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My shoulders slumped.

“Well, if it did hurt him, then I’d be okay with letting him think it.”

With an amused half smile, Wick nodded once as if allowing me my vindictive thought. Except he didn’t voice his own opinion on the matter. He simply plugged his earbuds back in and went back to typing something on his laptop.

I didn’t know if he was doing homework, his tutoring job again, or something else entirely. But I could definitely tell I’d just been dismissed.

Leaving him be, I made my way back to my room and shut myself inside...alone, where all of Topher’s words rang back to me.

I don’t know how long I lay in my bed with the covers drawn over my head, hours probably.

Even though I knew Topher had blatantly lied, a part of me still believed him. A part of me wilted because, what if I did suck at sex? I’d never had that much fun with it, I rarely came, and usually all the different things he wanted to try or places he wanted to do it just did not appeal to me. A part of me had known all along that I wasn’t a very passionate person.

But oh God. Was I a downright awful lay?

I must be.

And now… Now all his neighbors and friends and classmates knew I was really bad at sex, too.

I started to shrink inside myself, humiliated and ashamed, until wait.

Wick’s words from this weekend filtered through my head.

When he’s done ripping you to shreds, it leaves you feeling as if you’re the one who messed up.

Wow. That is exactly what had happened. Topher had been the one to cheat. He was the liar and the deceiver. Yet, he’d managed to turn it around on me until even I was beginning to believe it was all my fault.

Holy shit!

That prick.

He’d played me right where he wanted me tonight.

Tearing the sheets off me, I popped out of bed and paced the floor, fury steaming from my pores.

Like sticking his dick into a plastic mannequin, huh? Like fucking a cold, plastic tube? Well, I’d show him what good sex was like. I’d have the very best sex of my life right this very hour.

With the one guy he warned me to stay away from.

Tell me I was bad at sex.

Just watch this, buddy.

24

Wick

I’d barely fallen asleep when someone touched my shoulder. With a gasp, I woke, jumping half out of my skin.

And then, realizing only one person could logically be nudging me awake, I shot upright into a sitting position and blinked into the dark room—my brain muzzy and still half out of it—until she finally came into focus.

“Haven? What’s—”

“Shh.” She pressed her fingers to my mouth. “Don’t say a word. This isn’t real. Okay? Just… Please. Don’t make it real. I need this. I just need…”

She clutched my covers and ripped them away before climbing on top of me and straddling my waist, where she sat down directly on my dick.

Holy shit!

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