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Fifteen
Wes
“Maybe you could tell that woman on the corner I’m not some ruffian who’s lurking around the neighbourhood looking for small children to sell hard drugs to,” I grumble as I tug my t-shirt back over my head and bend down to pull on my Chucks. Yeah, it’s probably a little weird to be discussing Devon’s elderly neighbour in the immediate aftermath of yet another epic shag, but I just know I’ll catch her glaring at me on my way to the tube. I swear the woman has nothing better to do than watch and judge the comings and goings of the residents of this street.
“Just the soft stuff, right?” Devon says with a wry chuckle from where he’s stretched out on the bed, looking thoroughly sexed up. “Weed, coke, that sort of thing?”
My brows shoot up. “You’re calling coke a soft drug andI’mthe ruffian?”
He lets out a sputter of laughter that morphs into a reassuring smile. “I wouldn’t worry too much about Mrs. Banks, she’s a grump to everyone.”
“Really?” I ask, genuinely curious. “I would have thought the perfectly poised and pristinely polished Devon Montgomery would have found a way to get on her good side.”
He rolls his eyes. “Nice alliteration.”
“Thanks. I’m considering a career in the greeting card business.”
“I wouldn’t give up your day job,” he says dryly.
I let out a soft chuckle and pick my jacket up off the floor, slipping it on. I pad over to the side of the bed and run my hand over his chest. “Got to say, you don’t look all that poised or polished right now, Mr Montgomery. You look messy and used up.”
He glares at me, a mix of shame and hunger in his eyes. “You’re a massive fucking prick.”
I grin down at him. “No, Ihavea massive fucking prick. And you love it.”
“Bastard,” he mutters with a shake of his head. “Time for you to go.” He climbs off the bed and tugs on a pair of jogging bottoms, ushering me out of the bedroom and downstairs to the front hallway.
I’m about to open the door when Devon speaks.“Just out of curiosity…howdidyou end up like this?” He waves a hand over my person to indicate my appearance . “I mean, your family’s quite respectable.”
I let out a harsh snort. “God, you’re a fucking snob.”
“Come on, you can’t blame me for being curious,” he reasons. “You’re so…different to the rest of your family.”
I flash a teasing grin. “Story for another time.”
He groans. “When?”
“Aww, you miss me already?” I place a hand to my heart and pretend to swoon.
Devon just scowls. “Only parts of you.”
I reach out and cup the back of his neck, dragging his face toward mine. My lips crash to his for a searing kiss that leaves both of us a little breathless. “Later,” I say with a smirk, before disappearing through the front door.
Me:You want to know how many times I fantasised about having your mouth on me?
Me:Hundreds…
Me:Whenever you’d start banging on about some bullshit like the tannins in wine or your ecotourism in Laos I’d daydream about shutting you up by stuffing my cock in your pretentious mouth and making you choke on it
Devon Montgomery:Fuck there is something seriously wrong with me! I shouldn’t be so turned on by that!
Me:And here I thought we’d managed to dislodge that stick from up your arse. Clearly, I’ve still got some work to do??
Devon Montgomery:You’re such a prick. Why the hell am I attracted to you?
Me:Because I’m amazing, and sexy, and an epic shag…
Devon Montgomery:You’re crass, and obnoxious, and uncouth
