Page 103 of Hate Me Like You Do


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“No.” Reed shakes his head. “I thought you just ran off to masterbate.”

Her face turns red again. Violet doesn’t run off to hide and masterbate. That thought makes me want to laugh. No, she tries to hide it under the covers of my bed. It’s torturous really. Made me insane the first time I caught it, had to go round two with Kylie to make up for it.

The simple thought of it has me standing, grabbing the can of whipped cream and kneeling down between her smooth thighs. Those big emerald eyes of hers watch my every move, her food forgotten now. I shake the can slowly and the sweet cream slides along her inner thigh. I hold her watchful gaze the entire time I lower my head, my tongue slipping from my lips and I lick it off her with agonizing slowness she gasps.

And I’m rock fucking hard the moment I hear it.

I push her skirt a bit higher, feeling the heat of three watchful gazes along my body with every move I make against her skin. Higher I aim the nozzle, half an inch from her black lace panties.

“What are you doing?” she finally rasps out, her fingers trembling at her sides.

Another dollop of the sweetness runs across her skin and I open my mouth wide to suck it off the apex of her thigh, her fingers twisting through my hair as the flat of my tongue slides dangerously close to her pussy.

“I’m sharing you. Clearly,” I whisper against her damp skin.

Confusion clashes in her pretty gaze.

“Kiss Reed.” My command has both of them lifting their brows at me. Even Landon blinks at me like he’s not sure what the hells going on. “Kiss him and I’ll keep going,” I barter.

And that’s all it takes.

She slams her lips to his and I can just make out a smile tensing his mouth just before his tongue slides slowly out and he strokes her, nips at her and bites her until she’s moaning against his kiss.

And I dip my head once more, my fingers lifting to the sheer lace of her panties.

Until a door slams. A resounding sound within the breathy silence.

I stand immediately, a trained reaction to present that nothing is wrong. Nothing is out of the ordinary. Nothing is going to set him off.

Unfortunately, Reed is slower.

He pulls back from Violet, his hooded eyes glancing up to the man looming behind them. The line that’s cracking hard through my father’s lips is a nodding sign of the anger he’s containing within him.

Landon stands slowly. “Mr. Reyes. Ready for the upcoming trial?” The easy smile he passes my father is meant to distract.

It’s something that works on girls at our school. It works on the teachers. It works on everyone in his life.

It does not work on a man like Ronan Reyes.

“Reed,” my father starts on an ominously calm tone. “Tonight, after you accompany my daughter to her mother’s trial, after you soothe her, and after you take care of her like a high school sweetheart who’s failed the twelfth grade one too many times, I’m going to kill you.”

“W-what?” Reed’s entire body stiffens and I can tell by the way he’s looking at my father that he’s trying to calculate the best way to step back out of this situation.

“I told my daughter to stop whoring around with boys who hold no value. And you–you’re the rusty wheat penny she keeps trying to collect.” As if he’s collecting his briefcase, he grips the hair at the base of Violet’s neck and hauls her backward, dragging her over the chair until it falls completely to the floor as she kicks and screams.

I’m striding after them, feet storming, breath seething.

My hand grips his shoulder before I even think about it. And every part of him stills.

Violet looks up at me from the floor, her head shaking back and forth as if she’s pleading for me to go fucking sit back down.

But it’s too late.

Slowly, my father glances down at the hand that’s still lingering on his smooth gray suit jacket.

“If you wanted to do the honors of shooting your best friend in the face, all you had to do was say so, son,” he whispers only to me. “All of you get in the car. We have a trial to attend. And then a celebration to have tonight.”

My hand drops. He keeps walking out to the garage. Vi’s screams echo.

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