“Vení,I don’t either,” he says with an arrogant smirk. “Trust me, she’ll be agreeing so loud it shakes the house when I fuck her.”
I fight the urge to punch his teeth in. Instead, I open the passenger door for Rae, letting her in through Maddox’s side. She smiles and climbs in carefully, holding the shirt down to keep from giving us a peek at her pussy as she swings her legs in and scoots into the bitch seat. Blood pulses in my temple at the thought of what must have happened. She’s naked under his shirt, which means he saw her already.
I glare over the top of the car at Maddox as I circle and climb into the driver’s seat. He just grins and climbs into the passenger seat beside her.
The asshole knows I’m interested, and he said he wasn’t. As usual, though, he can’t stand for anyone else to get a girl he can’t. Not that he tries. He refuses to put in any effort, and then gets pissed when one of them has the audacity to not fall all over herself at his hard-to-get act.
But he can’t stand to leave one pussy unfucked, so now he’ll put in the minimum amount of effort necessary to get her to open her legs, and then he’ll leave her crying and expect me to clean up his mess. That’s how it works every fucking time.
Normally, I don’t care. I don’t want those girls anyway.
But Rae? I want her.
And he knows it.
Instead of being a decent friend or a good brother and backing off, now that he sees I want something, he wants it too. And Maddox always gets what he wants, fuck everyone else. The rest of us are left with his sloppy seconds, even when we saw her first.
Aside from the crew girls, who are community property, I don’t fuck girls he’s already fucked. Which leaves me with next to nothing, since by now, he’s gotten his dick in every willing pussy at Faulkner High. Any girl who will fuck guys like us is already ruined for me. I’m not going to let him ruin Rae, too. If he wants her, he can have what’s left when I’m done.
I glance sideways at her as I shift into gear, letting the back of my hand drag along the outside of her knee longer than necessary. She doesn’t move away. I’ve seen the way she looks at me. I could fuck her too. I’m sure of it.
But she’s innocent, too sweet for what I like. Maybe I could feel her out, see if she’d be into it. I wonder how fast she’s runs. If she’d run for me, fight for me, cry real tears for me. If she’d make her cunt to tight around my cock I couldn’t help but cum inside her.
Does she get off thinking about me next door when she’s in her bedroom upstairs? Does she fantasize about me climbing through her window, holding a hand over her mouth so her policeman daddy can’t hear her scream, and taking what I want?
Or would she run screaming if she knew that’s what I fantasize about?
fourteen
Rae West
Lennox parks the old El Camino in front of his house, and we all get out. I’m already flustered from sitting squeezed between the North brothers all the way home, and the palpable tension in the air inside the car didn’t help. It crackled like the energy in the air before a storm, the same atmosphere that’s outside the car. Every time I’m near them, I want to simultaneously do a happy dance and faint dead away, and being squeezed in between their big, strong bodies while wearing nothing but a long t-shirt with nothing under it nearly did me in. I definitely don’t need to get my head any more fucked than it already is.
I thank Lennox for the ride and start for my porch next door, but he calls for me to wait and comes around the car. “I’ll walk you over,” he says, giving me one of those grins that he hands out like candy.
“I think I can make it myself,” I point out, unable to keep my mouth from smiling back at him. “It’s like ten steps away.”
“At least twenty,” he says easily, falling in beside me. “Besides, I wanted to talk to you.”
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“I just wanted to tell you, if anything like that ever happens again, you know you can come to me. I would have dealt with it.” He looks so earnest I feel a little bad for joking around.
“I’m fine,” I say. “Maddox dealt with it.”
“Yeah,” Lennox says, casting an angry glance back toward his house, where Maddox went. “But you had to sit there for two hours in his shirt. I could have gotten you some clothes. You should have come to find me.Heshould have sent you to me.”
I shrug. “He took care of it. It’s fine, really. He wasn’t even a dick about it. In fact, if I didn’t know better, I’d think maybe he doesn’t hate me after all.”
I smile at the thought, but Lennox scowls. “Listen…”
He takes my hands and looks into my eyes, and my tummy flips at the concern I see in those warm, golden depths. We’re standing on my front porch now, in front of the door. I have this horrifying thought that this is where people kiss goodbye after a date. Not because I don’t want to kiss him, but because Lee would murder me if he saw me kissing a boy on his porch.
“Just come to me next time,” Lennox says, squeezing my hands.
“Okay,” I say, swallowing hard. “I will.”
He keeps gazing into my eyes until I swear I’m dizzy with him. “I don’t want you to get hurt,” he says. “And that includes by my brother. He’s my brother, my blood, and I won’t say anything against him, but keep your eyes open, Rae. Watch what he does, and decide if you want to be one of those girls. Make that decision with your head, not your heart.”