Betting On Love ✯ George Russell

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♪ Rule number three, wear your heart on your cheek
But never on your sleeve, unless you wanna taste defeat ♪

George Russell POV

Don't ask me anything regarding my answer. I actually meant it, I don't like seeing her leaving clubs with dirtbags who don't care about how drunk she is. But I don't care who she fucks on a regular basis when there are no race weekends or whatever.

I met a few times in London during the summer and winter break and got in bed together. Our little fights tend to cause a bit of built-up sexual tension; we are honest about that. We are also aware we don't like each other.

"I have been with other people in the breaks between weekends," she tells me, and I nod.

"I know, I was too. I just don't like you going with a guy who meant to take advantage of you when you could have me, so why him?" I ask her curiously.

"Maybe I just grew bored of being with you," she suggests as she shrugs, and I laugh.

"You are a terrible liar, baby," I say as I still find it funny.

"Why? Aren't you sick of this? How many years will it take for this to be old news? Whose sister will you go after next?" She asks as the cab stops and we get out, I pay and help her get out of the cab.

"Do you think this is boring? I need you to tell me directly," I just didn't expect to hear this.

"I am asking you, why do you always ignore my questions?" She asks as she takes a step back, leaning closer to the road than I would typically like.

I take her wrist and pull her closer before walking inside the hotel in silence. Once we got to the room, she snatched her wrist away and looked at me angrily. She is not as drunk as she made me think, and I am glad.

"How many of your brother's friends will you fuck? If you are bored of me, then who's next?" I ask as I walk closer, but she steps back.

"Answer me first, you dated Nyck's sister, now you are fucking me. Do you have a thing for your friend's sisters?" She returned the question, and I nodded.

"Fair. But I am not bored, neither did I ever say I was. You did it. So go get a cold shower to sober up, take an aspirin, and go to sleep."

I wasn't taking a no for an answer. I was still shocked that she was seriously bored of this, our sex life was everything but boring.

"George," my name left her mouth in a purr, which made me automatically turn to her as my shirt was already off.

"Yeah?" I ask and I see her eyes, the lust was there, she was messing with me.

"I am not bored, so kiss me before I head out," she didn't need to say it twice.

I pulled her closer, and my lips crashed into her. It hasn't been a long time since we were together last, but fuck, I wanted her badly. Her implying she was bored was like an ice bucket was dropped over me; I think every trace of alcohol left my body in the last few minutes.

I could say it is only because of the bet because I really dislike that damn video. But it's not only that, I like having her in my bed and riding my dick. I would hate to go back to just having to deal with her for the rest of my life without being able to fuck the attitude out of her for a few hours. That would be close to unbearable if you ask me.

I picked her up, wrapping her legs around my torso, she giggled before kissing my neck and I leaned my head back to give her full access to me. If there's someone I trust blindly in bed, she would be the one. She knows all the right spots, way too well.

I tried to slide one of the hands I had on her thigh inside the tempting red dress, my hand cupping her ass before climbing further to find her panties so I could get rid of them, but I just found out they were never there.

"Where is your underwear baby?" I ask as I make her look at me.

"At home," her lustful smile made things cross my head, but I was still hung up on the fact she left home like that.

"And why is that?"

"Because I didn't want the marks to be noticeable, the look is way better like this. Don't you think?" She asks before lightly biting the lobe of my ear, making me let out a heavy groan. Fuck.

"I love this, but was I the only one who knew this? Because I would need to have a talk with that guy if he knows too," I tell her before looking for the zipper of her dress so I can take it off of her.

"I don't think he did. And I don't think it matters."

Those were the last words that left her mouth before I lay her down on the bed so I could take that damn dress off. Her eyes focused on me and mine on her as I took my clothes off before lying down next to her.

"Stop messing with me. Don't tell me that you are bored if you aren't. Because I can make this very interesting for you, darling," I say before crashing my lips into hers as I climb on top of her.

"Then do it; what are we waiting for, baby?" She was seducing me like I wouldn't be on my knees for her if that's what it took to have her tonight.

This bet will be so damn easy. It would probably mean we would be done by the end of the year, but maybe we can work through it, she will just go back to hating me, and the cycle will repeat itself.