Chapter 26 EvanAnn
EvanAnn
My mouth opens and closes. “We don’t have time to fuck around. We’ll be missed at the party if we don’t head back soon. Besides, I thought tomorrow was the big show.”
He lowers his head. “Consider this dress rehearsal.”
“Damon—”
He kisses me, cutting off my weak protest. Every time he touches me, he drives me crazy with need. And now is no exception. I thread my fingers into his hair and push up on my toes.
He lifts me onto the desk, pushing papers onto the floor without releasing my mouth.
When I part my legs, he slides his hands over my ass, drawing me in close to him so I can feel how hard he is for me. My pussy throbs with need.
“You want to get your own revenge?” He kisses down my neck and nips at my shoulder.
I drag in a breath as I try to find some control.
“I didn’t exactly dress for it.” Why did I wear jeans? I run my hands over his hips.
“Get on your knees, little devil.”
I lift my gaze to his blue eyes and slide off the desk as he backs up. I lower to my knees in front of him. My insides buzz with anticipation of what he gives me and the anxiety of getting caught. I undo his belt and jeans, pushing them down, while his fingers caress my face.
When I draw out his cock, I lift my gaze to his before leaning forward to take him in.
“Fuck, I love your mouth.” He groans as I work his cock with my tongue and lips. I’ve had time to figure out exactly what each of them likes.
“He’s fucking stupid to not take what you offer so beautifully.” Damon grabs my ponytail and wraps it around his fist. I get so wet I’m sure my panties are ruined. I never offered Chase any of me. Not like I have with the Devil’s trio.
He tugs on my hair, and I relax, placing my hands on his thighs and looking up at him. I know what he wants. Everything inside me wants him to take me. I want whatever he wants to do to me. No matter how filthy.
He holds my head as he thrusts his cock into my mouth, pushing in deep until I gag a little. He works his way up to fucking my throat, while I lick and suck when I can.
“Such a good little cum slut. You’re going to swallow every last drop, aren’t you, little devil?”
I hum my affirmation around his cock, and he groans as he comes in my mouth. When he releases my hair, I suck and lick to get every drop, keeping my gaze locked on his. He jerks me up and backs me against the wall, taking my mouth with his.
This kiss is all lips, tongues, and teeth. I taste him as he undoes my jeans and slides his hand down the front of my panties. He lifts his mouth and rests his forehead against mine as he slides his fingers over my pussy before pressing two inside me. I gasp at the stretch of him inside me.
“He never gets to see this. Never gets to watch you fall apart under his touch. It’s mine.”
I open my eyes to his blue eyes searching me.
“You’re mine, little devil.”
“I’m yours.” I stroke my hands beneath his shirt, up his back.
“Fuck.” He fucks me with his fingers, hiding me from the cameras and watching every expression of pleasure crossing my face. “Come for me, Evan.”
I grab his arm as the tension winds tight and explodes. My moan fills the quiet room.
“So fucking sexy.” He kisses me and pulls his hand out of my pants. He sucks his fingers to get the taste of me in his mouth, before he kisses me again. I can taste both of us. My heart races, and my breathing is uneven as he pulls away.
After we straighten our clothes, I notice the papers on the floor and pick them up. As I sort through them, Damon picks up some pens that must have dropped at the same time. It’s all rehearsal notes and pages. Until the last page.
I stare at the list of colleges. Chase said he didn’t want to go to college after high school. But there’s something about this list that makes my stomach churn.
“What is it?” Damon looks over my shoulder at the list.
“These are the colleges I’ve applied to.” Why would he have this? “I never told him where I applied to school.”
“Maybe he paid attention and made a list.” Damon slides his hands around my waist and rests his chin on my head.
I shake my head and point to the last one. “I added this one a week ago. No one else knows I applied here.”
Damon takes the piece of paper and takes a quick picture with his phone. “We need to leave.”
I nod, but the list bothers me. Why would he have that and how is it accurate? I don’t have time to think about it now. We have to get back.
Damon takes my hand to lead me out. When we get to his bike, he claims my mouth.
“We’re going to fuck you properly tonight.” He promises as he puts my helmet on and fixes the strap. He offers me a mint, and I pop it in my mouth.
With his helmet in place, he straddles the bike.
Closing my face shield, I climb on back and wrap around him, loving that his scent covers me.
That when I’m standing next to Chase he could smell what we did if he ever bothered to notice.
As we fly down the night streets, I enjoy the rush of what we got away with. So far.
We pull up to the side of the house where the party is in full swing. Damon takes off my helmet, and Cam comes out the side door.
Damon revs his engine as Cam and I slip inside. After the door shuts, Cam presses me back against the wall and kisses me. I grab his shirt and hold on. Fuck, I wish I could have them all every night. But tonight, I’ll get my wish.
“Did you have fun, goody?” He kisses my cheek and backs away.
“I’ll have more fun later.”
He smirks and takes my hand. “Yeah, you will.”
When we approach the party, he releases my hand. We slip inside, going separate ways. I head out to the beer pong table where Cam and Hawk are still going at it. More people surround the game, egging them on. It takes me a few minutes to reach Chase’s side.
“Hey, babe.” He smiles, more than a little tipsy. “One more game and I’ll win.”
Hawk smirks at us. “Probably not.”
How much have they had to drink?
“I’m not feeling that well, Chase. I’m going to have Mia take me home.” I reach into my purse and hand Hawk his keys before turning to hand Chase his.
