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The knife skims across my tongue, but when she retracts it, it’s all clean, and something about the twinkle in her eyes tells me she’s oddly satisfied with me.
“Hmm … didn’t think you’d do it,” she murmurs.
“I told you, you don’t know the lengths I’d go to …” I lick my lips to taste us both together, the closest I’ll come to actually fucking her … for now. “The depth of my fucked-up needs.”
She bites her bottom lip and looks at me with confusion.
“Did you enjoy that?” I ask.
She furrows her brows. “What?”
“Hurting me.”
She seems flustered and immediately gets off me. “Fuck.”
I scramble off the floor and sit, admiring my new soon-to-be scars while she angrily scoops her panties off the floor, puts them back on, then waltzes to the sink and stares at herself in the mirror.
“It’s okay if you did,” I say.
“I wasn’t asking for permission,” she bites, glaring at me through the mirror.
A filthy smile spreads on my lips as I try to undo the wraps around my wrists. “But you did enjoy it.”
Suddenly, she lunges at me and pushes the knife underneath my chin. “Don’t. Don’t fucking spin this around and make it look like you did this for me. I did this because youbeggedfor it.”
“And I’d do it again in a heartbeat,” I say with a grin, but it makes her rage out loud.
“We had a deal. Now give me the information.”
“I’ll give it to you if you help untie me.”
She frowns. “You tied it yourself.”
I shrug, embarrassed. “A little too tightly from excitement.”
She rolls her eyes, then thrusts the knife between my wrists, cutting through my tie.
“Hey!” I hold the two separate parts with a broken heart. “That was one of my good ties. I still wanted to wear that.”
“Too bad; should’ve thought of that before you decided to hit on the violent girl,” she retorts, throwing me a wicked glance.
God, I thought I couldn’t fucking love her more, but apparently, I was wrong.
The fucking bite of this girl is amazing.
Her hand suddenly dives into my pocket, and she takes out my phone, then grabs my finger and smashes it against the screen.
“Fine, you won’t tell me? I’ll find out myself.”
“Hey!”
I struggle against my own ties as she searches through my phone.
“Interesting text messages,” she mumbles. “So your buddiesareon that same site. I knew it. No wonder we met during a kill. They were already perusing the site, looking for a kill.”
“Those messages are private.”
“So was my interaction with Kai, yet you and Nathan somehow knew all about that,” she says, tilting her head to look down at me while scrolling through my app.
