The look in her eyes isn’t one I’ve seen before. She’s waging a damn war in that pretty little head of hers, and I hate that there is nothing I can do to stop it.
“Bresin,” I whisper, trying to get her attention back on me. I’m still inside her, which my dick is well aware of. I slowly grind against her. Her eyes darken as she leans forward. Before she can kiss me, I grab her throat and stop her from getting closer. “You want me to fuck you again, you’d better get to talking, little girl.” I know she hates when I call her that, but it gets me hot.
She sighs before pulling back slightly and pinching my nipple. I groan and wrap my arms around her, pulling her into my body so she can’t do it again. Our bodies are pressed together tightly, trapping her against my chest, making me want her again.
“Bresin…,” I growl when she still doesn’t tell me what I want to know.
“He’s manic. Something bad is going to happen, and I don’t know what to do to stop him. He needs help. The drugs just make it worse. Last week, he…”
My whole body tenses. I’ve known for a long time that there was something off with Ridge, but I never realized how bad it was. The guys and I share everything, but none of us saw this coming. We would have gotten him help. To know he’s doing drugs again isn’t something I want to hear.
“What did he do last week?” I ask, my voice not sounding like my own. If he hurt her, I’ll kill him. She swallows and shakes her head. “I want to protect you, Bresin, but the only way I can is if you tell me what he did to you.” My voice shakes as I think of the possibilities. If he touched her in a sexual way, I won’t hesitate. We’d have to deal with it…with him. “Let me protect you.” She closes her eyes, a tear falling down her cheek. Using my thumb, I wipe it away. “Please, Bresin.”
Her lip trembles and I watch a dozen things flash through her expression. Love, hate, fear, hope, sadness, and a few I don’t understand. “He pushed me up against the wall because he didn’t like what I was wearing. His hand went to my throat and he started to choke me. I begged him to let me go, but he wouldn’t. No matter what I did, he wouldn’t stop.” More tears start to fall down her face as I cradle her to me.
All thoughts of sex are gone. The only thing I want to do right now is beat the fuck out of him. He will regret ever touching her, and I don’t care if it ruins our friendship. He needs fucking help, and we will make sure he gets it.
Sobs wrack through her body as I hold her tightly to me. Letting her cry in my arms is what she needs right now. She doesn’t need me to be my usual arrogant self, so I just stay silent and give her all the comfort I can. I let her get it all out as I plan my attack on my best friend.
He may know how to destroy me, but it doesn’t matter to me anymore. He can ruin my reputation if he wants, but I won’t let him hurt her again. I’ll go to war with him in order to keep her safe. She means more than anything else. Her happiness is what I will strive to protect.
Waking up with the sun shining in my face, I stretch out the best I can on her tiny ass dorm bed. Never again will I sleep in this fucking thing. Kissing the top of her head, I slip out from under her body and pull my jeans on. I need to piss, and this room doesn’t have a bathroom.
Making my way down the hall, I head inside the bathroom, seeing a few bitches standing in front of the mirror, getting ready for the day.
“Um… This is a girl’s dorm. Boys aren’t allowed,” one of them says, blushing, before hiding behind her hair.
“Damn. That’s the last time I let someone show me the way home.” I wink at her before walking into a stall and taking a piss, ignoring their whispers about me.
When I walk back out, they all look at my naked chest. One of them whispers about the tattoos covering my arms and half my chest before creeping up my neck. Her eyes widen when she sees the lip print on the side of my neck.
Most people don’t know they are, in fact, Bresin’s lips. It started out as a dare when she was sixteen and way too fucking young for me. We were playing some stupid game of Truth or Dare and she dared me to get her lips tattooed on my skin. Not one to shy away from a dare, I told her to grab some lipstick and press her lips to my neck.
I flash them one more grin before winking and making my way out of the bathroom. When I close Bresin’s door behind me, I see that she’s awake, her long, dark hair piled on top of her head in some messy bun thing she favors.
