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A soft, feminine laugh that sends tingles up my spine. My chest tightens.

And fuck, it’s maddening.

Her pretty smile. Her genuine laughter. Her large wistful eyes.

It’s like she’s found all her answers in Grayson’s arms and that pisses me off.

I can’t understand why. I’ve always been a little fucked in the head, but Riley? She’s messing with my mind with her mere existence. I thought I’d have some fun tormenting her, but she’s causing me trouble now. Oh, how the tables have turned.

The events of Halloween night keep playing over and over in my mind. The scent of her pussy and juices, the way she rocked against my fingers and dug her nails into my shoulders. Her flushed face, her swollen lips, her hazy eyes. Everything is ingrained in my head.

Her heartbreak and her sorrow…

The utter defeat on her tear-stained face at my cruel words.

And then her falling into Grayson’s arm after running away from me. I saw it. Them in the middle of the field, under the moonlight. Him picking up the pieces that I broke.

I stayed and watched them.

I watched the moment Riley fell in love with Grayson.

My dislike for him seems to increase with each passing day. He’s a fucking nobody, but he waltzed into Berkshire Academy and stole the little wallflower from me.

Riley Johnson was supposed to be mine—to tease and to torment. To watch her break under my touch, to see if the petals of her soul wither or blossom under my cruelty.

I don’t know when my curiosity about Riley became a mindless obsession.

But now she’s deliriously in love with that damn nerd.

“Colton,” Kate purrs in my ear.

My jaw twitches as I catch a whiff of her strong perfume and the overpowering stench of alcohol on her breath. She’s drunk and humping me like a bitch in heat.

My father and Sienna are out of town for two days, and what’s a guy to do when he needs some entertainment from his mundane, boring life? He throws a rash party. That’s exactly what I did.

The party is in full swing. Surprisingly, Maddox doesn’t have a chick in his lap tonight. Instead, he’s drunkenly eyeing Lila’s ass like he’s a starving man and she’s his last damn meal. He’s fucking whipped for her and hasn’t even realized it yet. They are the two most stubborn people I’ve ever seen. Unreasonably stubborn and willfully blind.

Kate rocks against me, her lips brushing against mine suggestively. My dick is not in the mood for her, but when I’ve had enough of Riley and Grayson being all lovey dovey on the couch across from me, I grab Kate by the ass and rise to my feet. She makes a pleased sound in the back of her throat and we barely make it upstairs before her hand reaches for my belt and she goes straight for the buckle.

I’m drunk and bored.

And pissed.

We don’t even make it to my room. I stop in the corridor, and Kate slides down my body, dropping to her knees. She blinks up at me, her lips curling with a smirk. “You don’t mind an audience?”

I take out the joint from my pocket and light it up, watching the flames flicker. I take a hit, exhaling the smoke with a bored smile. “I don’t mind anything as long as you’re sucking my dick. Stop talking and put your mouth to good use.”

She unbuckles my jeans and takes out my dick. I take another hit of my joint, as she wraps her lips around my length. I lean back against the wall, tilting my head up and looking at the ceiling and noticing one of the bulbs flickering from the heavy chandelier in the middle of the corridor.

I take another long drag, enjoying the burn in my throat.

Kate deep-throats me, and she’s sloppy. But whatever. I soon find my release, and she swallows, some of it spilling past her lips. She’s a little messy, but I guess she’s getting off on that. A moan slips from her, and I roll my eyes.

I drop the joint, stepping on it with my foot. Kate wipes the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and rises to her feet. She leans forward, pressing her chest against mine, and brings our faces closer. She curls her arms around the back of my neck, but I tilt my head back before she can kiss me.

Kate glowers at me suspiciously. “What? I sucked your dick, but you can’t kiss me?”

I grunt in response. “Don’t be clingy now. I despise that.”

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