Only Cordelia was psycho enough to spike her own drink. I pitied the man who ended up with her.
What the hell happened?
The last thing I remembered was passing out in one of the many sitting rooms downstairs after convincing myself not to call Lorelei to relieve me of the biggest case of blue balls I’d ever had. Lexi’s lips around my cock had felt like paradise. Having her on her knees at my mercy while I fucked that perfect mouth almost had me falling apart.
If my stepfather hadn’t walked out, I would have shot my load down the back of her throat and watched her choke and cry as she swallowed me down. I had been mere seconds away.
I was hard as a rock now just thinking of it. I slid my hand beneath the waistband of my sweatpants and stroked my length.
“Oh, baby, let me do that for you. That’s why I’m here.”
The air catapulted out of my lungs as I whipped around to find Lorelei in my bed, naked. “What the hell are you doing here?”
I’d brought her to my room in the past for a quick fuck, but I never allowed her to spend the night.
“Don’t you remember, Kill? I took care of you last night.” She dragged her nails down my chest. “Ashleigh called and said she found you wasted last night, asking for me. I decided to forgive you for not inviting me to the alumni party and sped to the Sigma Delta house to help you.”
“To help me out of the kindness of your heart?” Sarcasm dripped from my words.
If Lorelei had a heart, it was hidden far below all that makeup, hairspray, and designer dresses.
“I care about you, Kill.” Her smile, maybe even some of the fake sweetness, faltered. “Why do you keep pushing me away?”
For a moment, she seemed almost hurt. But then I remembered, like everyone else, she only cared about the Davenport name.
“So, you took it upon yourself to help me upstairs and into my bed where you did what?” My eyebrows slammed down. “Did you screw me while I was passed out?”
Her mouth dropped open, actually offended. “I’m not a sexual predator, jerk.”
Maybe that was a little harsh. Lorelei could do some shitty things, but forcing herself on someone wasn’t in her wheelhouse. It wasn’t even in the vicinity.
“I just helped you into bed and stayed in case you needed me.” Her gaze dropped to my raging hard-on beneath the covers.“It’s a good thing I did stay because it looks like you need me now, Kill.”
The beautiful blonde pulled the covers back and straddled me, her round tits bouncing in my face. When she pulled my dick out and fisted it in her hand, my deep, ragged groan sounded through the room.
Seeing the pleasure she coaxed from me, Lorelei smiled and continued stroking my hard length. Thankfully, Axel’s side of the room was empty.
“Can’t you see how much I care about you?” She licked her lips and then lowered her mouth, her blonde locks tickling my thighs. “Let me help you relax, Killian.”
Images of Lexi sucking my dick last night flashed through my mind. No one else would ever make me feel as good as she had, drugs or not. I was supposed to ruinher, but she’d already wrecked me in more ways than one.
Like an obsession, Red completely consumed my thoughts.
“Stop,” I hissed, shoving Lorelei off. “I’m not in the mood.”
She scoffed and pointed at my erection as she stood from the bed. “Obviously, you are.”
“I’m not in the mood foryou.” Again, maybe that was a little harsh, but she clearly didn’t understand subtleties anymore.
Her jaw jutted out as crimson filled her cheeks. “I don’t understand...” Tears filled her eyes. I saw it in her eyes as it hit her. “It’s that girl, isn’t it? The charity case.”
“Don’t call her that.” My nostrils flared as I yanked my pants up. “And she has nothing to do with this. She’s nothing to me.”
Lorelei’s laugh sounded unhinged as she swiped at the tears. “Yeah, right. A girl knows when her boyfriend is thinking of someone else.”
“I amnotyour boyfriend, Lorelei. I never have been. If you can’t grasp that, then stop coming around, throwing yourself atme.” My phone buzzed, and I snatched it off the bedside table, the screen displaying three missed calls from Stan.
My stomach dropped at the time. It was half past twelve. I was supposed to have lunch with my parents today.
