Bad Habit Read Online Charleigh Rose (Bad Love #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Drama, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bad Love Series by Charleigh Rose
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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“Have fun tonight?”

Briar yelps and drops her dress back in place before spinning around.

“I was until I had some perv spy on me for the second time in as many days.”

“Oh, I’m the pervert?” I taunt, moving closer. She wants to back away, but she doesn’t. She stands her ground, and it only spurs me on. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe it was you who watched me jack off this morning.”

I’m almost sad the lights aren’t on to see her inevitable blush. I’m standing over her tiny form, and she has to crane her neck to look up at me.

“Momentary lapse in sanity.” She shrugs. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

Those words kick around in my head for a second before I practically tackle her onto her bed. She lands on her back, mouth parted in shock, with her legs spread and her dress ridden up. My hips fill the spot between her thighs, and I pin her hands to the bed.

Fuck, this was a bad idea. She smells good—sweet, like her conditioner—and she feels even better. I have to fight the urge to grind into her.

“Nothing you haven’t seen before, huh?”

“No,” she says between clenched teeth.

“Who was it?” I demand. “Was it the little golden boy from tonight?”

“None of your business.”

“Tell me, Briar,” I whisper, getting closer to her ear. “Did he make you come from a kiss like I did? Does he know what you sound like as you do? Because I can still hear you. I can still see you.”

If her sharp intake of breath didn’t let me know she was affected, the way she rocked into my jean-covered cock does. I stay stock-still, still braced above her with my hands around her wrists.

“Does he know that I was the first one to make this little body come before you even knew how to do it yourself?” I bring her wrists closer together so I can grip them both with one hand, and I trail my index finger from her sternum all the way down to her underwear.

A moan slips free, and her hips chase the friction once more.

“No,” she whispers.

“No, what?”

“No to all of it.”

Briar manages to wiggle a hand free, and she uses it to pull me to her, chest to chest. I can feel her perky little tits against me, and I want so fucking badly to do what we couldn’t do three years ago. To feel her from the inside. But then I remember what else happened the last night we were together like this. And everything that unfolded afterward.

“Good,” I say simply, lifting myself off her before I do something I’ll regret…like fuck the enemy.

Briar scrambles to clamp her legs shut and pull her dress back down her thighs with an incredulous look plastered to that pretty face.

“Keep it that way.” I turn to leave, now that I have the upper hand, but then that smart mouth of hers strikes again.

“Fuck you, Asher,” she spits, voice full of venom.

I grip the doorknob so hard I almost expect it to shatter in my hand.

“Fuck me?” I laugh bitterly. “You already fucked me, baby girl. And I never even saw it coming.”

Briar

“I’m a zombie. It’s official,” I complain to Nat, who’s gotten the tips of her toes perched on the edge of the pool deck as she paints them a cherry red, while I float on an oversized raft.

Nat snorts. “Maybe you should stop diddling your skittle to thoughts of Asher all night.”

I kick my foot out to splash her, and she cusses when she flinches away and paints her skin on accident.

If she only knew how right she was. Except it’s not just thoughts of Asher keeping me up; it’s Asher himself. I haven’t seen him once today. I tossed and turned all night long, playing his words back in my head until it was time to wake up for school. “You already fucked me, baby girl.” I was too preoccupied with the fact that Ash had just been between my legs to make sense of the words at first, but now, it’s all I can think about. What did that even mean? He’s the one who left. I’m the one who was wrecked.

When I finally accepted the fact that sleep wasn’t happening, I walked around on eggshells while getting ready, afraid to run into Asher or Dash. Asher, for obvious reasons. Dash, because he can read me better than anyone else in this world, and I him. But, neither seemed to be awake.

The past few days must have caught up with me, because all the coffee in the world couldn’t help me this morning, and it can’t help me now. As soon as Nat got here, I changed into my suit and threw my hair into a high ponytail. That was a couple of hours ago, and now the sun is starting to set.


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