Kai’s right. Iama junkie.
But my drug of choice isn’t something you smoke or snort or inject.
It’s pretending everything’s fine while the whole world rots underneath you.
And I’ve never been more strung out than I am right now.
Chapter 3
Kai
The Land Rover slides into Rooke’s parking spot with a spray of gravel. Haven shrieks, clinging to the seat belt like we’re in an F1 race, but she’s grinning when the car finally skids to a stop.
I cut the engine and lean back to stare at Agony Hollow College’s main campus building. Apparently, it used to be someone’s mansion, but it looks more like Arkham Asylum to me.
Rooke’s Tesla isn’t here. His class starts in a little under an hour, so the smug fucker could pull up any goddamn second.
Perfect.
Haven’s already got her hand on the door handle, but she hesitates when she sees I’m not making a move. “You coming?”
“What’s the rush?” I catch her wrist, tugging her back. “We’ve got time.”
She glances out the back window, then at me. “What are you?—”
“Stay,” I say, my voice rough.
Her blue eyes go wide when she realizes what I’m after.
“Are you fucking insane?” A breathy laugh escapes her, but she doesn’t pull away. “He’ll be here any second.”
“That’s kinda the point.” I haul her across the console, and she lets out a gasp as her ass slams into my lap.
“Youwantto get caught?”
“What I want—” I glide my hand up her inner thigh, digging into her soft flesh until she shivers hard against me “—is to fuck you so hard this car reeks of you. Of your soaked pussy that he’ll never get to bury his dick in again.”
Her breath hitches, red creeping up her neck. “That’s…”
“Depraved?” I lean in, teeth grazing her earlobe before I bite down, just enough to sting. “Twisted as fuck?”
“Yeah,” she half-moans, half-breathes as her body arches into me.
“So fucking stop me then, Heavenly.”
She should. We both know she should.
But that wild, depraved spark in her blue eyes matches the possessive urge clawing at my ribs. Instead of pulling back, she grinds into me, her pussy nestling right against my throbbing hard on.
There’s my gorgeous little deviant.
I was worried I’d fucked it up when I gave her the necklace. But we can’t keep our hands off each other. There’s a part of me that wonders if we’re both just distracting ourselves from reality, but every time that thought surfaces, the part of me that loves fucking Haven shoves it back under.
“You dirty little slut,” I rasp against her neck, nipping the skin. “You love this, don’t you? Getting fucked in your professor’s car like the cock-hungry whore you are.” I buck my hips up, letting her feel how hard she makes me.
This is all for her…
Is what I tell myself.
