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Sky’s face turns lethal as she eats the small distance between us until her knees hit the mattress. What I don’t tell her is that Stacy and I broke up again a few days ago right after that stupid ass basketball game that dipshit Kyle manipulated Sky into attending. It’s too much fun letting Sky think otherwise anyway. Almost makes putting up with Stacy’s shit for so long worth it.

“Your very existence is pathetic,” she snarls. “You have nothing going for you and you know it. You are the perfect example of someone peaking in high school. If that isn’t a sign of a life filled with complete and utter boredom, I don’t know what is.”

My victorious smirk immediately falls from my face with the remark.

“You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”

“Is that supposed to hurt me? You’ve called me worse.” She smiles widely, pleased she’s gotten to me.

Fuck that.

And fuck her.

She wants to play?

Then we’re going to fucking play.

Before she’s able to stop me, I fly off the bed and pull her down on top of me. She lets out a surprised shriek, making me have to clamp my hand over her mouth. I roll her over on the bed and cover her body with mine to keep her still and pinned down beneath me.

“You think you know me so well, don’t you, little stalker?” I grunt in her ear as she thrashes away under me. “So fucking perceptive. Watching everyone from the corner of a room and dissecting all their flaws and vulnerabilities. Must make you feel so fucking proud of yourself. But news flash, Skylar. No one gives a shit what you think about them. Because to them, you don’t even exist. You’re nothing. Nothing. You don’t even register. And that must make you sick to your stomach. Knowing that you could disappear at any given moment, and no one would even bat an eye.”

I’d know.

I’d always know.

“Get off of me!” she tries to shout from beneath my grip but her wails don’t deter me.

“Not going to happen,” I grunt, my body suddenly feeling electrified with the way hers rubs against it. I swallow dryly, trying desperately to tap back into my rage. I imprison her wrists together, her arms up over her head while my thighs lock hers in.

“You know, for someone who is so fucking clever, you can be downright stupid when you want to be.” Her brows pinch together in confusion, her eyes locked on mine. “If you don’t shut the fuck up and do as I say, then sooner or later, my father will come into this room and find me on top of you. Maybe that’s what you want. Is it, Sky? Do you want the world to know that you let the guy you think is so fucking pathetic paw all over you?”

At this, she quiets down, her body finally melting into the mattress in total submission.

“Yeah, I didn’t think so,” I scoff, eyeing every curve of her beautiful face and inwardly cursing every flawless feature. “You’ve had your fun, now it’s time I had mine. Put your hand down your shorts,” I order, loosening my grip on her wrists.

“No,” she blanches, her gaze bouncing off of my face and over my shoulder, staring at her locked bedroom door.

“I told you I wanted a show, and now you’re going to fucking give it to me. Fuck knows I’ve given you more than you deserve. So, as I see it, it’s time to pay the piper. Put your hand down your shorts, Sky. It’s either your hand that goes down there or mine. Your choice.”

“I hate you,” she seethes, but starts to do as she’s told.

I sit back on my haunches and watch as her hand begins to tremble and sneak down her chest toward her shorts.

“Put it inside your panties. No cheating,” I demand when I see she’s trying to rob me of my vengeful show.

“I am,” she lies.

“You’re not.”

“How do you know?” She throws daggers at me.

“Because I can’t smell that dripping cunt yet.”

A pretty shade of pink crawls up her neck all the way to her cheeks, coaxing my cock to strain in my jeans again. The fucker doesn’t realize that this isn’t about me getting off. It’s about wanting her to feel just as fucking humiliated as she’s managed to make me with her little rant. I want her to hurt. I want her to feel just as pathetic as she has proclaimed me to be.

“Fuck this,” I growl impatiently before grabbing her waistband and pulling her shorts off her legs in one menacing tug. I throw them over my shoulder and grip her ankles in place.

“You want to play hardball, then this is what you get. Now do as I say or suffer the consequences.”

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