Page 118 of Brutal Little Secrets

“Then we need to come up with a new plan.” She’s got that determined look on her face that’s so hot.

And those eyes, when she lets me in… I could spend hours watching her eyes as she’s fucked. By me, by the others, it doesn’t matter.

“First we need to take down Olivia.” Hawk stands and paces the room. “Remove the queen from the board. She’s too fucking unpredictable.”

“We’ve cornered Chase. He’s out of moves.” Cam leans forward, putting his elbows on his knees. “The party didn’t get busted, but there’s no way he’ll be able to hide it from his parents.”

“The party hasn’t gotten busted… yet,” Evan says. Her fingers tighten in my hair and my cock aches to be inside her. “We could call in a noise complaint.”

“Fuck, the police breaking up two parties? The party scene will be dead after that.” Cam runs his hand through his hair.

“You need to study, anyway.” Evan glances at him over her shoulder.

“Besides,” Hawk says with a smirk, “we already have a party.”

His gaze takes in Evan. She’s hot in this outfit. The shirt clings to her breasts and covers my marks on her shoulders. I want to tear it off her and mark every inch of her delectable little body.

“Fine, it won’t shut down all the parties,” Cam says with a cocky smile at Evan. “But everyone will be leery of big parties for a while. Things will be kept small. And we can focus on what’s important. Like Evan.”

Hawk gets his phone out.

“How are you going to make sure the police don’t trace it to you?” Evan asks.

Hawk smirks. “I know the neighbors. Or at least one of them. A freshman on the hockey team. He can have his mom call, and we’ll give him some extra training on the ice.”

“I’ll text the hockey team to get the fuck out.” Cam is already texting.

“Mia’s with Liam and Fletcher.” Evan’s still focused on me. Her eyes are dark kaleidoscopes. Her hands in my hair. Our faces close together. Her bare skin under my fingertips. “Make sure she gets out too.”

“On it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Evan.” The words are soft, and I mean them.

Her eyes soften. “I would do anything to help you get your revenge. Anything you needed me to do. But I can’t help you hurt my mother. She’s already been through enough pain.”

“I was still mad at him. Mad at my mom for making that decision not to fight. I didn’t think he deserved to find someone else. He should have to live with that pain.” I breathe her in. “I won’t get in their way. Getting your mother out of my house is no longer a priority. You are my only priority. That means keeping you in my bed.”

“And getting into the NHL.” She brushes her thumb against the corner of my jaw.

“That’s a given.” I slide my hands beneath her panties and grip her ass cheeks.

Her eyes darken, and she arches an eyebrow.

“We also need to figure out how to neutralize Jackson,” I say.

She shivers in my arms. “He hasn’t really done much besides make his presence known.”

“He threatened you, baby girl.” Hawk tosses his phone on his desk and tips Evan’s face up to look in her eyes. “He wouldn’t threaten if he didn’t intend to see it through.”

“What do we do then?” Evan’s throat is taut in front of me.

Irresistible. I lean in and suck on her soft skin.

“We keep you safe with us.” Hawk lowers his head. “As long as we’re fucking you, no one else can fuck with you.”

He claims her mouth, and a low moan works out of her. I slide my fingers beneath her panties and over her wet pussy. When I press inside, she whimpers in pain.

“Are you sore, little devil?”