Page 142 of Pirate Girls


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I cock an eyebrow. Not ‘boys’ or ‘guys.’

She said ‘men.’

She will meet lots of men after she leaves Shelburne Falls. Men who are dicks. And immature. And unworthy.

But some will be strong. And confident. And driven. And know how to make love to her.

“Maybe I want to know what Kade likes,” she taunts.

“Anything naked.”

She’s just trying to piss me off. She’s good at invoking this new sensation inside of me, like I want to kill something.

She rolls her hips, accentuating her stomach, her ass, with her beautiful eyes. “You’ve seen me naked,” she says so softly. “Will he like me?”

My nails dig into my palms.

“What else does he like?” She wets her lips.

Bending her knees up, her feet on the bed, she spreads her legs just a little and arches her back. My cock twitches, almost feeling my fingers digging into her hip as I bury myself between her thighs.

“Dylan…” I say, almost sounding like a warning.

“You both can’t keep me locked up forever,” she tells me. “Guys will fuck me at college.”

I launch up, out of my chair, and swipe everything off my desk, like I don’t even have control of it. I’m out of my mind.

I stalk over to her, leaning down. I squeeze her jaw, brushing my thumb over her perfect mouth. “You’re not there yet,” I growl.

There’s still plenty of time to fuck her up.

And I want to right now. God, I want her naked in this bed so badly.

But I also want to punch a wall.

Pulling the key out of my pocket, I free her from the cuffs and toss them down on the bed. “Are you jealous?” I ask. “Tell me you’re jealous.”

She’s hurt. Is it because she doesn’t want me fucking around with anyone while I’m messing around with her, or is it because she’s falling in love with me?

I lean down, in her face. “Say my name.”

I want to make sure she knows who the fuck I am.

Her eyes search mine. “Hunter.”

Just a little murmur, but her mouth looks so soft and supple. My body stirs, blood rushing low in my stomach.

“Say it again.”

“Hunter.”

I open my mouth, wanting to eat her little whisper. “Are you jealous?” I ask. “Say you’re jealous.”

I wait for her to answer. For her to come up. To touch me, ask me why I slept with someone else, tell me she’s hurt, that she loves me, and that I’m hers… I want to hear all of it.

She doesn’t.

“You can go now.” She reaches underneath my pillow for her toy. “I fuck myself just fine.”

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