The Game: Rebels of Ridgecrest High (Book 3)

I need to keep a closer eye on Mila. I know she’s wild and strong willed, it’s what had me falling in love with her the first day I met her. But maybe she’s a little impulsive. I can’t believe she went to the Amato house. Not only that, but— “she did what?” I turn to Asher, who’s standing in my living room, retelling the tale of what went down.

“She told Alessandro that if he doesn’t let her in, she was gonna jump the gate and come knock on his door.”

I look over at Mila, who’s still in Roman’s arms, but now they’re on the couch. I narrow my eyes at her and she quickly looks away from me. Yeah, she’s wild and strong, but she knows my thoughts about putting herself in danger. I’m gonna remind her about that later in my room when I spank her ass for being so reckless and scaring the shit out of me.

Roman growls again. He hasn’t let go of her and she loves it. Because she knows I won’t go over there and grab her, sling her over my shoulder and take her to my room. It would upset Roman, and he needs her right now after the scare she gave us all.

She glances back over at me and smiles. Like she knows my thoughts. I nod once, letting her know she’s in trouble and she pokes her tongue out to taunt me. I clench my teeth, holding back what I want to say. Because she’s pushing my buttons now. I want to hold her too, I want to protect her.

I don’t like the way she scared him or me. But one positive that happened today is that all this shit with the Amato Family is over. We don’t have to have to worry about that part of our lives anymore. We can move forward and I think the best way to do this is go out, have fun with our friends.

“Roman’s birthday is next week. We need to celebrate.” Roman looks over at me, his eyes widen. He hates parties. And he hates birthdays more. We have tried to do something special for him every year but now Mila’s back, I’m hoping that will change his mind.

“Yes, let’s have a party.” Jace suggests and Roman shuts that down with a loud booming “no.”

“I think we should just go out, have some dinner, maybe go to that arcade place in Lakeview. Challenge Roman to some games.” Mila smiles as she moves back to gage Roman’s expression. He nods. Well, that was easy.

“They have laser tag there, too. That would be fun, get some teams together. Have Lakeview against Ridgecrest.” Asher supplies.

That’s actually not a bad idea. It’s not all about Roman then, it’s just a small group of us getting together and having some fun.

“So you and Walker against the four of us?” that doesn’t work out fair but I’m happy to kick Lakeview’s ass while I’m still a Rebel. And kick Asher’s ass. even though he did good today letting me know where Mila was. Still not happy with him trying to put the move on my girl when I’m not around.

“Heard from a little firecracker you’re gonna be a King soon enough, so you’re with us, Hunter.” Walker chuckles as he stuffs a cookie into his mouth.

I don’t like that. “I want to be on Mila and Roman’s team. Jace can be on your team.”

Jace protests. He’s been quiet since we got back. But he watches Mila and eyes off Asher. I guess he didn’t enjoy hearing what he said earlier about being number four. It’s not bothered Roman, which is unusual. Maybe he’s starting to like the guy? Or maybe he’s just too occupied with Mila to care.

I need to talk with Mila and Roman and work out what’s going on between her and Asher. Or where Jace stands.

“Why don’t we just draw names out of a hat and that’s how we pick the teams? We can invite Grady and Emerson. And Cadence and Sadie. That makes it five for each team.” Mila stands and Roman reluctantly lets go of her.

“Or we pick, and I pick you.” Roman grabs her by the waist and pulls her back into his lap. My jaw ticks. I know he needs her. He doesn’t have any family but us. But still… I need her too.

My mom is on a ‘wellness retreat.’ My dad’s at the apartment in the city where he’s made it very clear he’s staying and not coming home while she’s away. Hell, he’s barely here when she is home, so that makes no difference to me. He sent mom off to help her drinking problem. I don’t know how long she’ll be gone for, but I know it’s just me and Roman here. And I miss her.

I miss mom, even though she’s drunk most of the time. I miss just having her here, even if she was in her room sleeping it off. It didn’t feel lonely. Mom was just a few rooms away. But now she’s off on this wellness retreat. I’ve spoken to dad maybe twice. I’ve spoken to his receptionist more than I have spoken to him all year.

I want to tell Mila. I want her hugs now. Jealously is something I haven’t gotten used to just yet. And with Jace, and now Mila’s feelings for Asher. Will she have enough time to hug me? My heart sinks a little at the thought. But I know she wouldn’t do that. She would never leave me out.

But I don’t want to tell her where mom is, I don’t want to think about it. I put on a smile and nod at Roman.

“Done, it’s your birthday, big guy. You get to pick Mila. The rest, we will draw out of a hat. I’ll organize it all for Wednesday.” It’s not his actual birthday, it’s Thursday.

