A squeal of tires has us stopping. Wes has finally made it away from my truck and hightails it down the road. Charlotte turns to look up at me, standing too close for comfort. With the afternoon sun shining on her blond hair, the golden strands glisten. Small freckles I hadn’t noticed before can be seen beneath her light layer of makeup. And those lips…goddamn.
She licks them in a nervous way and then her brows pinch together. “Thank you.”
I blink away lust-filled thoughts of where I’d like her juicy lips. “What?”
“For lunch. What you did about those pictures.”
Red hot fury floods through me. I’d been pissed at seeing her with those guys, naked and clearly fucked up. And for Heidi to be sharing it? I was livid.
“There’s a time and place for porn,” I say in a flippant tone. “Not school.”
“It wasn’t porn,” she mutters.
“What was it?”
“A mistake.”
“So you don’t readily take three dicks at once?”
She huffs. “I didn’t take three dicks at once.”
“There were three dicks in the pictures. Small ones, but there were three.”
“I don’t remember all the details,” she grumbles. “Ryan said it was just him and me. The others just watched.”
Ryan said.
Her words grate on my nerves.
“What if he said wrong?” I taunt, my voice dropping several octaves. I reach up and run my knuckle down her delicate throat, overcome with the need to touch her. “What if he said it was just him, but the whole school had a turn with you? You were too fucked up to notice.”
Worry shines in her blue eyes that seem extra sparkly in the sun. “I got tested while in the hospital. I haven’t been with anyone since. He didn’t use condoms a lot of the times. It was a sudden decision, but I wanted to make sure he didn’t give me anything.”
Her confession makes my heart rate speed up, making me blurt out my next words. “Come to Campfire Chaos Friday.”
“What? But you hate—”
“I do,” I agree. “But she doesn’t.”
She follows my gaze over to Tierra. Both she and Penny are aggressive as fuck as they play one on one. Tierra is grinning, so at least she’s having fun.
“I don’t think Mom will let me go,” Charlotte says, turning to face me. “After all that went down and all the parties I got in trouble at, she won’t allow it.”
I slide a finger into her front pocket, pulling her to me. “I wasn’t asking, English. I was telling you to come.” I move my finger in and out of her pocket like I’d love to do to her pussy despite my anger arguing otherwise. “Tell Kelsey it’ll be just us Hoodlums.”
She grabs my wrist, stopping my suggestive movement, her breasts jiggling as she sucks in air. “I’m not a Hoodlum.”
“You’re my Hoodlum,” I grind out. “I thought I’ve made that perfectly clear.”
“To torment,” she grumbles. “Not to join your ranks.”
I shrug. “Still mine.”
“Cal…”
“Mr. Hutton,” I growl.
Her blue eyes flash with annoyance. “I’m not calling you that outside of school.”
“When you’re on your knees sucking my dick, you can call me Cal. If I’m deep inside your cunt, you can call me Cal. The only times, loser.” I take her hand and bring it to where my dick strains in my slacks. “What’ll it be? Ready to get down right here? Call me Cal while you choke on my cock?”
She squeezes my dick, making me groan, and stands on her toes so we’re almost face to face. “I’ll stick to calling you Mr. Hutton because I will never reduce myself to being someone’s doormat ever again.” She licks her lips, making my cock jolt in her grip. “I’m sure Heidi would love to suck you off and call you Cal. Maybe you could do it in detention. Isn’t that every dirty teacher’s fantasy? To fuck the young thing over his desk and hope no one walks in.”
I grip her jaw, angling her head up so our lips nearly touch. “You’re not a little mouse after all, are you, English? You’re a teasing bitch with claws.”
“And teeth,” she breathes. “I’m not afraid to use them now.”
“If you fuck Wes, I’ll kill you both.”
She laughs. “Why would I fuck Wes?”
“Because he won’t stop until he has you,” I growl, anger dripping from my words. “He’ll turn you into that weak little piece of shit you were when you were with Ryan.”
“I’m not weak,” she hisses. “Not anymore.”
“Then don’t fuck him and we won’t have a problem.”
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.”
I glower at her, but unable to keep the anger in place because her hand is still on my motherfucking dick. Seemed like a great idea at the time.
“Not jealous,” I rumble. “Just protecting my assets.” Dipping low, I bring my mouth to her ear. “Keep touching my dick, though, and we will have a problem.”
She pulls her hand away and then presses her palm to the center of my chest where I’m sure she can feel the way my heart hammers inside. “Your dick is going to get you in trouble one day.” She pushes until we’re at a respectable distance and then drops her hand.
“Find a way to get there on Friday,” I instruct. “Go with Roux if you think that’ll make your mom relax. If I need to come pick you up myself, I will. No matter what, your ass better be there.”
“So I can hang out with Tierra? All this for that?”
“And the fact that you owe me.” I challenge with a glare that begs her to argue. “You took Terrence from my side, so now you have to stand in his place.”
“I’m not sleeping with you, Mr. Hutton.”
“You never had a problem telling Cuntingham no,” I taunt. The cruel words have the fire bleeding from her and her shoulders hunching.
“He never took no for an answer.” She lifts her chin. “No matter how much you hate me, you’ll never be that
