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At the beginning of the school year, I had run into her at a party, and I had ended up going back to her place that night. While I’d known who she was, that night was the first time that I had ever spoken to her. She’d been a sweet change from the usual girls who chased my money and last name.
I’d been immediately smitten with her.
The following two weeks had been spent getting to know each other and having the best sex of my fucking life. Sutton had started out shy and reserved, but the more comfortable she’d gotten with me, the more adventurous she had become. The sex had become so incredible that it’d gotten to the point where Sutton would let me tie her up and torture the fuck out of her. I’d gotten orgasm denial down to an art, and when I would finally let her cum, each time felt life changing.
Plus, Sutton’s looks weren’t a dime-a-dozen. She had dark auburn hair that fell down to the middle of her back, bright green eyes that glowed when she was getting fucked, a perfect doll’s face with a flawless complexion, and lips that felt like heroin wrapped around my dick.
It wasn’t just that sexy mane of hair that she had or that perfect face of hers, though. Sutton also had a body made for fucking. The girl wasn’t thin. There were no bones poking out anywhere. She was soft, feminine, and sexy as hell. Sutton had curves and enough soft flesh to grab a handful wherever my hands landed, and I had loved that about her. Her tits bounced, her ass jiggled, her thighs warmed your ears, and she could take a good spanking on the ass.
All too soon, I’d known that I was getting in over my head. I’d fallen in love with the girl after only two weeks, but when the seriousness of that had hit me, I had ghosted her. While I’d had a good idea of what The Order was going to expect of me, I’d hadn’t known the details, and I couldn’t bring Sutton into this world when I’d had no idea what those details would entail.
So, not sure what to do, I had ghosted her, and she hadn’t asked why. She had gone about her business like those two weeks had never happened, and I’ve been feeling the sting ever since, even though I knew I wasn’t the victim here.
Ihad walked away fromher.
“You’re not going to dictate what I’m allowed to do in my personal life, Alexander,” I told him. “My dick, and what I choose to do with it, is none of your business.”
“Unplanned pregnancies are my business, Mr. Carmichael,” he retorted. “Bastard children are not an acceptable to The Order.”
“We’re not fucking stupid,” Fox remarked. “Besides, we’ve been protecting ourselves from gold-diggers since our dicks first started getting hard. We know the score, Alexander.”
Alexander took a deep breath. “Just…watch yourselves.”
Little did Alexander know that I wasn’t interested in screwing around. While offers never stopped coming my way, there was only one girl that I wanted.
Too bad that I had fucked it up.
Chapter 6
Sutton~
While girls’ night had been a success, Delta and I had stayed up way past what was responsible for two girls who had classes the next day. Though my Wednesdays were easy days, I still had one morning class that had been a bitch to get through. Even after downing a coffee advertised to keep me awake for days, I had struggled.
However, even with my poor decisions and lack of sleep, it had been easy to see that Delta had needed the distraction. While I had encouraged her to just have a candid conversation with Malcolm, I was pretty sure that was going to be her last resort. She was so afraid of what he might say that she’d rather not know. When I pointed out that she was sounding a lot like someone in love, she had brushed my comment off. She had sworn that she wasn’t, but I was pretty sure the girl was lying to herself.
“Hey, Sutton!”
I turned at my name being called out. When I noticed Earl Peters jogging my way, I smiled. “Hey, Earl.”
He stopped when he was standing in front of me, then smiled down at me. “You busy?”
I shook my head. “No,” I answered. “I just got out of my Humanities class. I was going to grab something to eat before my next class in an hour.” Earl grinned wider, and my eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Why?”
Earl adjusted his backpack over his shoulder, and though it was such a simple act, it made his muscle ripple underneath his t-shirt. Six-foot of lean muscle, sandy brown hair, hazel eyes, strong cheekbones, and a cut jaw, Earl Peters was a good-looking mofo. We’ve been friends for a while now, and we’ve hung out enough that I knew that he was hiding a six-pack underneath his clothing. The boy really was sexy as hell.
And gay.
Very, very, very gay.
Plus, do you want to know what else? In a sad, tragic turn of events, his boyfriend, Drake, was just as fucking hot and just as fucking gay. The worst part was that they didn’t do a lot of PDA, so girls were constantly mistaking them for being straight. They were hit on all the time, and I’ve often felt a girl’s disappointment when she was told the sad, sad news.
Their female unavailability aside, they were awesome people. Never a harsh word about anyone, and always friendly to everyone, I was kind of bitter that they were gay. Granted, with as good-looking as they both were, had they been straight, they would have both been snatched up by someone higher up on the food chain than little, old me.
“Soooooo, there might be a small gathering at our place this afternoon,” he started out. “Nothing big or fancy, I promise. Just a barbecue with some friends.”
I was still eyeing him. His tone was suggesting something more. “I see,” I remarked thoughtfully.
“You’re invited,” he said. “Delta, too.” He added that last part too quickly for my liking. “She can even bring Malcolm.”
