Page 126 of Tricky Girls

‘It looks like one of those inflatable tube things outside garages. You know the ones that wave in the wind?’

I smile, desperate to wipe that grin off her face. Few seconds of this thing and she wouldn’t be laughing anymore. ‘It has a lot more substance than one of those. Feel.’

Before she has chance to stop me, I press the dancing tip to her clit. She sucks in a breath, hand flying to my wrist. Her wide eyes meet mine. I wait a beat, then another, but she still doesn’t remove it.

I press it firmer. ‘Tell me to stop if you want.’

Tilda lowers her eyes. Her hand moves from my wrist to the toy. I feel it move, my own cunt clenching when I realise she’s adjusting it.

‘It’s good, isn’t it?’

She nods minutely. Her eyes blink slowly, her gaze unfocused. She’s lost to it now. Her lips part, her breathing growing laboured.

I look at our hands, the toy peeking out from under her skirt, her thighs spread. I don’t even need to be holding it now, she’s doing all the work, but I’m too scared to move.

Her eyelashes flutter, the hand that’s on the bath in a death grip.

I shift, desperate to shove my own hand down my trousers. My clit’s pulsing. This is too fucking much. Can’t believe she’s actually letting me do this.

She rolls her hips slightly, a tiny gasp escaping her mouth. Her fingers are still around mine, their grip tightening the closer she gets. I can hear the others downstairs and want to shout at them to shut the fuck up. I can’t have anything ruin this.

Tilda lets out a breath, her head tipping back slightly. Then she convulses, falling forward over the bath, her thighs snapping together as a muffled moan leaves her.

My own mouth parts as I watch her come. I want to yank her legs so she’s lying flat. To peel away those damp tights and touch where she’s wet.

She lets out a sigh as she straightens back up. ‘Dick.’ She reaches out to slap me before running her hands through her hair. ‘I didn’t mean to do that.’

I hold the vibrator against me, running my thumb over the warmed tip. ‘I gave you so many outs.’

‘Shut up.’ She ducks her head, smiling with embarrassment.

I smirk.

Because she knows she liked it. She knows she wanted it.

Leaning forward, I kiss the top of her head. ‘Anytime you wanna feel like that again, come find me.’ I stand up, gathering the cleaned toys back into the towel. ‘Now if you don’t mind, I’ve got a little pressure of my own to relieve.’

At the door, I turn back, running hungry eyes over where she’s still sprawled on the mat, looking debauched to fuck. ‘You’re hot as hell, Tilda. You make me hot as hell.’

She clears her throat before replying. ‘You better get out of here before we rack up more regrets.’

‘I’d love nothing more than to spend my days racking up regrets with you, baby girl.’

And after that, I might be back to find that betting sheet after all.

Tilda

I don’t know how a brain can feel so quiet and so loud at the same time. It’s like it’s buzzing as I lie staring at the ceiling, even though the rest of the house is silent and outside there’s nothing but an occasional owl hoot. Even Nic’s music’s shut off and I usually hear that above me until at least one in the morning.

I suppose I got used to Elly’s place. The little wooden shed, the bed bordering three walls. The lumps of the cats asleep on my legs. Elly would tell me their names but I could never tell which was with us. They all look the bloody same.

I think, though, what I’m really missing is Elly herself.

I turn over with a sigh, bunching the quilt at my back so it feels like someone’s there. It helps a bit but it’s no substitute to Elly’s warm bulk, her arm around me so I can trace all her tattoos.

Her mum responded in the end. Apologised. Let her visit for the rest of the holiday. Wouldn’t let me come but I tried not to feel offended. She doesn’t know me after all, even if it would have been nice to be there for Elly. Despite it being Christmas and all the festivities her grandparents put on for the younger ones, I know Elly was sad. I hope all the kissing helped a bit.

Because I’m not sure it helped me.

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