Lost Girl Read online Sheridan Anne (Aston Creek High #2)

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Aston Creek High Series by Sheridan Anne
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
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He cringes and I know I’m right. “You realize I’ve fucked her….a lot, like not just once or twice. Are you sure you want to keep that around? You’re not going to get jealous or anything like that?”

I roll my eyes. “Did I ever give you the impression that I was a jealous person?” His lips press into a tight line and I don’t doubt that he still doesn’t like it. “I don’t care that you fucked her in the past, all that matters is that you’re with me now and as long as you have no plans to fuck her in the future…”

His eyes bug out of his head. “Oh, hell no.”

“Then we’ll be fine,” I continue. “Unless you have other reasons? Like she’s not going to show up in my bed in the middle of the night asking to suck my toes?”

“Where the fuck do you come up with this shit?”

My brows dip low as I narrow my eyes. “It’s a very serious question,” I warn.

Slade groans and gives in. “No, there will be no toe sucking from her. She’s cool and as far as I’m aware, she’s loyal to a T. As long as you’re sure she’s not going to cause any issues between you and me, then I’m cool with it.”

“Good,” I grin wide. “Because I was going to do it whether you liked it or not.”

Slade throws me down on the grass and comes down over me. “You’re going to be so much fucking trouble,” he tells me, dipping his head to my neck and kissing me there, making my eyes roll into the back of my head as my arms curl around his neck, holding him to me.

“Come on,” he tells me, pulling back ever so slightly so he can see my face. “Why don’t you stay here tonight? You can sneak out early in the morning before Shay realizes you’re not there.”

“How scandalous,” I gasp. “I feel so used.”

Slade groans and gets up, pulling me up after him. I hardly have a chance to get steady on my feet before he’s tossing me over his shoulder like a ragdoll and heading for his door. “I can walk,” I grunt, sliding my hand down inside his loose sweatpants until I’ve got a good handful of his strong, sculptured ass.

“I know,” he tells me with a deep, rumbly tone to his voice that has me wanting him in all sorts of nasty ways. “But this way, I get to throw you down on my bed and besides, when your ass is out on display and begging for attention, I get to do this.”

Without missing a beat, Slade’s palm comes down on my ass, making the most delicious sound that has me groaning with need. Before I have a chance to yelp about the sting, his hand rubs circles, soothing the pain and leaving me wondering if Mr. Grey was onto something about pain is pleasure.

He walks me through his home, leaving the basketballs to spend the night chilling out on the driveway and I do my best to be quiet. Nothing would be worse than having his parents or little sisters spring us and make me go back home. I know Daniella is all about team Skylah but I doubt that includes sneaking into her home in the middle of the night to screw her eighteen-year-old son.

Slade gets to his room and carefully opens the door, swinging it wide and walking through, only to gently close it behind him. He walks over to his bed and just as promised, he throws me down and instantly comes down on top of me.

An hour later, I crash down beside him and curl into his arms, exactly where I’ve grown to love being. His lips press down on my forehead and he pulls my body in tight beside his. “Go to sleep, Virago. I’ll wake you and get you back home in the morning.”

I’ve never felt as safe as the nights where I’ve slept in his arms and I find myself looking up into his dreamy eyes, wondering just how far this thing will go. “Night, Slade,” I murmur.

He kisses me softly as I feel my eyes growing heavy. “Goodnight, babe.”

Chapter 7

I tiptoe through the front door and glance around to find Blake perched on the couch, staring straight at me. “Seriously?” he grumbles, keeping his voice low. “You couldn’t have even dealt with your sex hair before sneaking back in here?”

“Shut up,” I whisper-yell, slipping my shoe off my foot and launching it at him. “You’re going to wake Shay and Ben.”

“Too late,” he grins. “Ben’s already up and showering and Shay’s dancing in the kitchen to ‘Tay Tay.’ Pretty sure she said something about going and waking you in a minute.”

“Fuck.”

I slip back out the door, knowing there’s no way I’ll get from the front door down to my room without bypassing the kitchen and getting sprung. I hurry around to my bedroom window and push it open before launching myself through it. I go tumbling down to the floor and smack my head against the edge of my laundry hamper. “Aw, fuck,” I curse under my breath, fumbling around beneath myself until I find my feet.


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