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by Ashley Jade
Yes, sir.
I proceed to do exactly that as he strokes himself with his free hand.
“Has anyone seen Cole Covington?” the announcer from the banquet hall asks. “We need to give him his crown.”
His eyes darken. “Spread your legs, Bible Thumper.”
I spread them as wide as they can possibly go as his hands slide under my ass and he angles my hips.
We both make a strangled noise as he drives inside me with one powerful thrust.
“Fuck.” Pulling back, he slams into me again. Harder this time. “Feels so fucking good.”
It does. It so fucking does.
“I guess we’ll move onto the prom queen,” the announcer declares. “No surprise here. It’s Casey Mulligan.”
“Fuck me harder,” I moan, dragging my nails down his back.
He fucks me so hard the table we’re on starts knocking against the wall. Loudly.
“Do you hear that?” some woman yells.
“You gonna come for me like a good girl?” Cole roars, picking up the pace.
He’s fucking me so good, I’ll do anything he wants right now.
I claw at his back as intense pleasure sizzles up my spine. “Oh, God. Oh, my fucking God.”
“It’s time for the prom king and queen to dance,” the announcer states nervously. “So once again…has anyone seen the prom king?”
Yeah, he’s busy fucking his girlfriend.
I cling to his shoulders and rock my hips as tension in my core tightens. “I’m close.”
Reaching between us, he starts rubbing my clit vigorously. Sweet baby Jesus.
I try to swallow my scream when the tension snaps and releases, but I can’t. It feels too good.
“Fuck yeah,” he groans as I clench and shudder around him. “Come all over this cock.”
I come so hard I don’t just see stars, I see the entire solar system.
“So beautiful,” he groans. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Sawyer.”
I kiss up his jaw as he spasms against me. “So are you.”
There’s a sheen of sweat on his face, his hair is a mess, and his suit is in disarray…but he’s never looked sexier.
And I’ve never felt luckier.
Because he loves me.
Even when I didn’t know how to love myself.
Chapter 100
Sawyer
I look down as my phone vibrates for what feels like the hundredth time in an hour.
Cole: Stop ignoring me, Bible Thumper.
Good Lord.
Making sure they’re still calling up the students in the B row, I answer him.
Sawyer: I’m ignoring you because we’re about to graduate and all you care about is whether or not I’m wearing panties.
Cole: Your point?
Before I can respond, another text comes through.
Cole: I asked you a question and I demand an answer, Church.
Sawyer: No.
Cole: No, you’re not wearing panties? Or no you won’t answer the question?
My lips twitch as I hit the reply button.
Sawyer: You’ll find out later, Covington.
Tilting my head, I look down the row of chairs.
I smile when I see Cole biting his knuckle.
A moment later I receive another text.
Cole: Here comes the sun.
Confused, I glance around.
Sawyer: It’s raining.
Cole: I was referring to The Beatles song.
I almost fall out of my chair.
Sawyer: When did you start listening to The Beatles?
Cole: I’ll tell you if you answer my question first.
Stubborn ass.
Sawyer: That’s not the way it works, champ. You’re gonna have to try a little harder.
Cole: How hard?
Sawyer: Jonas hard.
Cole: Fuck that. I’d rather cut off my ears.
I grin.
Sawyer: I guess I’m putting my panties back on.
Even though we’re seven chairs away from each other, I can feel the heat from his gaze.
Cole: Goddammit. You’re killing me.
Cole: It’s like you have me in chains.
Geez. That’s a little dramatic.
Cole: But the thought of anyone else having you makes me jealous.
Cole: Which is why I always want you close.
Wait a second…
The last word of those texts are titles of Nick songs.
My fingers start flying across the keyboard…until the kid next to me hisses, “Can you move?”
Oh shit. Of course, this is when they call up our row.
I watch as Miles Cabalo—our valedictorian—walks across the stage to accept his diploma.
I could waste my time being upset about the fact that I didn’t get it.
“Sawyer Church,” the announcer calls out.
But I’d rather focus on the things that actually matter.
Drawing a deep breath, I walk across the stage.
“Whoop. Whoop. Go, short stack,” Oakley yells from the back row as I accept my diploma.
“Woo! Sawyer!” Dylan, Jace, and Bianca cheer.
“That’s my baby girl!” Daddy roars, causing everyone to laugh.
Like the people who were always there for me.
My heart nearly pounds out of my chest when they call Cole’s name.
“Lucky Seven!” someone shouts when he accepts his diploma, but Colton’s attention is solely on me.
And the love of my life...who will always take my breath away.
I can’t help but smile as he wraps his arms around me, pulling me in for a kiss.
Earlier this year, I thought I knew exactly what my life would be like.
But I was wrong.
Because sometimes when you least expect it…
The most popular quarterback can fall in love with the Jesus-loving nerd.
Pride swells in my chest and I cheer my lungs out as I watch Oakley walk across the stage and accept his diploma.
The school pothead can end up becoming one of the smartest people you know.
