Bradford Bastard by Sheridan Anne

Bradford Bastard by Sheridan Anne

Author:Sheridan Anne [Anne, Sheridan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-06-06T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 19

BRIELLE

Making my way back to our deserted corner on the outskirts of the track, I feel a familiar set of eyes lingering on my body, and I let out a frustrated groan. Nerves spike in my chest, and I’m immediately on guard, every part of me desperately trying to shut out the feelings I’ve been trying to smother for the past two days.

“Stop being such a fucking creep, Tanner. I know you’re there,” I say, turning to face the thick bushland and searching through it until my gaze finally settles on him. He’s leaning up against a large tree with his hands deep in his pockets, staring intently and making something die inside of me.

“Why are you here?” he questions, that deep, husky tone rocking right through me as the rest of the people enjoy the party, completely oblivious to the pain pressing against my chest.

Determined not to back down or scurry away in fear, I hold my head high, not allowing him to crush me like he did two nights ago. “Trust me, if I knew you were going to be here, I wouldn’t have come.”

He doesn’t respond, just keeps staring at me through those dark, hard eyes. Frustration claims me and I scoff, shaking my head. “You’re wasting my time. Is there something you need? Because if you’re just going to stand there and stare at me like a fucking moron, then you can kindly fuck off.”

No response.

Turning my back to watch the party around me, I grab my bottle of water and take a hasty sip, determined to ignore him, but when a shiver sails down my spine and goosebumps spread over my skin, I know he’s moved closer—a lot closer.

I feel his breath on my neck just moments before his big hands circle my waist. One of them sweeps low around my body as the other trails up my ribs and over the curve of my breast until it settles loosely around the base of my throat. His lips move to the side of my neck, and I hear him breathe me in, his body moving in tight against mine.

“Whatever you think you’re going to get from me, you can think again, asshole. I’m not hanging around for you to fuck with.”

“Mmhmm,” he murmurs just as his lips press down against my skin.

Every tiny brain cell inside me demands to push him away, to tell him to fuck off, or in the very least, send a fist hurtling toward his balls. Who does he think he is coming at me like this? Touching me? Putting his lips on me? No, absolutely not. I won’t be some pathetic toy he gets to kick around.

My hand falls to his on my waist, and I yank it off before spinning and shoving him hard, sending him back a step. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I demand, rage boiling in my narrowed stare. “You want an easy fuck, then go and pick one of those girls who’ve been throwing themselves at you for the last hour.



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