Page 99 of The Revenge You Seek

"Well you were fucking wrong, don't you think? You set all this in motion, Princess."

"I said yes to a boy, Kane. I didn't sign up for all this bullshit."

"You killed him."

My lips curl and I laugh at him.

"You still trying to sell that story. I did not kill him, Kane. I am not responsible for the actions of him or anyone."

His fingers tighten until the inside of my cheeks are between my teeth, stopping me from saying another word.

"Did you want my help or not, Princess?"

I nod as best I can.

"Why me?" he asks, his brows drawing together. "Of all the people you could have called tonight, why me?"

Panic twists my stomach that he can see right through my actions.

I fight to swallow as saliva fills my mouth faster than I can control.

He releases me, but he doesn't let me go. Instead, he plants both his hands on the hood of my car on either side of me, pinning me in.

"B-because everyone else is busy."

"Everyone?" he asks, his brow quirking.

I nod. "L-Luca, Leon, Zayn, and the guys are at some team thing."

He jolts at my words and I know they hit where I intended but he recovers quickly.

"How unlucky." He smirks. "For you."

His hands land on my waist and I'm lifted onto the hood of my car.

"What the—oh God," I gasp as he rips down the neck of my tank, taking my bralette with it and exposing my breasts.

His lips wrap around my nipple and he sucks so hard it hurts, it sends a bolt of liquid lust straight to my already soaked core.

He bites down, making me cry out in pleasure. My legs wrap around his waist and I tighten them, sliding down the hood a little until my core presses against his length.

"Dirty little whore," he murmurs against my sensitive peak as I rub against him, needing everything he can give me.

Taking both my breasts in his hands, he looks up at me. His hair is falling down into his dark eyes as he looks through his lashes at me.

"This what you had in mind when you called me?"

I shake my head, but his smirk tells me that he doesn't believe a word of it.

"Is everyone else really busy tonight or did you just want to play out one of your wicked fantasies, Princess?"

"They're really busy," I lie. Well, they probably are busy with studying and stuff but I didn't actually ask any of them what their plans were.

"So you didn't just want to get fucked on the hood of your car?"

"No, I want my tire fixed," I gasp as he skims his huge hands down my body and pushes my skirt up around my waist.

"So pretty," he whispers, running a fingertip along the edge of my pink lace panties. "But such a waste."