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“Feel free to ruin me anytime you want, Daisy.”
“Pull out your cock, let me see you finish,” Laura rasped close to my ear.
Fuck. Fuck.
I made sure she was off my leg; a creamy white stain likely would be there once I saw it in the light. Only made me ache at the thought of it.
I pulled myself free and stroked up and down, watching her smile down at me, a hungry look entering her eyes.
I was already on the cusp when she said, “on my tongue.”
I shook my head.
“You’re not touching me.”
“Daisy.” I let out another groan.
“Please, Killian.” The desperate way she said my name had me. With her tongue out, hovering over my exposed flesh, I did as she said and finished over her waiting taste buds.
She licked her lips with some of the pleasure still dripping along the edge, and it was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever seen.
I wanted to kiss her.
But I knew come tomorrow, if she remembered any of this, she’d surely regret all of it.
SEVEN
LAURA
Rose Ridge had a few perks.
And I really do mean few, not that I’m complaining. I didn’t regret moving to this tiny slice of Virginia. I meant it with my whole heart when I came here, even if part of my reason for coming had to do with a man who had a penchant for breaking my heart.
I’d hitched a ride with Red into town after spending six agonizing hours poring over the files. All of which made my stomach churn and left me nauseous. One, I had the hangover from hell, and no amount of greasy food or coffee had helped, but two, the content of the files should have come with trigger warnings—because holy shit.
Blood. Body parts. Gunshot wounds. And other things I couldn’t bring myself to name.
The only solace I had was knowing the red mark meant the club was no longer working with that person or club. It wasn’t just varying clubs listed in those files. There were politicians, gang leaders, cops, and CEOs for reputable companies.
Disgusting, all of it. And I still had several piles of folders to go.
But, I desperately needed a break, which was why I was now walking away from the market where Red dropped me, and veering for a nearby neighborhood. She wouldn’t have minded taking me all the way to my destination, but I liked keeping my secrets.
Not even Callie knew about my little hobby, and it wasn’t like I expected anyone to keep their mouths shut. It was just that for six weeks, for whatever reason, no one had spilled the beans yet. So I was riding this tiny thrill of secrecy until someone did.
Cutting around the corner and down a side street, I tucked my arms closer, thinking over what had happened last night. My face burned with the suspicion that I had done something truly regrettable. While I knew Killian had driven me home, I was fuzzy on what took place in between. I had these flashes of being in his lap, and possibly lowering my dress, but I inspected my skin and there wasn’t a single mark, bruise or any other identifier that Killian would have left behind. If I had offered myself up like a meal to the wolf, he would have taken a bite.
With his fingers, teeth and nails. I’d never fucked him, but I knew him.
I knew how he made me feel that one time we nearly went too far.
A brief lilt of laughter spilled from the open doorway ahead of me, forcing my face up and a smile to spread across my face.
The Hollow was a simple house at one point. It was tucked in between other residential homes with a wide porch and a chain-linked fence. During the day, you’d mistake it for another random house, but during the night—not a chance.
The trees were lit up with glowing lights, stretching to the porch, where vines intertwined over the gaping arch and roof. Entering The Hollow, you’d think you stepped inside a children’s book. Once used as a library, there were artificial trees built inside the living room, archways built to make it feel like a kingdom, with transitioning rooms, and even fake stone making up most of the inner walls. Oversized chairs and couches were scattered around the top floor, along with a few misplaced trays and tables.
A feisty woman named Heidi, and her two sisters served coffee upstairs, while running a used bookstore.
