Pit: The A**hole Club Series by Saffire Blue (summer books txt) 📕

taking control because I see you’re about to spiral and you’re no good to her if you lose your shit. Allow me to distract you. It’s another way I can help get you through this.”

I close my eyes and give him a small nod. His lips are on mine before I can finish the gesture. I drop my phone to the floor and try my best to lift up and get closer to him.

Shawna isn’t forgotten, but for now I don’t allow my worry to consume me. I trust Pit. He’s going to help me get her back, and just as I trust him with that, I decide to trust him with my body and this distraction.

He kisses me so deeply; my emotions start to stir. These are shitty circumstances, but I won’t deny I’ve wanted this for so long and…

Don’t catch feelings, Ven. Guys like Pit don’t fall in love.

He breaks the kiss and moves his lips to my ear. “I’ll take care of everything. All you have to do is relax,” he says and his deep voice rumbles through me.

I try harder to focus on him. It’s when he kisses my forehead and speaks his next words that I give in.

“You know what? We’ve waited twelve years for this. We can go a few more weeks, let’s watch Netflix and chill. Maybe they have Dirty Dancing, I think they have your favorite.”

“Twilight,” we say in unison.

I smile.

“It can be your distraction,” he says.

How am I supposed to keep from falling for him? I shake my head. Reaching for the hem of his shirt, I stare into his amazing eyes. Slowly, I start to tug the shirt up.

“But you’re the only distraction I want,” I say.

Pit

I’m not trying to be a prick. Yeah, I want her, and I want her bad, but I truly want to get her mind off things. However, when she says I’m the only distraction she wants, I become so hard I nearly rip through my pants.

“I’ll be all the distraction you need then,” I reply.

Something inside of me shifts. This isn’t going to be just another quick fuck for me. I want more with her. I want to take the time to savor every touch, every push into her body.

I have this feeling that when we come together neither of us will be the same. It’s in the look in her eyes. In the way my heart is racing.

I take over, lifting my shirt and toss it aside. She has her hands on my belt buckle next. I pull my phone from my pocket to pull up a song that’s playing in my head. I set it on repeat and toss the phone on the bed.

“Focus” by H.E.R. starts to play. Skittles gives me a shaky smile. “Yes, I can,” she whispers answering the lyrics.

“I got that,” I say as she fumbles with opening my jeans.

I get them unbuttoned and unzipped, then push them and my boxer briefs down my legs. Once I’m standing before her fully naked, I place a hand on her waist and bring her closer.

“Arms up,” I command.

She lifts her arms. I glide my hands up, skimming her soft skin as I pass her midriff, pushing my hands under her shirt. I peel the shirt from her body and toss it over with mine.

Reaching behind her, I keep my eyes on hers. When I release the clasp of her bra, I drop my gaze in time to see the mouthwatering bounce of her full breasts as they’re freed. Her mounds are more beautiful than I’ve ever imagined.

No, they don’t sit up like she’s still in her teens or like a pair of fake ones. Her nipples point down and they’re large. The perfect position to fall right in my mouth when she’s riding me.

I lift them to test their weight in my palms. A loud groan slips from my lips before I can stifle it. I bite down on my lip and start to flick her tightened peaks.

“You’re gorgeous,” I breathe before taking her lips.

She reaches for my cock and starts to stroke it. “You are too.”

“Hands off, baby. First time I come; I’m going to be inside you. Your mouth or your pussy. I might let you choose,” I say and move my lips to her neck as I go to get her out of the rest of her clothes.

She releases me and places her small hands on my back. When I have her shorts open, I hook my hands in them, her stockings and panties all at once and tug them down her legs. The scent of her arousal hits me right away.

I wrap her thighs in my arms on my way to straighten and lift her up. She plants her hands on my shoulders as I move to the bed. I turn my head and capture one of her nipples.

“Will,” she cries out and throws her head back.

My chest swells when she calls my name, something I never thought I wanted to hear until it comes from her lips in a cry of passion. When I told her to use it earlier, I knew it would feel right. Only from her.

Reluctantly, I release her nipple and lower her to the bed. I move to hover over her and pinch her chin between my fingertips. With my gaze locked on hers, I nip her lip. Once, twice—she gasps into my mouth on the second one—I go in for a third before kissing her deeply.

Now that I know I have her full focus, I want to taste her. I go to settle between her legs, but Skittles takes me by surprise. She wraps a leg around my waist and flips me onto my back.

Now, I’m six three, 254 pounds, so the fact that she does this with ease turns my crazy ass on. However, it’s when she takes me into her mouth and starts to suck on me while working her hands up and down, then