Page 40 of P.S. I Loathe You


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I cut him an annoyed look. “You’re a prick.”

He lets out a soft chuckle. “Yep.”

I move to get up, but he sets a firm hand on my shoulder, keeping me in place. “Stay.”

Then he ducks his head to my abdomen and proceeds to clean up the mess I made…with his tongue. Once he’s done with that, continues up my body and starts lapping up the cum on sternum and chin.His own cum.

I stare at him in surprise. “You just ate your own cum.”

He offers a self-satisfied grin. “Yep. It’s delicious.Waybetter than yours.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “My cum is amazing.”

He arches a brow. “Have you ever tasted it?”

“Who the fuck eats their own cum?”

“People who don’t have sticks up their arses,” he teases.

“The only thing I have up my arse is germs from your gross cock.”

Wes rolls his eyes. “Don’t even try to pretend you don’t love my cock.”

“Fine, you’re right, I do.” I offer a sweet smile. “It’s just too bad the guy it’s attached to is the world’sbiggestprat.”

He arches a brow at me. “And here I thought you owned that title.”

“Nope.” I give a shake of my head. “You won it in a landslide.”

He lets out a soft chuckle and grabs my hips, prompting me to slide down off the desk. Then he guides me to turn around.

“What are you doing?” I call over my shoulder as Wes drops to his knees and parts my arse cheeks.

“Seeing if I can get the stick out.”

I’m about to turn around and punch him, but then he slides his tongue over my crease and I’m just…gone.

“I have something I need to tell you. And I need you to not freak out.”

Ryan blinks at me in confusion but nods anyway. “Okay, sure. What is it?”

I draw in a fortifying breath, hesitating for a moment before just letting the truth spill out. “I’ve been messing around with Wes Holt.”

Ryan’s eyes widen almost comically, but he manages to gather himself after a few moments. “Okay…define ‘messing around.’”

I run a frustrated hand over my face. “We’ve been shagging. A lot.”

“Define ‘a lot.’”

“Jesus, Ryan,” I snap, letting out a groan of agitation.

“Well?”

I sigh, giving an annoyed shake of my head. “Pretty much daily for nearly three weeks.”

“Wow.So, I guess it’s pretty good then?”

I let out a harsh sigh and slump back against the couch. “It’s fucking epic.”

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