Bradford Bastard (Bradford Bastard 1)

Jules grips the base of my cock with one hand and rolls her tongue over her lips just as my stare lifts back to Brielle’s, her piercing glare warning me that she’s going to destroy me. Jules opens wide and takes me deep in her mouth, putting on a fucking show as her tongue works over my tip, lapping up that small bead of moisture as though it’s hers to take. She bobs up and down, wanting to be the best I ever had, but my eyes are glued to Brielle’s.

Her stare falls, watching the way Jules works my cock, fire flaring through her blue eyes and making me feel like the worst fucking prick. Her hurt gaze comes back to mine, and with a hard pull, she yanks her blinds closed and her face falls from view, leaving nothing more than a gaping hole in the center of my chest.

“Fucking hell.”

“You like that, baby?” Jules asks around my cock.

“No,” I spit, pulling against my grip in her hair, forcing her to release my cock, her mouth dropping in horror and embarrassment. “That’s enough. You need to go.”

“What? No,” she rushes out, gripping onto my thighs and pulling back against my hold in her hair. “I can do better. I promise, you’ll like it.”

Irritation burns through my veins as I release her hair and take a step back, putting space between us. “Jules,” I say, tucking myself back into my pants and reaching for her clothes on the end of my bed. I hand them to her, barely able to meet her eyes. “It ain’t gonna happen. I’m sorry, I’m just not feeling it.”

Devastation washes over her features as she gets to her feet and starts pulling her clothes back on. “It’s that new chick, isn’t it?” she questions, watching me a little too carefully. “I get it. You like her and want to fuck her out of your system.”

“This has got nothing to do with her.”

Jules rolls her eyes and starts working on her pants. “You’re the most popular guy in school. You’re the fucking captain of the football team for fuck’s sake. Do you not think that people notice you? They watch you all the time. We know who holds your attention, Tanner, and you have got it bad for her.”

She walks toward me, her hand dropping to my shoulder and slowly brushing her fingertips across my skin. “She’s nothing, Tanner. Just some poor bitch from Hope Falls. Fuck her, do whatever you have to do to get her out of your system, and when you’re ready for someone more your speed, in your own class, you know where to find me.”

Just as she goes to step away from me, my bedroom door flies open and Riley barrels in, coming to a screeching halt at seeing Jules in my room. I sigh, knowing what’s coming as his gaze flicks between us before sailing across my room to the window.

His stare falls back to me. “Come on, man, really? Low fucking blow.”

Guilt tears through me and I give Jules a shove toward the door. “Time to go.”

“But—”

“NOW!”

She scurries away without a backward glance, slipping past Riley in the doorway as he just stares at me, disappointment oozing from his narrowed stare. “It’s done,” I snap, turning away from him and moving across my room, his eye angry and purple from the beating it took earlier. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“It doesn’t work that way, bro,” he says, walking into my room and dropping onto my bed, his arm propped behind his head. “All you’ve done is hurt her while making yourself feel like shit. She was enough for you to beat the shit out of me, that’s not just something that’s going to go away.”

I drop down into the armchair across my room, letting out a heavy sigh. “It’s done, Riley. After that, she won’t look at me again, so you and me, we’ve got nothing to worry about. The season is ours.”

“Drop the fucking act for two minutes,” he demands. “This girl is in your head and she’s there to stay. I was just fucking with you before. You know I’m not going to stand in your way if you want something serious with her. Just say the fucking word.”

“There’s nothing to say,” I tell him, my gaze unintentionally flicking back to the window. “She’s a distraction and I took care of it. End of story.”

Riley sits up, his elbows bracing against his knees. “Right, so if she’s nothing but a distraction, then you really won’t mind if I fuck her. If I go over there right now and rail her so fucking hard you can hear her screaming my name from here, if I feel her tight little cunt squeezing around my cock … That’s not going to be a problem for you?”