Wild Thoughts (Depraved Desires #1)

“Before we go any further, I need to know, do you love Jake?” I ask, bracing myself for the answer. She shakes her head and I release a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

“Fuck no! I still don’t know why I’m with him,” she says.

“Good, get rid of the scumbag.” Asher spits and I growl.

“Didn’t I tell you to shut up? Pretty sure I did!” I say through gritted teeth, and he rolls his eyes at me. Looking back at her, I cup her face.

“Good, that was the answer I was hoping for. We want you to ourselves, Riley. Let us show you how much you mean to us. Please, let me clean you so we can give you everything. That would be a dream, Bluebird,” I say, and she grabs my hand, giving it a squeeze.

“Only if you make me cum while doing it. Oh, but Ash only gets to watch,” she whispers with a smirk. I nod my head in agreement as I take my phone out and place an order for the store downstairs. I place a kiss on her cheek, whispering in her ear.

“Let’s make him regret being such a dick. But most of all, I want to hear you sing.” Her breathing hitches as I lick the shell of her ear. There’s a sudden knock at the door in which Dickwad goes to answer.

“Pizza time, ladies.” He smiles, holding the boxes in his hands.

He won’t be smiling for long.

Chapter ten

Douches

Riley

“Mother requires our presence next weekend. Clear your schedule,” she tells him, and he rolls his eyes as she hands out our plates.

“Great! Hey Cupcake, you want to come home with us?” He asks, taking two slices from the box and my eyes light up, but quickly dull.

“I can’t. Some of us have to work for a living,” I say, and his smile quickly fades as he frowns.

“You only work on Sundays. I will pay your hourly wage if you call out and come home with us,” he says, completely ignoring my jab as I shake my head profusely, grabbing a slice and two knots.

“Are you insane? I’m not taking your money.” I snicker as I take a bite of the pizza, moaning as the cheesy goodness hits my taste buds.

“I insist. I, I mean we, want you to come home with us and enjoy the beach for the weekend,” he says, taking a huge bite of his food. I look over at Peyton who’s sitting on the floor opposite me, eating her pizza. She looks up with her big gray eyes and smiles.

“Come home with us, it will be a lot of fun. Plus, it will help us stay out of our parents’ sights. They won’t annoy us as much as they would if we were alone,” she pleads, and I sigh, taking a sip of my drink.

“Can I think about it? Plus, I need to figure out a way to get rid of Jake,” I say as another knock comes from the door.

“I swear to all that is holy, that better not be him!” Asher says through a mouthful of pizza. I laugh because he’s not the only one who feels that way.

“It’s probably Chester delivering what I ordered from the store.” She winks, causing a rush of heat to course through me.

God, these two make me blush more often than not. How can I want two people like this? Can I have both, or will I have to choose in the end? Ugh, I don’t want to know that answer yet. I just want to enjoy this for as long as I can.

Asher gets up and grabs the bag from the doorknob and tosses it in my lap. I narrow my eyes at him and he raises his. Such a fucking dick.

“If I do this, that means no more bringing girls to your room! I don’t want to ever taste another female on your dick if it ain’t Peyton,” I spit, wrinkling my nose at the thought.

“Oh, so you did notice the girls? Are you jealous, Cupcake?” He winks as his eyes light up in excitement. Those green eyes sparkle so brightly. They are so light, almost a hazel hue when he’s happy, then they dull to a deep green when he’s mad. He thinks I don’t pay attention, but I see more than what I lead on.

“Yes, Mr. Playboy, I saw the skanks!” I growl as he laughs.

“Can I tell you a secret?” He whispers, taking a sip of his drink. Peyton grabs another slice as I brace myself for his secret.

“I brought them to my room on purpose, to get your attention, I’ve never actually slept with them,” he admits, and I gasp.

“What? You did that to get my attention? Why? I’m not that special.” I begin to laugh, but no one else does.