Page 59 of Wicked Little Lies


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I don’t miss the bitter edge to her voice, and it’s electric down my spine.

She’s pissed I haven’t fucked her.

MG might be the first woman whose libido equals mine.

It’s beyond fucking hot.

“That’s Agnossio for you.” I pause. “I want to fuck you, MG. But this place… I don’t want to have sex where Hendrick and Lili might have.”

Her eyes narrow as her head snaps up. “Then maybe you need to stop having sex because that could be anywhere.”

Color stains her cheeks as she stalks into the bathroom to put on make-up.

I follow, curious. Because that admission was big for me. It’s not something I usually think about. And I don’t know what I expected from her.

Holy mother fucking shit. Is she…? “Jealous?”

“No.”

Her answer is a little too quick to be believable. A little too clipped.

“Liar.” I rub a hand over my eyes, and because I’m not fucking her, there’s nothing much else to do but talk. “I… Lili was my little sister, and she was my purpose. I lived to protect her and then when it counted, I didn’t. And the thought of her fucking Hendrick, loving him. I… I don’t know. I guess I’m still getting my brain wrapped the fuck around the fact she and Hendrick were a thing.”

She tosses down the mascara. “I don’t give a fuck.”

I stare at her. “You really are jealous, aren’t you? Of the fucking fact Hendrick loved her, and now that I told you she was my world. Lili’s dead, MG.”

“You don’t think I know that?”

“And you can’t compete with the dead, can you?”

“I’m not—”

“I can be perceptive when I choose.” Part of me knows I could be beyond cruel, rub in the fact Hendrick loved Lili. But I think he loves MG, too.

Me?

Fuck love.

The idea of love in any shape or form died when I failed my sister. And I’m not letting something like love stand between me and getting what I want. I want this woman. That’s it. Lust and obsession I can do.

When she’s ready, we head out. There isn’t much to say, but the further we get from Hendrick’s slice of boredom in the fucking sky, the more my depravity returns. I tap the divider button, and as it rolls down, I say to my driver, “The long way. Make us fashionably late.”

As it rolls up again, I slide a long look at my gorgeous cunt next to me. Mine because that’s what she is when we’re together. I’m not exactly sure yet what to make of the Hendrick element. There’s a sliver of something sharp and cold at the thought of him and her. Even though I’ve seen it.

Even though it was fucking hot as shit.

Especially when I—

“You know, slut,” I say, offering my nastiest, sleaziest look. “I think it’s fucking time you paid me back for keeping my hands to myself earlier.”

“And if I’m not inclined?” she says, heat vibrating through her voice.

I slip a hand down her thigh and flip the skirt, exposing her bare cunt. It glistens. “I think you are and too fucking bad if you’re not. On your fucking knees, MG.”

“And ruin my make-up?”

“Not my problem,” I say softly. “Knees. Now.”

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