Page 140 of Vying Girls
‘I’m sorry,’ she whispers.
‘You could have been. Fucking lucky you weren’t.’ I grit my teeth, slapping my open palms on the bed either side of her. I feel a thrill at her flinch. ‘What the fuck, Tilda?Sneaking out?Elly’s fucking beside herself! Have you seen her yet?’
She shakes her head. ‘It’s you I need.’
‘You need me?’
‘So much. Haz—’ She swallows, tears rushing to her eyes. ‘I just need to forget. Please make me forget.’
She pitches forward to press our lips together. When I don’t respond, she kisses me again. ‘Please. I’m sorry. Please.’
I grasp her throat, pushing her back until she’s prone again. ‘You scared the shit out of me.’
‘I was scared too. All I could think about was you. Haz, it’s all so dark.’
Fuck. It’s hard to stay mad at her when she’s like this. With a sigh, I lie down, pulling her into my arms. ‘That’s all right, baby. We like the dark, you and me.’
Tilda nods against me, her arms tightening. She buries her face into my chest, hot breath warming me through my tank as she sighs. I feel a tug in my clit as she worms even closer, hips grinding mine. She kisses my chest, her little fingers digging into my back.
‘Why’d you do it?’ I burr into her ear.
‘I just needed to know some things. Nic’—she draws in a ragged breath—‘she’s been driving me fucking crazy. She’s still mad over stuff that happened in the past, things she’s remembering differently. I don’t even know what’s real anymore. Who’s to blame for what. It’s just a big fucking mess and I’mtired.’
‘You’re going to tell me everything.’ Pulling back slightly, I glance at the digital clock on my nightstand. ‘But later. I gotta shoot soon. I’ve got my presentation with Mark.’
‘Oh, shit.’ Tilda screws her eyes shut. ‘I forgot about that.’
‘Yeah, thought you might have. At least yours is tomorrow.’
She nods, eyes finding mine. ‘How long have you got?’
My clit twitches again at the insinuation in her voice. ‘Maybe twenty minutes…twenty-five.’
Holding my eyes, she brushes a hand between my legs.
I smile grimly. ‘Looking for something?’
‘Your biggest. No lube.’
Now I’m more than twitching, I’m fucking clenching. Launching myself off her, I find the dick she wants. She watches raptly as I remove my trousers and strap up.
Then I stand there, foot of the bed, eyes hard.
With a jolt, she starts pulling her jeans off, her breath shaky as she writhes around.
‘I’m ready.’
I huff out a disbelieving breath. ‘No, you’re fucking not.’
‘I am.’ She beckons me, her legs parting to afford me a view of her beautiful pink pussy. ‘Quick.’
I settle between her thighs, our smooth skin juxtaposing the rough cotton of our top halves.
‘I’m wet,’ she assures me.
Resting on one elbow, I snake a hand between her legs. She is wet, but barely. ‘This is gonna hurt, baby.’
She lifts her hips. ‘Good.’