Tears prickle my eyes when I notice the green and black-tipped wings fluttering above us.
You’ll see a butterfly in the middle of a rainstorm.
Epilogue
Three months later…
“Where are you taking me?” Cole grumbles, attempting to take off his blindfold.
I swat his hand away. “Stop that or I’ll tie your hands.”
His lips twitch. “Kinky.” His expression turns stern as I tug on his arm and we start walking again. “Okay seriously, where are we going?”
“You’ll find out soon, birthday boy.”
“In that case, it better be a bed. And you better be naked.”
That will happen after.
“Relax, Colton. We’ll be there in ten more seconds.”
“I don’t know why you went through all this trouble. I told you it wasn’t a big—”
“Your birthday will always be a big deal to me.”
I can tell he wants to argue, but we’re already here, so I undo his blindfold.
Those gorgeous green eyes are gleaming as he takes it in. “Duke’s Heart’s football field?”
“Yup. I wanted to take you to the place where all your dreams will come true.” I reach for the present I stashed away. “And give you this.”
His eyebrows furrow. “You didn’t have to get me anything.”
I shove the gift bag into his hands. “Open it.”
It took me weeks of extra shifts to afford it, but the look on his face when he pulls out the signed Tom Brady jersey was so worth it.
“Holy shit…this is…fuck.” He grins. “I never pegged you as a Brady fan, Bible Thumper.”
“Oh, I’m not,” I quickly assure him. “But I know you are.” My heart expands in my chest as I look at him. His first game is next week, and I know he’s been stressing like crazy. “I also know you’re going to be
better than him.”
He starts to speak, but I’m not finished yet.
I grab his cheeks because what I’m about to say is important and I need him to hear me. “But no matter what happens on this field during the next four years, you will always be my number one. Win or lose, I will always love you, Colton.”
The world can have Lucky Seven…my heart will always and forever belong to Colton Covington.
The stark emotion in his eyes robs me of breath as he reaches for something in his back pocket. “I got you something too.”
Needless to say, I’m mystified. “Why? It’s your birthday, silly. You’re not supposed to give me presents.”
“Fine.” He goes down on one knee. “Then how about a bet?”
My brain scrambles and I clutch my chest. “What kind of bet?”
A cocky smirk curves his lips as he opens a jewelry box containing a stunning diamond ring. “I bet you’ll marry me in four years.”
A rush of emotion grips my heart, catching me by the throat.
“You’re on,” I whisper.
And then I give him a smile of my own.
Because this is one bet he’s not going to lose.
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Sneak Peek
Wicked Princess
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Operator: 911, what’s your emergency?
Woman: Hi, uh...there is a very serious accident on County Road 151 near Royal Manor Road. You need to send an ambulance immediately.
Operator: Is this a car accident, ma’am? Ma’am, are you still there?
Woman: I’m still here. Yes, a car accident. Two cars. It looks like one swerved straight into the other…a head-on collision. Jesus...this is so bad. You need to send someone right now.
Operator: An ambulance is on the way, Ma’am. Is anyone hurt? Can you describe the vehicles?
Woman: I don’t…I have no idea. It’s dark out and there’s too much…both cars are totally wrecked. They don’t even look like car—Oh, my God.
Operator: What’s going on, Ma’am?
Woman: The girl in the driver’s seat…her…she’s…she’s missing body parts…and her head…this poor girl. I don’t think she made it.
Operator: Okay, ma’am. Is the person driving the other vehicle still at the scene?
Woman: Let me check. Yes, there is a guy in the driver’s seat of the other vehicle…but there’s…um, he’s …there’s no way I can get him out…it’s…the car is too destroyed. I don’t think he’s alive either—Oh, my God!
Operator: Ma’am? Are you still there?
Woman: There’s a body in the middle of the road. A girl, she’s...there’s so much blood.
Operator: All right, Ma’am. We’ve got help on the way.
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About the Author
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Ashley Jade craves tackling different genres and tropes within romance. Her first loves are New Adult Romance and Romantic Suspense, but she also writes everything in between including: contemporary romance, erotica, and dark romance.
Her characters are flawed and complex, and chances are you will hate them before you fall head over heels in love with them.
She's a die-hard lover of oxford commas, em dashes, music, coffee, and anything thought provoking...except for math.
Books make her heart beat faster and writing makes her soul come alive. She's always read books growing up and scribbled stories in her journal, and after having a strange dream one night; she decided to just go for it and publish her first series.
It was the best decision she ever made.
If she's not paying off student loan debt, working, or writing a novel—you can usually find her listening to music, hanging out with her readers online, and pondering the meaning of life.
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Other Books Written By Ashley Jade
The Devil’s Playground Duet (Books 1 & 2)
Complicated Parts - Series (Books 1 & 2 Out Now)
Complicated Hearts - Duet (Books 1 & 2)
Blame It on the Shame - Trilogy (Parts 1-3)
Blame It on the Pain - Standalone
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