Page 81 of Off the Rails

“Fuck…” I refreshed the page, hoping it was just a computer error. But the big fat loss stayed put, calling to me like an omen of future losses. What the fuck had I just done?

“Whatcha looking at?” Blade’s voice made me jump to attention. I hadn’t even heard her turn off the shower. Yet here she was, standing in front of me, buck fucking naked and craning for a glimpse at my phone.

46

TESS

“Another video from that religious weirdo?” Blade leaned forward.

My throat tightened as her glistening body drew closer in slow motion. The fresh scent of soap enveloping me. Every piercing, every tattoo, every inch of muscle was on display.

And I had no idea where to look.

Locking my screen, I jumped back, nearly throwing the phone at her as I covered my eyes. “Why are you naked?!”

The headboard bit into my back as I cowered against it, but I didn’t care. I needed to get away from her. It wasn’t safe to see her like that.

But I couldn’t help peeking between my fingers as she shrugged. “My clothes are in the other room. Didn’t think you’d complain, though.”

She winked as she took a seat on the bed, leaving a damp spot on the foot of the comforter. “That first night was pretty incredible. And it seems like you’ve been thinking about me too, Trinket.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I shrank into the corner as she leaned back onto her elbows, annexing the lower half of my bed.

“Why else would you have been poking around my room?” The laugh that rumbled from her chest was easy. It choked out every believable excuse I could come up with.

“I was… making sure you hadn’t taken any of my shit.”

“Your things aren’t what I’m after, Tess. It’s your mind I want.” Her head lolled to the side, eyes drifting greedily over my legs. I tucked them against my chest. “I want to occupy your every fucking thought, baby. I want you to be just as obsessed with me as I am with you.”

Her tongue swiped over her teeth like a predator sizing up its prey.

Before I knew it, she was on the move, stalking across the bed on her hands and knees. “You know, what we did by Carnival Chaos doesn’t have to be exclusive to Fright Night. Just say the word, and I’ll take you anytime…”

I should have run, but her gaze locked me in place like a scared animal.

Her hand was damp as it wrapped around my ankles, pulling my legs away from my chest. Her fingers sent goosebumps up my thighs as she traced over the skin lightly. Small droplets from her wet hair sizzled cool against my hot skin.

Before I knew it, I was caged underneath her with her thigh between my legs.

“We… shouldn’t…” I whimpered, unable to look away from her entrancing green eyes.

“We shouldn’t? Or you don’t want to?”

“We…” As she pressed her thigh to my folds, the words dissolved on my tongue. Tremors of anticipation quaked through my center. The truth was, it had been far too long since I’d come properly.

I didn’t have any sex toys in this place, and fucking this sexy, deranged dyke was way too enticing. I knew from experience that the way Blade used my body was leagues beyond what I could do with my own hand.

Fuck it.

“The door…” I whimpered. I hadn’t thought to close it while I was chasing her into my bedroom. Anyone who passed through the hallway would get a free show.

But she hardly spared it a glance, running her tongue up my neck instead. I squirmed against her leg, barely biting back a pathetic groan as she breathed in my ear. “Scared we might attract some company?”

Without warning, she swiped a long finger through my folds before holding it out in front of me. “You don’t have to lie, Trinket. I know it excites you. I’ve seen the way you look at Nash.”

I flushed, unsure if I should deny the accusation. But she didn’t give me the chance.

The next thing I knew, she was pulling me into a greedy kiss. Her slick finger dug into the nape of my neck as her tongue swept past my lips.