Tough Shit (Rejects Paradise 1)

I suck in a breath. I’ve never been wild enough to explore with that but the small amount of pressure he’s giving me has me desperately rethinking. This is fucking good.

He pushes a little harder and picks up his pace. His other hand at my hip squeezes and just like that, we both come hard until we’re crashing down on the couch, completely and utterly spent.

Chapter 23

“I heard he fucked her on Carrington’s kitchen counter.”

“Really? I heard she took it in the ass like a desperate little slut.”

“Bullshit. That’s not what happened. She sucked him off all night, rode him real fucking hard, and let him come all over those big tits of hers.”

“Damn, I can’t wait to fuck that little bitch. I’ll show her what it’s like to really fuck.”

“Wanna double up? I bet a kinky bitch like that wouldn’t mind a little sharing.”

What the actual fuck? I knew I shouldn’t have come to school today. I had a bad feeling about this.

I step out from behind Milo’s massive frame and take a look at the three juniors standing behind us. They’re fucking skinny little computer nerds. I don’t doubt that these guys are referring to me and Charlie but what’s funny is that if these guys even tried to fuck me, I’d probably break their fragile little bones in the process.

“The fuck did you just say?”

All three pairs of eyes snap to me before widening in fear. “Oh, shit,” the one in the center gasps.

Damn fucking right.

I don’t hold back and luckily for me, Milo has my back just as I knew he would. I go for the guy in the center and shove my hands into his chest until his back slams against the brick wall behind him.

The fucker looks as though he’s about to piss his pants and secretly, I hope he does. It will serve as a lesson that nobody is going to get away with talking about me like that. Not to their friends, certainly not to me, hell, not even to themselves. If my crew had overheard that, the three of them would already be in the ground, but as Colton pointed out, I have an issue with leaning on them when I should be handling my problems myself.

Milo grabs the two others and easily restrains them. He probably loves being a part of a boy sandwich but truth be told, these boys probably aren’t his type. I bet he’s more of a muscly, golden pretty boy type … say, someone like Spencer.

I press up into the guy, putting my hand around his throat the same way Nic had taught me. Nic actually taught me a whole lot about bringing a man to his knees and defending myself against dickheads like this. He kind of got off on it. There’s something about violence that gets him worked up and I can’t deny that I’m finally starting to understand it. I’ll have to tell him all about it. Not the part about why I had to do it of course because that will be classified as running for help and I can’t have that.

“I know you weren’t just talking about me,” I say, giving the guy’s throat a little squeeze and watching the way his eyes bug out of his head with fear.

“I wasn’t. I swear.”

“You swear?” I question, narrowing my eyes.

He tries to nod and I give him a sweet smile, refusing to let up on my hold. We both know he’s lying, just like we both know that I’m not squeezing hard enough to cause any damage, just a little discomfort. “Then please, fill me in on the gossip. Who’s the kinky bitch that’s about to be double-teamed? Wait … what did you say she did? Got fucked on the kitchen counter after sucking the guy off all night and letting him destroy her ass?”

The guy looks to his friends who are too shit scared to say a word before looking to Milo for help, but they should know better. This is my show and I’ll run it the way I see fit.

He looks back at me. “I … I don’t know. I just heard tha—”

“You heard wrong,” I tell him. “Who the fuck has been talking shit?”

He looks back over my head at Milo who scoffs. “I’d hurry up and tell her what the fuck she’s looking for before you really fuck up and piss her off. Trust me, this is tame. You don’t want to see this bitch when her claws come out.”

The guy panics and takes a deep breath before meeting my eyes. “Fine. Charlie was boasting about it during health but half of the guys already knew.”

“What was he saying?”

“Just that he sealed the deal with you and that you were fucking wild.”

I push into him harder, not sure if I should be happy about the wild comment or fuming that he was stupid enough to tell the world about it. “How did the other guys already know?”