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Fuck, she can have anything she wants if she keep fucking going.
Long before I’m ready for it to end, tingles erupt in the base of my spine and my balls begin to draw up.
I don’t want to warn her. I want her to drink me down. But I can’t do it to her.
She isn’t them. She’s different and she deserves more.
Hell, she deserves a lot more than me and how I’m going to treat her. But that’s who I am, the motherfucker with no conscience from the Heights.
“Rem, I’m gonna come, baby.”
I tug on her hair a little, giving her an out should she want one, but she doesn't even flinch.
Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groan as my orgasm hits me.
And even still, she keeps fucking going.
Once I’ve come down, I pull her up my body and kiss her until I’m once again hard and ready for more.
Fucking hell, will it ever be enough with her?
I lose track of how many times I make her come, but by the time she passes out beside me, I’ve fulfilled my promise of using my fingers, tongue, and teeth. Now all I need is to sink inside her and find out just how tight she is. But I’ll wait until she’s begging me to take her.
After convincing her to stay, Remi texted her Mom earlier and said she was spending another night with Hadley. She wasn’t all that happy about doing it until I reminded her of the benefits of staying with me—none of which she’d be able to have if she were alone in her own bed. She caved pretty fast to my way of thinking after that.
I could have let her go, but I need her here, believing I spend the whole night in bed beside her, because I’ve got some revenge to go and serve.
Thirty minutes after she passes out in my arms, I slip from the bed and silently pull on some dark clothes. After texting Cole, I leave the pool house and meet him at the side door, ready to go.
“What’s the plan then, bro? Beat him black and blue so he misses the first game of the season.”
“We’re not going to lay a hand on that cunt. Not yet, anyway. I’ve got something much more painful to his ego in mind.”
Cole rubs his hands together like the sadistic motherfucker that he is, and a wicked smile curls at my lips.
I fucking love my brother’s twisted mind. It’s the only one that rivals my own.
Chapter Eighteen
Remi
I wake with a start. Sitting up, I push unruly curls out of my face and get my bearings. I’m in the pool house still, and it’s late. I can tell from the way the moonlight is streaming in through the window.
Ace sleeps soundly beside me, his hand curled possessively around my hip. For someone who likes to repeatedly remind me he isn't a hearts and flowers kind of guy, he’s doing a pretty impressive job of pulling me deeper under his spell.
Grabbing my cell off the nightstand, I check the time. One-thirty. Jesus. Mom is going to ask questions tomorrow, a lot of them. But I’ve already given Hadley a heads up that she’s my cover, should anyone ask.
Restless, I check my messages and have a quick glance at social media. I’m about to put down my cell when something catches my eyes.
What the hell?
It’s a photo of the beach, where the volleyball court is, and right there, bound, gagged, debagged, and tied to one of the posts is... “Bexley?” I shriek.
“Uh, what?” Ace’s voice is heavy with sleep.
“What the hell?” I zoom in to read the marker scrawled across his chest. “I suck Seahawk dick.” My eyes fly to Ace. He’s still asleep beside me. “Tell me this wasn’t you?”
