Page 23 of Little Devil

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Noah asks at the same time, scrunching his nose from beside me with a mixture of anger and confusion.

“Hate sex, man,” Xander explains, rudely choosing to answer Noah’s question over mine. “Hot. Wild. Rough..”

Noah looks at me and I look away, awkwardly dipping my head to tuck some stray hairs behind my ears. “No, I don’t.. that’s not–”

Xander steps forward before I can finish and snatches my waist with both hands, making me squeal. He yanks me into him and shoves me back in his spot against the wall, roughly curling his fingers beneath the waistband of my sweats to lift me off my feet. His knuckles brush the skin of my bikini line and I squeal again, instinctively wrapping my hands around his neck and my legs around his waist to keep myself steady.

“What the hell are you doing?!” I screech, struggling to ignore the way his body feels pressed up against mine.

He might not look like the type of guy who works out every day without fail, but I’d bet my mother’s company he’s got at least eight abs under that shirt.

Instead of answering me, he slides his hands over my stomach and out towards my hips, squeezing me and digging his fingertips into the flesh there. My breathing picks up and he looks up at me, clearly enjoying my reaction to him and his hands on my body.

This is the first time he’s touched me like this, the first time he’s touched me ever, and despite the legitimate fear rushing through me right now, I don’t hate it as much as I’m pretending to.

I fight him to save face and he smirks like the devil himself, not even bothering to hide the way his hard cock rubs against my clit through our clothes. Without thinking too much into it, I scrape my manicured nails over the sides of his neck and he groans out a curse, but he doesn’t stop me the way Noah did just now. I think he likes it, and that pleases me more than it should.

“When you become mine,” he says, dipping his head to run his tongue bar over my bottom lip. “I’m gonna make you moan with this, then I’m gonna pin you down on your back and fuck this needy little pussy until you come all over my dick. Twice.”

Jesus Christ.

I whimper before I can stop it and he chuckles against my mouth, pulling back an inch to search my eyes.

“Hear that, pretty boy?” he asks, speaking to Noah but looking directly at me. “That’s what she wants.”

I stare at him in shock and he stares right back at me, cocking his head to the left when Noah’s bitter voice rings out from behind him. “Fucking slut.”

I wince without meaning to and Xander sets me down on my feet, turning around to toss Noah back against the side of the ring. My mouth hangs open and he snatches Noah’s jaw, moving in to get in his face.

“The fuck did you just call her?”

“You heard me,” he sneers, but I don’t miss the clear flash of fear there.

“Listen here, you little pussy,” he warns, barely moving when Noah tries to shove him back. “Say shit like that to her again and I’ll break your fucking nose.”

Noah tries to say something else but Xander shoves his head away, easily pushing his ass to the floor before stepping over him like it was nothing.

“You stupid freak,” Noah bites out, standing up to brush the imaginary dirt from his shirt. “I’ll have you arrested for that.”

“For what?”

“You just assaulted me, you idiot.”

“Did I?” Xander frowns, making a show of looking around to emphasise the lack of cameras in here, then he smirks at him. “Prove it.”

Noah glares and I fight a grin, scrubbing a hand over my mouth to hide it when both boys cut their eyes to mine.

“You wanna ride, princess?”

“I brought my car.” I raise a brow, knowing he already knows that considering he was watching us talk before.

“Not what I meant,” he teases, slowly moving his eyes over my body while he backs up towards the door.

A blush creeps up my neck and I fold my arms over my chest, feigning indifference despite the heat coursing through me. “In your dreams, new boy.”

“Damn straight.” He winks, and then he’s gone.

I shake my head at him and grab my gloves from the floor, ignoring the eyes on me while I shove the rest of my stuff into my gym bag.

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