead, snatching his jaw to pull his mouth back up to mine.

“What is it, princess?” he asks, his tone laced with mock concern. “You need my cock already?”

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