The next thing I know, Austin is smashed against the bumper of the car and thrown onto the hood. It all happens so fast as Lev maintains his speed, ripping through campus as if it’s his own personal playground. He drives straight over a few bushes at lightning speed, sending his uncle sliding up the windshield and over the car.
My head whips around and I see Lev’s uncle’s body hit the pavement with a thunderous clap.
“That’s my fucking boy.” I slap a hand to Lev’s shoulder, grinning like a schoolboy.
“Take that, you fucking asshole! That’s what you get for drugging me and destroying all those years of my life. Try and take my money now, you little bitch!”
I sink back in my seat and watch Lev as an array of emotions passes over him in waves. From sheer joy, to pain, back to happiness. Maybe a little regret. He licks his lips, swallows hard, eyes darting from his trembling hands, back to the road, then finally when the car slows, he just smiles, pleased with himself for ending the madness that threatened his future.
“Where to now?” I ask him, certain that the reality of what he just did is front and center in his mind.
“Now we get the fuck out of here and find our girl.”
Our girl. Is that what she is? I know she’s mine. I’m positive she’s Maddox’s too. Can I really trust Lev enough to allow him to have a place in her life? Assuming she’d even want him.
I still don’t know, but I can’t find it in me to burst his bubble right now. I guess only time will tell.
CHAPTER10
MADDOX
Riley grumblesfrom where she’s lying flat on the floor, making dust angels. She stops, sits up, and looks at me. “I’m hungry.”
“I told—”
“Nope. Don’t even say it.”
“I’m just saying—”
“No, you’re not. Don’t finish that sentence because I refuse to call you Daddy and that’s who you’d be acting like.”
I smirk. “I wouldn’t mind if you called me Daddy.”
“Gross.” She scoffs. “I hate to sink your boat, but if you’re into that sort of thing, you’re with the wrong girl.”
“We’ll see about that.”
“You’re twenty years old, Maddox. You’re not some silver fox in one of those romance novels where she calls him Daddy and the readers’ panties melt.”
“I bet if you said it, your panties would melt.”
Riley gets on her hands and knees and crawls toward me all seductively. There’s a prominent arch in her back and her eyes are full of lust and want. “You really want me to call you Daddy?”
I chuckle. “I’m not so sure I do now.”
She makes her way to where I’m sitting on the floor with my back to the wall and inches between my legs. “You either do or you don’t.”
“I just want you.” I grab her by the ass and jerk her onto my lap so she can feel my erection as I grind into her.
Her mouth ghosts over my ear as she whispers, “How about a deal? You can have me, and I’ll call you Daddy, but you have to fulfill a fantasy of mine.”
My fingers run down her arms, peeling back the dirty coat she’s got on. “I’ll gladly fulfill all your fantasies.”
She kisses her way down my neck. “You mean that?”
“Every word.” My fingers delve into her plush curves, and I thrust upward, showing her what she does to me. “Show me how good you can ride my cock, baby, and I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”
Her back straightens and she presses her lips to mine. “Hold that thought.” She climbs off my lap and waggles her brows as she walks backward with a slow swag. Her shoulders roll and she puffs out her chest…