Glass Heart Hero: A Dark High School Romance by Lindsey Iler (free ebook reader for iphone .TXT) 📕

surprise you.” I move away from her body and roll her onto her stomach. With a quick movement, I have her on her hands and knees. “She’ll graze her slick tongue along your pussy, tasting how sweet you are, and never regret allowing herself to be free with you.”

A guttural moan escapes Delaney.

“You like the way she licks you, baby?” I play the tip of my tongue over her clit, feeling her insides clench on demand. “She’s greedy for every drop you’re willing to give her.”

I drive a finger inside her, a little rough this time. When my thumb runs over her puckered hole, she grabs a pillow and buries her face in it, blocking her screams from reaching every corner of the house.

“Oh god!” Delaney groans as I press a little harder.

I shimmy my pants down enough to expose my hard cock.

“You know how I said a girl can give you everything a guy can?” I practically plaster myself over her back, while playing with both of her holes. Delaney nods frantically. “There’s one thing a girl can never do for you that I can.”

“What’s that?” Delaney’s voice is raspy and wanton as I remove my fingers. I immediately miss her slick warmth.

“This.” I grab my cock and rub it along her, using her desire to slick my tip, knowing damn well once I start, it will be an easy entrance. My hip thrusts, and before I can utter another word, my hands have hold of her hips, and I’m fucking her. “No one, man or woman, will make you feel like fire is racing through your veins like I can, because this pussy,”—I rear back and plunge forward—“it belongs to me, and you know damn well what you do to me.” I rub circles on her clit, knowing she’s almost there. “Go ahead, sweetheart, and come.”

An earth-shattering orgasm has her body shaking, sending me straight over the ledge to find my own release.

“You proved your point,” Delaney says, rolling over and tugging the blanket over us.

“Now all I can think about is another girl touching you!” I exclaim, grinning at the ceiling. “This may have backfired on me.”

She rolls over, smirking at my persistent erection. “Yeah, well, sweet dreams, baby. For your sake, I hope I’m nicer to you in your dreams than you were to me just now.” There’s nothing but humor on her tongue. She kisses me quickly, then gives me her defiant, beautiful back, purposefully grinding it in my dick.

Touché.

*****

“You could have given me a heads-up about Madison,” Byron says as he bursts into the kitchen, scaring the fuck out of me. He claps his hand on my shoulder, attempting to calm me. “Didn’t mean to sneak up on you, man. Sorry. But for real, you could’ve warned me.”

“Warned you about what?” I laugh, knowing damn well what he means.

“Next time you fuckers invite someone to stay at the house, please let me know they’re in my room.” He grabs a banana from the fruit bowl on the island and peels it before taking a bite, talking through his chews. “I climbed into bed with her last night.”

“Well, since we never know where the hell you are unless we see you in school, it’s kind of hard to do that. Maybe you should replace your cell phone and stop living off the grid like a fucking psychopath.” I grin, leaning against the counter.

Palmer comes down the stairs and pours herself a bowl of cereal, followed by Delaney. Dixon and Reagan pass through, and a few seconds later, Dixon returns, looking like a sad puppy.

“Reagan running off again?” Delaney asks.

“She doesn’t know where she fits into this yet, is all,” Dixon explains.

Delaney and Palmer have the same wide-eyed, don’t-want-to-say-anything expression on their faces. If he’s not worried, then none of us should be.

“We’re running a fucking orphanage at this point,” Byron says.

Madison comes up behind him and grabs the banana from his hand, making a show of taking a huge bite out of it and handing over the peel.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Byron stands, flustered and maybe a little angry, but I think that energy is directed at himself and not so much at us.

“I like this girl,” Palmer says, grinning.

“I’ll stab you again,” Byron jokes.

“Any girl who’s able to dig underneath your soulless skin is a win in my book.” Palmer sticks her tongue out at him as he leaves the room. “You can stay for as long as you want, Madison.”

“No, she can’t,” Byron calls out, his voice echoing down the hallway.

We laugh, grabbing our breakfast and taking a seat at the table.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” I ask.

“I’m going to see my dad,” Delaney announces. “He’s been begging me to come visit ever since I stormed out. I’m sure Tripp has been feeding him a whole array of bullshit that I need to clean up. I want to leave soon, so I don’t waste my entire day there.”

“I’m not letting you go alone,” I protest.

“I’ll be fine.” She cups my chin, making fun of me by patting my cheek.

With a tight grip, I grab her hands. “It’s not up for debate, sweetheart. I’m going, or else you aren’t.”

“Fine, you want to go meet Mr. Chambers, that’s your own problem.” She kisses my cheek and smirks.

“When you’re there, you need to dig around. My father’s selling the company to yours, but there has to be more to it than that. Sky Tech’s a fucking cash cow, and father is a heavy milk drinker. There’s no logical reason why he’d want to sell it,” Madison explains. “While you guys are doing that, I’m going to do what I do best.”

“Which is?” Dixon asks.

“Bat my eyelashes and tell my dad I need to intern at Sky Tech for a class. A week tops is all I’ll need to find something. There has to be something buried within those walls.”

“How can you be so sure they haven’t covered their tracks?” I question, knowing damn well if I