But Thanksgiving’s on Thursday. Not that it really matters. I’ll try to cook something for his birthday, but if Mila’s still grounded, which I suspect so after today’s disappearance, then I can’t even have her over here to celebrate.

It will just be Roman and me.

Everyone’s relaxed after the wild day, and I have brought out some snacks and drinks. The TV’s on and they’re watching an old game. It’s weird to have Asher in my house, but I settle on the couch, lay my head back, and close my eyes.

It’s not long before I feel the tickle of hair on my face, and I don’t have hair. I shave it off every week, even though Mila keeps asking for me to grow it back. I like it short. I open my eyes just a crack and see an upside down Mila looking down at me from over the back of the couch. She grins before kissing me. I reach up and hold her there so she can’t get away. But she pulls back.

“I need to clean up, can I use your shower?”

I sit up and turn to her. She winks.

“You need to clean up too.”

My mouth drops open a little at that statement. I look round the room. Jace is chatting to Walker about famous quarterback’s. Roman’s actually sleeping and snoring. That’s a first. I don’t think the guys slept well in weeks. Mila holds my hand and tugs me up. I look to Asher to see his reaction. He just glares where Mila holds my hand.

If he wants to be part of this… he needs to learn to keep that shit inside.

I pull away from her lips, licking the taste of her from them. “Well, this isn’t the way I thought my day was going to end.” I cup her face in my hand and she nuzzles into it.

Her playful smirk has me cocking my brow. “This is exactly the way I wanted it to end.” She giggles and I love that sound coming from her. Especially after the scare today.

“I’m not complaining, babe. Hell, this is better.” I crush my lips to hers once more and she lets out a small, soft moan.

This is exactly what I need, to get out of my head about my family falling apart and take care of my beautiful girl.

She’s so gorgeous as she pulls away from me, hooking her thumbs into her jeans and shimming them over her hips slowly. Like she wants to torture me. I’m too excited. I pull all my clothes off before she’s even had time to take her socks off.

“Someone’s excited.” She looks down at my hard cock. I stroke the length of it. She watches me as she bites her lower lip.

“Anytime you’re around, I’m like this. You’re gorgeous and mine, Mila. I want to show you how you make me feel.”

Pull her pink top over her head and expose her black lace bra. Her nipples are hard and pink through the see-through lace. I pull the cups down and expose them to me. She grabs my head as I move in to take one in my mouth.

“Oh, God.” She moans. Tipping her head back as my thumb brushes over the other nipple. “Hunter,” she whispers in the tiled room. It echoes around us. I smile, knowing that if anyone comes upstairs, they will hear her calling my name. I want them to know it’s me that’s giving her pleasure.

I flick open her bra and move to let it fall away from her. She giggles.

“Smooth move.” I smirk before I turn her around and slap her ass. She jumps a little as she watches herself in the mirror. Her cheeks are flushed, and we both watch as my hand moves down her stomach and under her matching lace thong.

Her head falls to my shoulder when I find her clit. As she makes sounds that encourage me to tease her, I stroke it softly. I love hearing those sounds from her lips, but I can’t leave those lips unclaimed. I swallow her moans as I increase my finger work on her clit.

Her small hands grip my forearm as she gets closer to climax. I dip two fingers into her wet heat and she bucks forward. Curses falling from her mouth as she comes around my fingers.

I pull my fingers from her, drag them up her tight stomach and swirl the wetness around her nipple. Spinning her around, I cup her breast and suck her nipple into my mouth, tasting her.

She wraps her arms around my neck as I remove her thong. I look up into her eyes and she tilts her head with a humming sound. At first, she kisses me softly. But I don’t let her pull away. I take her ass cheeks in my hands and lift her as she wraps her legs around me. I like her like this, high up and looking down at me.

I pull her hair back with one hand and lick the column of her sweet throat.

She moans.

“Fuck, Hunter. I’ve wanted to do this since we got back to your place.”

Me too.

I back her up closer to my shower and open the glass door, and turn it on without breaking the kiss.

I grab a condom from the draw I stash them in and take Mila into the shower with me. The warm water hits her back first, and she arches her head, letting the water roll down her face and hair.

I run my tongue along her neck, licking the water that runs down, and she moans, rocking her hips against me. I stumble a little as her pussy slides against my cock. A naughty grin from Mila is all I need to have her pressed against the cold tiles. My fingers wrapped around her delicate throat, devouring her mouth as I rock against her as she grips me tightly.

Her wet hair is a little darker now than her usual ash blonde, and I tug on it so I can devour her neck and collarbone next.

“Hunter, god I need your cock in me now. Fuck me.” her hips working to bring herself closer to climax again. I chuckle before taking her nipple in my mouth, sucking a little before giving it a little nip.

“Can’t I worship you a little longer?” I tease her other nipple, rolling my tongue around and sucking before taking a little nip. And she groans.

