Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 163802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 655(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 655(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
“That’s why Rhodes and Alex always ended up in a group of trust-fund babies.” He tipped his head. “Being the good guys they were, they always invited me to join them when they were hanging out with their friends, but unfortunately, their friends were dicks.
“Whenever Alex and Rhodes had their backs turned, they were making some slick-ass comment or digging at me. The first time one of those guys told me I should work off the beer Alex bought me by sucking his dick like a good little leech—”
My jaw fell open.
“—I made up some lie about needing to use the bathroom, and instead went upstairs and stole a fifty-thousand-dollar watch from his room.” He blew out a breath. “And so it went every time those assholes pissed me off. All culminating in me pressuring one of my closest friends into grand larceny.
“If it helps, I chose Max Thompson because he date-raped a girl on campus, then used his family’s money to buy her silence.”
“What! Oh my gosh.”
Micah clenched his jaw—angry at the mere memory. “Rhodes and Alex didn’t know what he did, but I knew because the vile piece of shit sidled up to me at a party one night, drunk off his ass, and whispered that us poors were so pathetic, all you had to do is throw some money at us and we’ll do anything—even let a man get away with rape.”
I grabbed my mouth, horror bleeding through my pores. “Fucking hell, that poor girl. Vile monster is right! Why does Rhodes even feel guilty about stealing from that shitstain?”
“Because all I told them is why that guy made an easy target. I didn’t say anything about what he did,” he said. “I wasn’t going to pretend like I was some kind of hero when I was first and foremost acting for my own ends.” He looked away. “I was able to track her down later and contact her. I told her that if she ever decided to go through with pressing charges, I’d be a witness. I’d stand up in court and tell them what he confessed to me. But she never responded.”
“It can be hard to face these things,” I heard myself say. “Hard to talk about. Even harder... to not be believed.”
“I know.” He flicked my nose, teasing my smile back. “I don’t blame her. I blame that rapist piece of shit. In senior year, he tried drugging and attacking another girl, but her roommate came in and beat the shit out of him with her hockey stick. He still slurs his words.” Micah smirked. “I don’t know what it says about me that I smile whenever I tell the end of that story. I also don’t know what it says that I got so mad at your mother for stealing from me, when I stole from people for months.
“I guess karma does come for everyone in the end.”
I hummed, reclaiming my place against his chest while my hand reclaimed his cock. “I don’t know that I believe in karma. Or even justice,” I admitted. “I believe we make our own. Those rich fuck boys valued material things over decency to other human beings, and for that they lost their precious things. That shitbag violated women and their bodies in the worst way, so he got a taste of what it’s like when someone ignores your screams and hurts you.
“To me, you can only balance the scales in life if you step on them, and there’s nothing wrong with laughing at a raggedy bitch who got stepped on.”
Micah blinked at me.
“What?” Oh shit, did I go too far? “What’s wrong?”
“Wrong? What’s wrong?” Micah grasped my chin and planted a kiss on me so heated, my nipples sprung free of their bubbly cage. “I’m so pissed at you, I can’t stand it.”
“What?” I cried in alarm.
Anger and lust battled for dominance in his eyes. “Why in the hell did you hide the most delicious parts of yourself from me for ten years!”
The world spun and I went flying, splashing down and dumping half our bath on the floor.
“No more,” Micah barked, coming down on top of me. “I’m fucking the rest of your yummy secrets out of you right now. I won’t stop until you’re hoarse.”
“Mica— Micah!” I squealed, eyes rolling up in my head when all nine inches of him kicked down the door and barged through my entrance. “You don’t have to fuck it out of me, I’m giving it up for free!”
“A man has to be sure.”
I was laughing my head off until Micah slammed his cock home, making me gasp that laugh right back down.
“Favorite color?”
“Micah!”
Micah set a punishing pace, drilling against the porcelain like he was trying to make me come out the other side.
“Resisting already?” he tsked, and then if possible, pumped even harder. “Give it up, Kim, or you won’t walk right for a week.”