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“What do you like to do for fun, Lex?”
Big mocha eyes look up at me, her chestnut hair glimmering with reddish blonde highlights beneath the light from the oversized windows around us. She’s caught off guard, but she recovers quickly. “Don’t call me that.” She takes a sip of her water, eyeing me with disdain. “Nothing that would interest you, I’m sure.” She bares her teeth before giving me a smug smile, displaying her beautiful wide teeth.
I chuckle as her mother, Cynthia, overhears Lexi’s remark and gasps. “Alexis Renee. What is wrong with you?”
“Ahh, Cynthia, it’s fine. I’m sure Lexi feels awkward talking to me in front of the adults. You know how some people overcompensate by saying ridiculous things they don’t mean when they’re nervous.” Grabbing Lexi’s arm, my fingers dig into her skin while tossing a charming smile over my shoulder. “She’ll relax once I get her alone.”
“What are you doing?” She hisses, throwing her mom a pleading look.
Leaning into her ear, I breathe in her honeysuckle scent, my dick hardening even more.Goddamn. She’s a challenge, and I fucking like it. I’ve never been this hard before, and considering neither of us is naked, that’s a real compliment to her.
“Drop the bullshit act, Alexis. I see right through it.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Please, Lex. I—”
“Stop calling me Lex or Alexis. It’s Lexi,” she snaps, losing her patience. Her eyes flash as she attempts to pull free from my hold, but I refuse to let her go.
This close to her, I see the golden flecks in her mocha irises. Her breathing accelerates the longer I gaze into them, not speaking.
“You’re quite the beautiful spitfire. An authentic bellissima sputafuoco.”
She rolls her eyes. “Great. Now he’s showing off, speaking some fancy foreign language, falsely believing I’ll be impressed by it.” Mocha eyes rake over me disdainfully. “News flash. I’m not impressed. At all.”
Oh, Lexi’s feistiness makes me want to bend her over and choke her with my dick before fucking her so hard she screams my name before soaking my dick with her cum over and over.
I step into her space, turned on and pissed off by her attitude. “Let’s get one thing straight, bellissima. I can make your life an absolute living hell, and there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it.” Glancing over her shoulder, I see that our parents are absorbed in one another. My head slides down, cupping her pussy through her dress. She gasps, but I cut it off with my threatening words. “I’d keep that mouth shut unless you want my dick in it.”
She closes her mouth, and I smirk at her.
“Good girl.” I lean close to her ear. “You pretend to hate me, but I feel the dampness in your panties through the thin material of your short dress. That pussy is on fire.” A low growl escapes me. “I’d love to shove my fingers and tongue inside you and watch you fucking come undone. I’d please you better than any riffraff you’re used to.”
Her face reddens, mocha eyes flashing with hatred, but she wisely keeps her mouth shut.
“Mark my words, Lexi. I’ll know the way you feel, taste, and sound as I tease you into a sopping mess before shoving my cock inside you, fucking you until you scream. But that won’t be enough. Not even close. I’ll fuck you so long and hard you’ll feel like you’re going to die by the time I come inside you.”
Removing my hand, I step back, giving our parents my golden boy smile. “Time for dinner?” My voice is jovial as I easily slip back into the perfect son role I hate but play so damn well.
“Yes. Let’s sit down and eat.” My dad beams at me, then at Lexi, oblivious to her shocked expression and pale face, as is her mother.
“Wonderful.” Clapping my hands together, I lean over and whisper into Lexi’s ear. “You have no idea who you’re dealing with. I’m the perfect son, and you’re the trouble-making girlfriend’s daughter. Say one word to either of our parents, and I’ll fucking destroy you.”
Then I grab her small hand, a fake smile plastered on my face while my wild eyes flash her a warning.
She’s too stunned to fight me, allowing me to lead her to the table and pull her chair out. As I push it in, her mother beams at us.
“Isn’t Evan so gracious?” Cynthia turns to my father. “You’ve done such a wonderful job raising him.”
Inwardly snorting, I don’t let my true thoughts show as I slide into the seat beside Lexi.
“Thank you.” My dad takes a drink, flashing Cynthia a smile before turning his cold gray eyes on me. “I couldn’t be prouder of Evan. He spent much of the summer in Italy, immersing himself in Italian culture. Considering he did so well last year, I have high hopes for this academic year at Groveton. He maintained a 4.0 GPA and is a teaching assistant to some of the finest Psychology professors on campus. Plus, he tutors the football team.”
“Incredible accomplishments, Evan.” Cynthia turns her frozen smile to Lexi, a warning in her eyes. “Isn’t it, Lexi?”
Lexi opens her mouth, and I wait, knowing she’s about to say something snarky. But her eyes skip to mine, and when she sees the look on my face, she thinks better of it. “Oh, yes. Wonderful.” Her words are laced with sarcasm.
Reaching for her water glass, she tosses it back like she wishes it were something much stronger. I’ve never been so jealous of a glass before in my life.
