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“Tossed in the river? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Don’t play dumb. You know damn well what Neo set up the other night.”
No. I didn’t know that, and now that I do, I’m pretty fucking pissed because that wasn’t our plan.
The water has run cold and Scar begins shivering, so I reach behind her and turn the handle, shutting the water off.
“Everything okay in there?” a voice comes from outside the stall. Hannah’s voice.
I look up, speaking into the air, “We’re fine.”
Her soft footsteps pad away, and I return my attention to Scar, ignoring her question. “I’m sorry for what Neo did. I seriously had no idea, and I’m sure Jagger didn’t either, but why the fuck would you let Jagger touch you like that?”
Her eyes burn into mine, mirrored with the same indignation I’m feeling. “Why do you care?”
“Answer the fucking question.”
Her eyes roll but come back to mine as she lifts a smirk. “Because it felt good. Is that a good enough answer for you, Crew? It felt really fucking good.”
Is she trying to piss me off? Sure as hell feels like it, but it’s not working. In fact, I’m suddenly turned on all over again.
My eyes slide down to her breasts, peppered with beads of water, then back up to her mouth. “Describe what it felt like?”
“I told you it felt good.” I watch her mouth as she speaks. The way her pink lips slightly part, every now and then the tip of her tongue surfacing.
“In detail. Tell me how it felt.”
“You’re deranged, you know that?”
With her wrists in the palm of my hand, I pull forward then slam them against the shower wall. “I’m a glutton for punishment. Now tell me!”
“Have you ever eaten shrooms, Crew?”
“No,” I respond, honestly. “But I assume you have?”
“Once. That’s what it was like. Like all of my senses were hypersensitive. The smell of the water I was submerged in was suddenly a bath full of liquid, seeping into my skin and heating my insides.” Her tone is provocative and I’m suddenly hanging on every word. “Jagger’s touch pricked every nerve inside me and my core sizzled with ecstasy.”
My lips press together firmly and I close my eyes momentarily, haunted by her admission.
When she continues, I watch her again. The lust in her eyes as she recalls her height of pleasure.
“The sound of the water moving each time his fingers slid in and out of me. Fast, then slow, deep, then shallow.”
“Okay, stop!” I blurt out. I can’t take any more of this. “Just stop.”
This is downright torturous, but I must relish in torturing my mind because my cock is fucking throbbing.
“Why?” She forces a pout, mockingly. “Does it bother you that someone else had their fingers inside me?”
“Shut up!”
Scar laughs forebodingly and something inside me snaps. “It was a game,” I roar, slamming her balled hands into the wall. “It was all a fucking game.” The engorged vein in my neck pounds violently with its own pulse. “They didn’t have the right!”
Scar’s expression shifts quickly to one of terror. “I know,” she whispers softly. The realization of what she already knew smacking her in the face.
I collect my composure, warding off the irrational thoughts circulating in my head.
My head wavers, my mind still agonized. “I need to touch you, Scar. I have to. It’s not a game or part of some diabolical plan. For my own sanity, you have to let me.”
