Total pages in book: 164
Estimated words: 154691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 619(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 619(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
“Yeah.” I smile. “Let’s do it.”
GRAYSON LAW
Sitting in the back of the class in fourth period, I see Henley enter the room. Smiling to myself, I watch how she moves—her shoulders are back, but her body is tense. She’s trying so hard to look composed even with the stares and whispers being spread around the school about her.
I’ve always liked Henley. She was the closest thing to a girl friend I’ve ever had who I didn’t actually fuck. Doesn’t mean I didn’t want to, though. She was what a guy would call a cock tease. She’d dress, showing off everything she had to offer, yet not give it to you. Well, that was until she gave it to Monroe.
Junior year
I sit on our leather couch in the living room. “Rumors” by NEFFEX plays through the speakers but not so loud that we can’t hear ourselves think. Leaning back, I have my right arm over the shoulders of some brunette I just met tonight. Think she said her name was Annie. I’m not sure, and it won’t matter tomorrow. My other hand holds a beer, resting on my jean-clad thigh. The party has been going on for about an hour now. Kids are drinking it up and smoking out back. I’m sure they’re snorting coke off the marble countertops in the bathrooms.
“Where the fuck is she?” Scout looks down at his cell, running his fingers over his screen.
“Ahh, is your girl standing you up?” Annie asks, sticking her bottom lip out.
He looks up at her but doesn’t answer the question.
“She’s probably with Monroe,” I say, taking a drink to hide my smirk. I like to give him shit that she spread her legs for our friend a couple of nights ago, giving him her virginity. I’ve told Scout a million times to fuck her. She practically throws herself at him. But no, he wanted to wait for some goddamn reason. Like her virginity was the best thing about her.
“Fuck off, Law.” He gets to his feet, downs what’s left in his beer, and stomps out of the room to get another one.
I laugh, lifting my drink again, but my arm pauses when I see the brunette in question enter the living room. She’s wearing a skintight, black leather miniskirt with a white silk top that shows off the bottom half of her stomach and belly ring. Two thin straps come up around her neck. Turning around—no doubt looking for Scout—I see the back of her top. It has three strings that crisscross from one side to the other. That’s all that holds it on, letting me know what I already knew—she’s not wearing a bra. My eyes run down over her bubble ass and thin legs. Her black leather pumps are the cherries on top.
“Who is that?” Annie asks, watching me gawk at my friend’s girl.
It’s sad, really, that he keeps her a secret. If she was mine, everyone would fucking know by the bite marks on her neck, hickeys on her thighs, and my handprint on that sweet ass. I’d fuck her in front of any man who wanted to watch just so they could be jealous of what I had.
“My friend,” I say and finally take that drink.
“Law.” Henley’s blue eyes meet mine. She walks over to me, her hips sashaying from side to side. The girl is a pro at getting anyone’s attention. The best part—she doesn’t even know it. “Hey, have you seen Scout?” She bites her pink-painted lip. “Jamie and I just got here, and I realized I left my cell at the house.”
I point my beer to the balcony that overlooks the living room. “Pretty sure he just went upstairs.” I lie because I want him to go a few more minutes without her. Fucker should appreciate what he has.
“Thanks.” She goes to walk away but stops. The motion making her dark hair slap her in the face. “Hi, I’m Henley.” She reaches her right hand out to the girl on my side.
“Amy.” She smiles back.
Well, I got the A right.
“Nice to meet you.” Henley looks at me and winks, giving me her approval. Then she turns and walks out of the living room.
“She seems nice,” Amy observes.
I set my now empty beer bottle on the coffee table and grab her hand. “Let’s go upstairs.” I’m hard now, and my cock isn’t going to suck itself.
Henley sits down two rows to my right, and I smile to myself. She hasn’t noticed me. That’s not very smart. A woman like her should always be aware of her surroundings. Some were raised to fear the monsters in the dark, but most of us hide in plain sight. You’re just too blinded to see it.
They say things are worth waiting for. Well, little doll, I’ve waited a long time to play with you. Your cries, tears, and soft flesh are going to be worth it.