He grabs my wrist. “Then I want my prize.”
“You didn’t win yet, Chase. I’ll give you your prize tomorrow.” I tug on my wrist and glare at him. “Let me go.”
He winds me in. “Just a peck, babe. For luck.”
He’s definitely stronger than me. I try digging my heels in. No part of me wants him to kiss me, especially not in front of Hawk.
Suddenly, Hawk is between us, in Chase’s face.
“She said no, asshole. Let her go.”
Chase releases me and straightens. “I’m the asshole?”
“Yeah.”
“At least I’m the one offering to be EvanAnn’s boyfriend and not just toying with her.
” Chase runs a hand through his hair and glares at Hawk.
“He’s just messing with you, babe. He doesn’t really want you any more than he wants any of these girls.
Oh, sure he’ll fuck you, but he doesn’t do relationships. ”
I put my hand on Hawk’s back because I know he’s getting angry. He’s held back going after Chase this long. It’s just a little longer and we’ll get revenge on him.
His back muscles flex beneath my touch. “It’s not much of a relationship if you’re off fucking other girls behind her back, is it?”
The crowd makes noises, some surprised, most not, but I’m focused on Hawk. Cam moves through the crowd and steps between Chase and Hawk.
“You two need to chill out. Everyone go find someone else to fuck.” Cam pushes Hawk back, and I stumble back to not get trampled.
An arm wraps around my waist, and I jerk.
“Little devil.” Damon says it so softly I barely hear him, but he draws me back against him into a darkened corner. “Time to leave.”
I nod and turn to leave with him. I’m sure Cam and Hawk will meet us.
Damon
We pull into the garage. The house has some lights on, but that’s not unusual for this time of night. She follows me. We’re still trying to stay under our parents’ radars, and my dad’s car was in the garage.
“Out late again?” My dad’s voice. I freeze, and Evan stumbles behind me into his view. “EvanAnn?”
He looks between us like he’s figuring shit out. Fuck.
“I called Damon to pick me up.” Evan steps forward. “My designated driver decided to drink too much.”
My dad’s face clears. If I’d said that, would he have believed me? I keep my face blank even as the anger churns to the surface.
Evan turns to me. “Thank you for the ride. Good night.”
She walks away from us, heading to the stairs.
“Sorry, I thought you were out partying late again.” Dad runs his hand through his hair. That’s the first time he’s said he’s sorry in a long time. “Is everything okay with her?”
The muscles in my jaw twitch. Now he’s worried about Evan? It’s been weeks since she moved in. They didn’t think anything of putting her right under my thumb. I want to yell at him and her mother, but if I start, I’ll spill everything.
And he’ll take her away from me. I’m never letting that happen. I draw in a steadying breath.
“She’s fine. She’s smart and driven and doesn’t want to fuck up her future by getting into a moving vehicle with someone who’s been drinking.” I straighten. “I’m heading to bed. It’s late.”
Dad nods. “We should have a conversation tomorrow.”
“Scrimmage and then I’m busy with schoolwork.”
“Sunday dinner, then.” Dad steps forward. “You have to eat.”
“Fine.” I turn and walk away.
I go to my room just in case he follows me, but he doesn’t. I lock the door and pass through the bathroom to find Evan sitting cross-legged on her bed, plucking at the comforter.
“Quick thinking.” I sit on the edge of the bed next to her.
She smiles. “Improv. It comes in handy every now and then.”
We both stare at the door like someone’s going to knock it down and split us up. Does she worry about that? That if we come out, our parents will try to force us apart?
They can try, but nothing will keep me from Evan. Especially not Jackson Riordan.
When I grabbed her, she jerked at the party.
“How bad was it when I grabbed you?” I watch her face. She’s good at lying, but she’s got tells. Her eyes try to slip from mine before she makes them focus when she wants to lie to me.
She sighs. “It only took me a moment to realize it was you.” She lifts her gaze to mine. “Honestly, I didn’t have any issues until I got those texts. Seeing him was messed up, but it was easy enough to put that down to chance.”
Except it wasn’t. I put my hand on her leg, and she puts her hand over mine. But I don’t say anything, hoping she’ll give me more. More of herself.
“I figured it was years ago and he’d moved on.
I definitely didn’t encourage him.” She breathes out.
“He grabbed me and kissed me before I could even register what was happening. But I felt trapped and frozen, unable to get myself out of that situation. I thought I’d gotten past it. ” She shakes her head.
I turn my hand over and tug her hand toward me. Without hesitation, she crawls to my lap, straddling me. I release her ponytail from the holder, and her blond hair falls around her shoulders. Soft and beautiful, just like Evan. I comb my fingers through it.
She leans into my touch like she always does. It settles the burning inside me. When Chase grabbed her, I didn’t think. I would have beat him worse than last weekend. But Hawk got in his face. Cam broke them up, pushing Evan back toward me. So I took her.
The others know. I met Cam’s eyes before I ushered her out. There were too many people trying to see the potential fight for all of us to disappear at once. The others will be along.
“Should we go somewhere else?” She runs her thumbs along my jaw, her hands around my neck. She glances at her door. “Our parents are here.”
“They aren’t going to interrupt us, little devil.” I turn her chin back my way. “But if you want, I can ask Hawk if his parents are home. We can go there.”
Her cheeks flush as she meets my eyes. “I don’t want to worry about them coming to talk to us or have to be quiet.”
I smirk. “We wouldn’t want that.”