Page 237 of Sacrilege


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“I thought you wanted to leave, and now you want a drink?”

She slumped against my back. Her voice quiet as I unlocked the door that led upstairs. “If you won’t let me leave, I figured I might as well make the most of my time here.”

I had no objections. Walking over to the den with Payton still draped over my shoulder, I moved over to the bar before I sat her down on her feet. Her long blonde hair was a disheveled mess as she tried to get it out of her face.

“Pick your poison.” I indicated the bottles.

“I see you left the good stuff up here. Are you not willing to share with your classmates?”

“Fuck, no. All of this would be gone in a matter of minutes.” And then my father would kill me. I left the last part out. I didn’t need her knowing anything about me.

“Hmm. Most of these things I’ve never heard of.” She tapped her chin with her index finger before her eyes slid to mine. “What do you recommend?”

“You probably wouldn’t like any of these.” Dipping down, I pulled out the bottle of wine my mom had opened last night. While I’d like to say she wouldn’t miss it, she more than likely would. She’d probably go into a rage about where her precious wine went before she opened another bottle. “This,” I looked at the label before I grabbed a wine glass. “This Chardonnay.”

“And what are you going to have?”

Grabbing the most expensive Scotch my dad owned, I poured myself a finger worth into a glass before I tapped it against hers.

“Wow, look at us, almost being civilized with each other.” She tipped her head up to look at me. Her long, dark lashes fanned out across her rosy cheeks.

“Don’t get used to it,” I murmured before drinking down my Scotch in one gulp. I relished the burn as it went down, and even more so the look on Payton’s face. She took a hurried sip before I grabbed her wrist and drug her up the stairs toward my room.

“Where are you taking me?”

I didn’t answer. Instead, my grip on her hand tightened.

“I think I should get back to my friends.” Her voice grew shaky with each word she spoke.

“You don’t have any friends here.”

“Harsh. You don’t know that.” The indignant tone of her voice let me know I was one hundred percent correct.

“You think I don’t see you eating your lunch by yourself every day?”

“You’re a real asshole, you know that? If it wasn’t for you telling everyone to stay away from me, I might have a friend or two. Not that I want any,” she said under her breath. I didn’t think she meant for me to hear it, so I didn’t comment. The closer we got to my room, the faster my blood rushed through my veins.

“Why are you like this?” The question was so quiet again I wondered if it was meant for my ears.

“Like what, determined?”

“Entitled. You think you can get whatever you want by just a wave of your hand. It’s disgusting.”

She wasn’t wrong. Except for the disgusting part. I did always get what I wanted. It had been that way for as long as I could remember, and I wasn’t going to let her get in the way of what I wanted.

“Jealous much?”

“Jealous?” She shouted, pulling on her hand. “Not one iota. Do you think any of those people down there have any respect for you? No, they cower to you because they’re scared of what you’ll do to them.”

Opening my door, I backed my way in, locking my eyes with hers. “And you think I care about their respect? There are very few people I care about in this world, and most of them downstairs aren’t even on my radar.”

“You’re a disgusting pig.”

“Call me what you’d like. I don’t care.” I pulled her against me and wrapped one arm around her tightly as the other slid to the zipper at the back of her dress. There was no getting away from me.

“What are you doing?” her breath hitched on the last word.

“What does it feel like I’m doing?” Pushing one strap off her shoulder and then the other, I finally stepped back in order for her dress to fall to the floor. It took nearly everything in me to keep my jaw from hitting the floor. While I saw Payton in a swimsuit five days a week, and saw her naked on the floor once, nothing prepared me for seeing her in the bright red bra and thong she had underneath her dress. My cock was at full attention and weeping to be inside of her.

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