Bad Boy Brawler (Alpha Bad Boy Book 3)

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covering her mouth, and ran my other hand from her hair down along her back. I lifted my hips from her ass and moved my hand up her skirt. "Your innocent bullshit doesn't fly with me. You want to tease and dress like a fucking slut in front of me? Flirt with me? Fuck my best friend with me in the room? No, I don't think so. Not today, Chloe. You wanted to act like a cunt and now you're gonna get fucked like one."
    I massaged her slick pussy over her panties as she screamed into my hand. "I'm not fucking you. You're a fucking sociopath! Get the fuck off me."
    I pulled the skirt up over her ass.
    "God damn it!" Her panties read 'Chloe' real big on the ass. How in the fuck am I going to be able to turn these in? Mark would know. I yanked them down to her thighs, revealing her gorgeous, firm cheerleader ass.
    "Get the fuck off of me." She turned her head back to me and glared.
    I smacked her right ass cheek as hard as I could. She whimpered in pain. The pale outline of my hand turned bright red as blood rushed back to her tan skin. It made my cock stand at attention. Chloe went from being a hard ass to a crying little bitch in a matter of seconds.
    "I have to turn in your god damn panties to the brothers. What am I going to do with these? They say your name all big on them."
    "Well, I was going to give them to Mark you fucking prick." She quickly returned to her innocent pouting. "Why are you doing this? I thought we were friends?" She gave up her struggle against me, her body only quivered. She shuddered with each touch.
    "That's what I fucking thought. Don't fucking worry about Mark. I don't want to hear his god damn name again."
    "You won't get away with this."
    I flipped her over to her back and pinned her arms to the bed. She wiggled for a second, but felt my weight on her and gave up the struggle. I stared into those gorgeous green eyes of hers, then worked my gaze down to her tits and bunched up skirt. Her bare pussy called for my mouth, and I'd be tasting it soon.
    "I beg to differ. Now shut the fuck up. Try anything funny and I will fuck you up." I let go of her arms and slid her panties down past her ankles and over her heels. I set them in the floor and pulled the stupid fucking beard from my face and tossed it against the wall.
    "As soon as you're done I'm going straight to the police." She gave me her best helpless look, trying to guilt me into stopping. "If you stop I won't say anything, I swear."
    "You won't say anything anyway." I started to grind my cock up against her pussy. Her legs tried to close and my knee remedied the fuck out of that situation. She groaned in protest.
    "See, Chloe, you can go to the police if you want." I traced her cheek with my index finger. "But if you do, I'll just leave the grade I changed to an F in the school's grading system."
    Her eyes grew large and bloodshot. I felt her tense underneath me. She was a fireball of rage. I leaned into her ear and exhaled down her neck.
    "What will you do then? You'll be suspended from cheering. You'll have to explain why you're on academic probation to your poor parents who put all their hopes in you. Sorority houses have gpa requirements, don't they? Well, there goes that." I smiled.
    "You can't. How? You're a liar."
    "Well, I guess I'll just fuck you and then we can find out together if I'm telling the truth or not. What's it gonna be?"
    She started to cry again. I wasn't falling for it. "Why are you doing this? I liked you and you never even asked me out. Mark was my second choice."
    Oh, this bitch knew how to play me. I gripped her by the throat. "Don't think your fuckin' games are gonna work here." I growled in her ear. "Your days of fuckin' with me are over, Chloe. Understand?" I gripped her throat tighter and she nodded, gasping for air.
    "Fine. You win. Just get it over with fast."
    "Oh, I certainly won't." I ran my hand down and felt her pussy. It was hot and incredibly wet. "You really are a dirty little whore. All fucking wet down here.

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