Page 12 of Always You


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I step toward her, and she steps back. “Leave, right now.”

“Leave, and go where Bre? You still have to see me all summer, and we’re going to talk about the fact that you were a stubborn little brat and that almost cost you.”

“I am not a brat.”

“You’re acting like a fucking brat now.” Her back hits the wall, and her chest heaves. My eyes travel down to her cleavage. I haven’t seen this much of her since I’ve known her. Her lips part ever so slightly, her sweet breath fanning my face.

My hands cage her in on either side of her face, and she looks up at me, those green eyes blazing. “You angry, kitten?”

“Why would I be? And don’t call me that.”

“Because I’m with her and not you,” I smirk down at her. “That I’m kissing her the way I kissed you, that I’m gonna fuck her the way you wanted me to fuck you.” My hands trail up and down her arm. I don’t know why I’m doing this, but fuck do I like the way she’s looking at me right now.

“You jealous, kitten?”

At that, tears form in her eyes, and I know I’ve taken that too far. She pushes me so hard, I have to back away. A slap lands across my cheek. “Fuck off.”

“Bre, I didn’t mean that.”

“Just go, Denton.”

I turn and walk away before I say or do something stupid. I like Bre, fuck it, I more than like that little brat, but it has always been a one-sided thing. So I am not about to mess up my relationship because Brianna Kent makes my dick hard.

The Kent and Julius families are close. They chatter like family. I watch them and wonder what it would be like to be a part of something soordinary. My asshole father left us when I was a kid, my mother remarried an even bigger asshole, and every day in my house is a screaming match. These people laugh and fool around, they drink, yeah, but it’s all good-natured fun. I don’t talk to Bre. Savanna is the barrier between us, and nobody seems to notice the tension. I do. I notice every single thing. She scrolls through her phone and whoever she is chatting to makes her smile. I want to smash her phone into pieces.

“Whose got you smiling?” Savanna asks Bre. She’s currently perched in my lap. My hands running circles on her back under her t-shirt.

“Nobody, just a friend, sending me something silly.”

“This friend got a name?” It’s her dad this time.

“Give it a rest. He’s a friend, that is it.” I feel my jaw clench, but I bury my head in Savannah’s neck, inhaling her lavender scent to keep from saying something stupid.

“I’m going to bed,” Bre announces, and everyone looks surprised. “I don’t think I like being the third - no wait, seventh wheel.”

“Come on, sweetheart. It’s our first night here. Don’t be a Debbie downer.” Savanna’s mom pouts.

“I promise to stay awake tomorrow. I’m just beat tonight,” she says, placing a kiss on her cheek. She does the same with everyone, and Savanna stands to hug her.

“Surfing tomorrow at six,” she tells Bre.

“Yeah, sure,” She responds, looking over her friend's shoulder at me. I can tell that my being here is not what she expected or wants. This is a kind of tradition. I know that because they both told me that. I feel bad.

“Good night, Brianna,” I say. She nods and walks into the house.

Later that night, I fuck Savanna for the first time. She moans and writhes beneath me as I thrust into her forcefully. I’m not gentle. I’m a starved man that needs sustenance. I can’t be gentle, not tonight. I’m fucking pissed off. I hate that all I think about as I pound into her is Brianna. I flip her, so she’s on her knees, splaying her legs open. I tug her backward and sink deep into her wet cunt with one brutal thrust. She lets out a moan as I fuck her from the behind with the fervor of a madman, holding onto her hips as leverage. She feels so good, so right, but all I see is the look in Bre’s eyes when she saw me with Savanna earlier. I tug at Savanna’s hair, pulling her toward me, her back against my chest. I shake those unwelcome thoughts from my mind, squeezing her tits until she screams my name.

“Quiet, Fuck!” I hiss in her ear, but she continues to squeal like a porn star. But I fucking love it. I grip onto her hips, losing myself in the sensation of her slick heat, biting her shoulder, and releasing inside her with groans of my own. My body quivers as I fill her, my mind blacking out for a second as I ride my orgasm.

“Oh fuck,” I hiss, realizing that I hadn’t used protection.

“It’s okay,” she whispers. “I’m on the pill.”

We both lay on her bed spent. “That’s the best sex I have ever had.” She giggles.

I pull her close to me, kissing her shoulder. “Not too rough.”

She shakes her head, planting a kiss on my lips. We lie like that for what feels like an eternity. I run my hands through her hair. I realize at that moment that I care about Savanna, and I wouldn’t hurt her, not intentionally.

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