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She growls low in her throat, her fingers going to the back of my neck and scraping downward. "Why is she in your house? Does she know you're seeing someone?"
"I'm seeing no one," I whisper.
She shifts her legs, until she’s straddling my waist. Leaning back, she looks me in the eye. "You're seeing me. You've been seeing me for a long time."
"Whatever you say." I don't really care either way. Whatever she wants to say, she can say it. I know she fucked some senior last year after we fucked the night before. She knows I sleep with anyone I want, whenever I want. She's never seemed bothered by another girl. Until now.
"I don't like this. When you go home tonight, tell her you have a girlfriend, and she needs to stay the hell away from you." She leans down, pressing her lips to my neck, her hands skating down to the bottom of my shirt in an attempt to pull it over my head.
"I think you need to shut up and take this dick before I give it to someone else." I grab her by the hips, turning her around. No more talking. Her whining is killing any type of fucking mood I'm feeling.
She glances over her shoulder, lifting her skirt over her ass so I can see the tiny scrap of lace threaded between her cheeks. "I'm serious, you know. If I see her in school, I'll tell her myself."
"You do whatever you need to do, Thea." Truth is, I think Vera would lay her flat on her ass. Something I'd maybe be interested in seeing it if I were in a good enough mood.
Her hand reaches back, and she grapples for the button on my slacks. I backhand her hand away, pulling my pants down low enough for me to pull out my cock. It's only half hard, because tonight Thea can't shut the fuck up.
"I'm going to look for her tomorrow. Tell her you're mine." She looks over her shoulder. "You're mine, Malik."
I grab her hair, yanking so hard she lets out a yelp. I spin her around, pressing her face over my erection. She takes it greedily, humming as she deep-throats, all the way to the base. "Just shut the fuck up, Thea."
She does, but it's like I can still hear her thoughts. Her irritation, her jealousy, her possessiveness.
I press on the back of her head until she gags, spit drooling all over my cock and dripping to the couch beneath me. I hold her there, the twitching of her throat enough to finally get me hard.
I stand up, sliding my cock from her mouth and spinning her around. I grab a condom from my wallet, sliding it on with quick motions before plunging into her. She falls forward, her hand grabbing the back of the couch. Her fingers squeeze the fabric, and I know she's disgusted by the dampness.
It only makes me fuck her harder.
Every thrust makes the couch hit the wall, and I pound into her, my hands on her shoulders as I rock her body aggressively.
"Holy shit!" Her hair swishes along her back, and for a moment, I imagine it's black-and-white hair, not blonde.
"Fuck off," I growl, pounding harder, until her screams turn pained.
I fuck her until the rain starts, dripping heavy drops on my shoulders and into her hair. Until the lightning strikes, lighting up the dark, depilated house. I pound into her until the thunder rattles the walls, and Thea turns limp beneath me, too worn out, too damn satisfied.
And when I'm finished, I pull out, feeling more unsatisfied than when I started. There's always been something missing when it comes to Thea, but my thoughts strayed extra hard tonight.
I refuse to think of the reason. I refuse to contemplate what's got my thoughts so screwed around. I don't really care, at the end of the day.
I hate Vera.
I just can't get her off my mind. And I know, without a doubt, that the prank I’ve been wanting to hold off on for another night has to—needs to—be played out tonight.
13
VERA
"Vera?"
I stare out the window, watching the darkness begin to cloak the trees. I've been staring at it for hours, the seemingly constant fog filling up the air and making the visibility almost impossible. A tree hangs near the window, the naked branch scratching the side of the house with every little breeze.
"Vera, it's Mom."
I squeeze my eyes closed, visions of today flashing before my eyes.
I walked into my room the moment Hazel dropped me off, slipping straight into bed. I haven't left. Haven't slept. My soft sheets suction me to the bed and it's the only comfort I'm able to find right now.