“No more foreplay. Fuck me or I will call Roman up here to do the job.” I pull her away from the tiles and spin her, slap her ass in the small space. The sound of it echoing back to me. She rocks her pussy into me again and moans. “Please, please fuck me.”

“You can have him after. I’m gonna make you scream so loud that all the guys downstairs will hear you and wish they were the ones fucking you.”

Another slap to the ass, “but—” I cup her breast, my thumb brushing over her nipple. “—you’re mine now, babe.” I suck her nipple into my mouth as I circle my tongue around. She moans, and I nip her again before helping her stand on the floor.

I put the foil wrapper to my teeth and rip, and she takes it before can pull out the condom.

Smiling, I thrust my hips out, my hard cock smacking me in the belly as she giggles. I raise my brow.

“Wasn’t expecting giggles. Was thinking more along the lines of ‘oh Hunter, you’re so big. How will I fit you in my tight little—” she smacks her fist against my chest, and I stumble back a few steps, the cold tiles hitting my back.

“Hey,” I rub my chest where she hit me. It didn’t hurt but I pout my lips at her, and she shakes her head, smiling at me.

“Are you clean?” she asks, and I stand straighter at that. Why is she asking me that? Is she worried I might have something form a past lover?

“Yes, I’ve always used protection. I’ve never gone bare with anyone.” She throws the condom to the floor of the shower. I watch it confused until she fists my cock, stroking me. Now I don’t care.

“Me too, and I’m on birth control.” I almost don’t hear what she says. What is she telling me? I’ve never fucked without a condom before, and she wants me to do that with her… she trusts me. I trust her.

“I love you, Mila.” I take her cheek in my palm and kiss her. It’s gentle, but it doesn’t take long for her to make her intentions known as she strokes my cock again.

“I’m kinda nervous. I won’t last long.” I tell her, I think more from anticipation of going bare with her.

“Don’t worry, we can always try again… and again.” She smiles up at me, winking.

Oh, she’s asked for it now, my little minx. I spin her around and she puts her hands on the tiles without me asking her. Arching her back and her ass just so fucking perfect. Dang. I slap her ass again before I grip her hair and pull her head back. Her sexy smile finds me reaching with my other hand between her thighs. I find her clit and her legs almost give out with my assault on it. I thrust two fingers deep into her warm, tight core and she moans, pressing back as she fucks herself on my fingers.

“You like that?” I purr into her ear, and she hums. “You wanna come on my fingers or my cock?”

“Your cock.” I pull her hair a little more and she arches her ass up even higher. Our size difference means it’s a little harder for me to take her this way. But nothing’s gonna stop me from making it work.

I line my cock up and thrust deep into her wet heat. She gasps. As I groan at the pleasure. I didn’t realize how much the condom took away from feeling this bliss until now. She’s so slick and warm. I’m gonna come so fast like this. But as long as she does too, I don’t care.

“How does my cock feel inside you bare.” I thrust into her again. My balls tingling. I’m fucking close already.

“So, good, now shut up and fuck me harder.”

I pull her hair a little tighter. She moans as she tries to rock back onto my cock. But I’m not having it. I need to go at my pace. I slam again and again into her tight, wet pussy. Tyring to think about anything to stop myself from coming.

I pull out of her to give me a chance to cool down and I spin her around to face me. Her arms wrap around my neck and she presses her wet, slick body against me, her tits rubbing against my chest, and I kiss her.

She surprises me by slapping my ass. I pull back and look down at her. She has a wicked grin on her face. “Little minx.” I growl at her, but she knows it. And that just spurs me on more.

I grab the back of her thighs and lift her up above my cock, and she slowly sinks down onto it. We both groan at the feeling. I love this. I love her so much. She gets me and I get her.

I grab the back of her neck in my hand and she throws her head back, almost hitting the tiles. I thrust hard and her legs tremble.

“Yes, fuck Hunter.” She screams.

I thrust deeper and harder, chasing my orgasm while she chases hers. Our wet body’s working with us and against us at the same time. Her nails dig into my shoulder to keep herself buried deep on my cock. I lick the water droplets from her throat up to her ear and nip on her earlobe.

“I’m so close, babe.” I whisper, so fucking close, my balls tingle with release. She moans as I can feel her pussy clench around me tight. Oh fuck.

“Come for me, babe.”

Her orgasm hits just as fast and as intense as mine. My thrusts erratic as I spill deep inside her. Holding her close to me as a deep, throaty growl tears through my lips.

“Fuck,” I kiss her. She smiles lazily at me, her fingers tracing my lips as she kisses me.

“Fuck is right.” She pants. “Hunter. That was mind blowing.” She shakes her head and water droplets go everywhere.

Hell yeah, it was. I think I forgot my name and my problems with that orgasm.

“Let me wash you up, babe.”