Page 41 of Heartless Devil

Cole: Fuck off.

He laughs, making my sister turn his way.

“What’s up with you?”

“Nothing. Can’t I laugh?”

“You’re an idiot.” She sighs, putting her glass down. “You ready to dance, Charlie?” she asks.

“Yes, please.” Charlie looks relieved to get out of the booth.

I don’t blame her. Ever since she sat down, all I’ve thought about is how earlier I had her leg over my shoulder, tasting her pussy. Just like that, I’m fucking hard again.

I watch the two of them grab hands and head downstairs.

“You’re gonna have to go keep an eye on them, you know that, right?” Tyler says, pulling my attention back to the table.

“Yeah. I’m giving them a couple of minutes.”

“Why do you have to babysit?” Sasha asks.

“Because that’s my sister down there. I don’t want some asshole putting his hands on her.”

“Maybe she shouldn’t dress like that then.”

“Excuse me?” I whip my head around in her direction.

“I’m just saying. She’s kind of asking for it.”

“I think this is over. You might want to find a different place to hang out,” I say, feeling the anger rising.

“Are you serious right now?” she asks.

“Yeah. I’m not going to sit here and listen to you insult my sister. You’re a bitch,” I spit out, before getting out of the booth.

“Yeah. I think I've had enough also. You two need to be gone when we get back,” Tyler says, joining me.

“You two are pricks,” Sasha says.

“I've been called worse,” Tyler says, laughing.

We head downstairs, trying to catch a glimpse of Cam and Charlie, which is hard in a place as crowded as this one.

“We’ll never fucking find them in this place,” Tyler shouts over the music.

“Split up. I’ll find you later,” I tell him. He nods, walking in the opposite direction to me.

I push my way through the crowd, hating that I’m here in the first place. I love a good party, but I like it when I throw them, and I can make everyone leave when I want them to. This is a different story.

Glancing to my right, I see Charlie. She’s sandwiched between my sister and some random guy. A guy that has his hands running up and down her body. I want to go over there and rip his body away from hers.

Charlie has a drink in her hand, her eyes are closed, and she has one arm in the air. Her body is moving in perfect rhythm with the music. She’s glistening with sweat, and she looks like a fucking goddess.

I watch the guy behind her snake his hand up her thigh. One of his hands is gripping her waist. She leans her head back against him, arching her body. I have to adjust myself because all I can imagine is her moving her body like that against mine.

My sister moves away from them, making her way to a guy of her own, wrapping her arms around his neck. The two of them get lost in the crowd. This is the perfect opportunity for me to get this asshole away from Charlie.

I stalk over in their direction. Her eyes are open now and she sees me coming.