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Unfortunately, I’m attracted to them, and more than I’m proud to admit, I tend to catch the attention of the former rather than the latter.
Even the so-called “good guys” turn into douchebags at some point—or maybe they're fuck boys who know how to pull a bait and switch. Either way, I learned far too late in life that instead of being played, one must become the player.
I live by a few rules:
Leave before you can be left.
Don’t catch feelings.
Trust no one.
And, of course, there are the finer details, like wearing a condom, not getting pregnant, having no more than two sleepovers a week (never consecutive) and not allowing them to find out where you live.
That last part might seem a bit extreme, but personal space is sacred. Once you taint it with fuck boy energy, it’s nearly impossible to cleanse. You might as well open your door to the local fraternity and advertise free beer.
Sure, it’s a little sketchy going to their place, but what isn’t sketchy these days?
Doing the deed at the guy’s house means your house won’t get dirty, you can sneak out whenever you want, and you can raid their fridge.
No shame in being frugal.
My system works—fulfilling my carnal desires and satiating my hunger in one fell swoop.
My best friend, Violet, teases me that I have a tapeworm. What can I say, I like food.
Almost as much as I like sex.
Both of which fall in line behind revenge.
A warm hand slides its way up my thigh, accompanied by the cool breath of the man leaving a trail from my ankle upward.
Axel is a mix between fuck boy and good guy, although I haven’t decided where he fully belongs. His tattooed body is chiseled like something you’d see in a museum. Throw in those to-die-for baby blue eyes, paired with how easily it was to get in his bed. All of that leads me to believe he’s a certified fuck boy. Then there’s this weird sweetness about him that has me leaning toward good guy.
But I know the truth. Axel is a bad guy. A criminal. Part of my plan. A means to an end.
The things he does with his tongue are only a temporary bonus for the time being.
I giggle and tilt my head back as he glides said tongue along the crease of my thigh and inches it closer to my core.
He grips my leg and moves his mouth straight to my clit, sucking on it and running a finger along my entrance. Axel tortures me with want, never quite penetrating my eager pussy.
I fist his hair and drag his face up to meet mine, his body following without question. I crash my lips onto his, tasting myself on his tongue. “Fuck me,” I mutter against him while reaching down to clench his shaft.
“What’s the rush?” He rocks himself in my hand as he trails his back down to my wet slit. Axel dips two of his fingers inside, and I moan in response, my eyes fluttering shut briefly.
“I’m going to be late for work.” I steady my gaze on the clock on his bedside table, my heart picking up the pace with anticipation. His apartment is ten minutes farther than mine from the office I work at, and if I don't leave in the next seven minutes, I won't make it on time.
He might not care about his job, but I can’t afford to lose mine.
And considering the rules I’ve put in place, I won’t be coming back tonight if we don’t do it now. Not to mention, I have plans that cannot be changed. Plans that might finally take me one step further.
I snag a condom off the table and rip it open with my teeth, sliding the latex over his shaft and positioning him at my entrance.
Axel stares down at me. “You’re really pretty, you know that?”
I sigh and roll my eyes, dropping my hand from his cock, defeat washing over me. His massive erection says he wants to fuck, but maybe I’ve got it all wrong. I slide out from under him and reach for my panties off the floor.
“Oh no you don’t.” Axel wraps his arm around my waist and drags me onto my back with minimal effort. He pins my hands over my head with one hand and uses the other to line himself up with my hole. “Is this what you want?” His blue gaze intensifies.
