Page 51 of Vying Girls
‘Wow. Great fucking yap, Tilda. We should do this again sometime.’
I turn away from her, rubbing my wet eyes on the pillow.
‘Hey. Wait, are you actually sad?’
‘Haz, this is a huge fucking deal to me.’ I sniff, quickly wiping my nose. ‘It’s messing me up inside. It’s like all these fucking triggers. And no one ever believes me about anything. And I don’t know why Nic hates me or won’t talk to me. It’s like I havethis girl in my head, who I loved so much, but now that girl’s Nic and she’s awful and it’s ruined my whole past. The only good thing. Like totally fucked it.’
I take in some sobbing breaths, trying to calm down. I didn’t mean to offload like that. I wanted to talk about her, not me. Guess it was all getting to me more than I thought.
‘Hey, I believe you, beautiful.’ Haz kisses my brow. ‘Okay?’
I nod, wiping my eyes. ‘Never chatting after midnight again.’
‘Nothing good ever happens after midnight,’ she agrees. She pauses a moment. ‘Scratch that. I can think of one good thing.’
Judging by her smirk, she’s thinking about sex.
‘But not in this bed, hey?’
‘Ouch.’ Dragging me onto my back, she settles herself on top of me, purposefully suffocating me with her weight. ‘That was bratty.’
‘We’ve confirmed I’m a brat, haven’t we?’
I start to smile when she takes my wrists and pins them above my head.
‘According to Elly, you might be a bit of a top too. Switches I can deal with, but I’m not a fucking bottom.’
‘No one in their right mind would think that, Haz.’
‘Then you must be in your wrong one.’ She nudges my legs with her knee. ‘Spread these for me, little brat.’
I let them part, welcoming her between them. She doesn’t even need to kiss me for me to be warm all over, anticipating whatever she’s got planned. Another deepthroating? She’s not wearing her strap, and my mouth’s got that middle-of-the-night dryness, so I kind of hope not. But something else, anything else, I’m eager for.
‘For someone who thought she was straight until recently, you’re sure impatient to get me inside you.’
‘I just want you, Haz.’
‘Good.’ She bites my lower lip, holding her teeth there until it’s throbbing. A similar throb starts up between my legs. ‘I want you wanting me.’
She kisses me finally, her face angled to make it as deep and consuming as she can. It renders me utterly immobile. I couldn’t find the strength to flip us even if I tried. My heart might feel the same for Elly and Haz, but my body responds so differently.
I have no desire to top Haz, I just want her to take, take, take from me.
After a long moment of suffocating kisses, her thigh tensing against my pussy in a maddening way, and her fingers fanning so close to my nipples, she finally breaks off.
She looks as worked up as me, breathing harder, eyelids heavier than usual. If it wasn’t for the lamp’s cool light, I’d probably see a flush in her cheeks.
Haz turned on is just the hottest thing ever.
She flicks the waistband of my sleep shorts, commanding me with a stern, ‘Off.’
I hesitate, struggling to read the situation. Has she changed her mind? That quickly? Or is this something else? Can never tell what tricks she has up her sleeves.
Pressing my legs together, I shimmy them down. ‘Any safe word this time?’
‘No.’ She reaches out to turn up the lamp light. ‘I’m not touching you.’
I fling the shorts to the floor. ‘Just wanted a sneaky peek, eh?’
