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Story: Pretty Little Psychoy
“Can we detour? I want to fuck you against the car this time,” she said boldly, and I lightly grabbed her throat to keep her still, licking her lower lip.
“Start fucking yourself then. If you can come really fast, I’ll make a stop on the way.”
The moment I eased back and started the car, she made sure the windows were up so no one could see in, and she snaked her hand down the front of her pants, instantly doing as I asked.
She was wearing jeans, so after a second, she let out a frustrated sigh and unbuttoned them, giving herself more room.
“I hope this proves how much I love you,” she fake grumbled, and I couldn’t help but reach out to tweak her nipple through her shirt, making her squeal.
“I love you too, baby.”
The moment she sucked in a sharp breath as she started fucking herself for me, I almost ran off the fucking road.
I always knew there was a bad girl hiding below that good girl mask.
Epilogue
Luna
Two Months Later
“Hey, Ry,” I said softly as Riley and I walked towards Ryder in the rehab facility, and I braced myself as he jogged towards me, wrapping his arms around me so tightly that I could barely breathe.
“Nice to see you too, bro,” Riley deadpanned, but I knew she was teasing. She’d anticipated this because all he’d been wanting since he’d been in this place was to see me and apologize. Riley had spoken to him on the phone a few times in the past month, but I’d given him some more time. He’d been struggling a little, and I didn’t want to risk messing anything up for him.
“Jesus, Luney,” he murmured, not letting go as I wrapped my arms around him to return the hug. “I’m so fucking sorry. I…”
“I forgive you,” I blurted out, making him tense before he leaned back to look down at me. He looked more pale than usual, but he also looked brighter if that were possible.
I hadn’t realized how bad he’d gotten until now.
“You do? Just like that?” he asked with surprise. “I’ve got a whole speech planned.”
“You can tell me if you want, but you don’t have to beg me,” I answered gently, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze. “I’m just glad you’re getting help.”
“I never want to hurt you like that again. Or anyone else,” he said firmly, making me frown.
“You didn’t hurt me.”
“I broke your trust.” He scowled, running his hands through his black hair and pulling slightly. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness.”
I hated that he was hurting himself, so I threw my arms around his middle and held on tightly. “I know it wasn’t you. You knew it was wrong, and you’re here voluntarily to get help. That means everything to me. I miss you.”
He hesitated before dropping his arms around me again, pressing his cheek to the top of my head as he let out a soft sigh. “I’ve missed you too.”
We stood like that for ages before he moved back, opening his arms for Riley. “I missed you too, so come give me a hug.”
“Oh, you remember me?” she deadpanned, stepping forward to hug him. “Missed you too. It’s not the same at home without you.”
“Beck brought Maddox and Jett here the other day. They mentioned you’ve got new friends?” he asked with a frown when they broke apart. “Specifically, Ander Lavaro.”
We’d all agreed not to mention the street racing issues to him until he was settled back at home, and it was hard keeping it from him. He was going to lose his shit when he found out Riley had been in the hospital from it, but it could send him over the edge right now.
He needed more time to heal without worrying about what was happening back at home.
“Beckett’s not even mad about it.” Riley scoffed, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes. “Ander’s one of the only people who can beat Beck on the track. They secretly love the competition, and I caught Maddox at Harley’s with Ander last week drinking beer together while talking about some business stuff. They’re swapping notes like little besties.”
I grinned, giving her an amused look. “Yeah, Riley’s not happy that Ander's been cheating on her.”
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