When she sees me, it’s almost like she’s relieved. Walking over to the bed, I crawl over to her and press a kiss to her lips. She’s the only one I’m ever sweet to, and I know she hates thinking that I would kiss anyone other than her. Truthfully, I don’t kiss any of the other girls’ mouths. I save all that for her.
“I thought you left,” she whispers.
I shake my head and kiss her again, forcing her to lean back against the pillows. Letting my body sink between her legs, I rest my chin on her chest.
“I would never leave without saying goodbye.”
A small smile spreads across her lips and she kisses my nose before running her hands through my hair. The last time we lay like this, I was on the verge of leaving without coming back for more. I had promised myself I would leave her alone after that one taste, but now… I don’t think I can. Now that I know he put his hands on her, it changes the whole damn game.
“I’m going to protect you, Bresin,” I say, running my finger along her collarbone. “I won’t let Ridge touch you again.” A tear slides down her cheek as she nods, not saying a word. “I just wish you would have told me sooner. Is that why you called last night?”
“No. I just wanted to feel something, even if it was brief and just for a few minutes.” She smirks. “Our bickering always makes me feel wanted.”
I laugh at that. Our bickering pisses me the fuck off. It makes me want to bend her sweet ass over my knees or shove my dick inside her just to shut her up.
“I’ll always make you feel something.” I wiggle my eyebrows. Rolling her eyes, she puts her hand on my face, pushing me away.
“I don’t even know what to say to you after you say something that cheesy.” She giggles.
I shrug and roll to my back. “Your little dormmates were eye-fucking the shit out of me while I took a piss.”
She groans and puts her arm over her face. “Seriously? Did they see you come in here?”
I shrug, not caring if they did or not. Now that I know he hurt her, he finding out isn’t high on my list of things I give a fuck about.
“Next time, I’ll just piss in your plant. Feel better?” I grin at her.
“No, dickhead.” She smacks the top of my head, and I pull her on top of me.
“Too fucking bad. Now, I have something I need you to do for me.” I wait for her to ask me what, but she knows better. “I need you to get rid of my morning wood.” I smirk. Unfortunately, I should have known better than to leave my dick unprotected.
When she punches me in the junk, I grunt in pain as I grab my dick and try to breathe through the stars in my vision. Next time I fuck her, I’m going to pound her sweet fucking ass. She’ll learn not to abuse the merchandise.
“Sorry. It slipped.” She grins. “Looks like you won’t be able to get it up tonight when you guys find your next slut.”
Grabbing the back of her neck, I force her head down to my dick, trying not to focus on the pain radiating through my balls. “Kiss it and make it better,” I demand. She looks up at me with a sly little grin. I swear, if she punches me again, her ass is getting spanked. I’ll be sure to make it difficult for her to sit for a week.
She grabs my jeans and unbuttons them slowly, releasing me. My dick is still hard, even after she fucking punched me. Luckily, the throbbing is no worse than the blue balls she gave me when she flipped me off and hung up on me after playing with herself.
I watch her lower her mouth to my dick and gently run her tongue along my shaft, taking her time. She slowly sucks the head of my cock into her mouth, running her tongue along the tip a few times before taking me into the back of her throat. I grip her hair and hold her head in place as I start to move my hips.
“Fuck, little girl. I love your mouth.” It doesn’t take me long to get close to the edge while staring down into her wide, blue eyes.
The ache in my balls soon disappears, replaced with pleasure only she can give me. I don’t warn her as I come, but she greedily sucks me dry. As she pulls back, I shut my eyes and drag her up my body. She rests her weight on me as I wrap my arms around her.
Kissing her deeply, I try not to think about the shit I need to do. For one, I’m going to talk to Beckett and Maddox about what she told me, and two, I need to call that number Ridge gave me last night.
“I need to go talk to Beck and Mad. You going to be okay?” She nods and buries her face in my neck. I hold her for a little while longer before I move from the bed and get dressed. “Call if you need me.”
“You sure you’re going to answer?” she asks, eyebrow raised.
“Yeah, I will. Be good.” She rolls her eyes at that, so I grab her ass and pull her to me. “Don’t test me.” She rolls her eyes again before I give her ass a slap and let go.