Page 66 of Tricky Girls

The squeaking very quickly escalates to banging, the bed sounding like it’s about to fall through the ceiling. I hear the girl moaning now, and of course she’s a screamer.

I raise my eyebrows. I’m no mouse in bed, but holy shit.

I’m damning my active imagination right now. I’m not a hundred percent sure what girls get up to in bed together, but I’m assuming Nic’s using a strap-on. I can’t imagine fingers being the cause of all that commotion.

After a viciously loud bang, my gaze shoots to the ceiling. ‘Je-sus.’

Haz grins. ‘That’s our girl.’

Whoever Nic’s got up there’s shrieking out some kind of instruction, her words mostly unintelligible. I’m sure I hear her saynoa couple of times but the banging doesn’t pause.

Beside me, Haz and Elly look at each other and simultaneously say, ‘Skylar.’

‘Who’s that?’

‘The girl me and Elly had a threesome with one time.’

‘Wow, she’s done all three of you?’

‘Times over.’ Haz nods. ‘She’s a fun time.’

But it becomes less fun the longer it goes on. Like it doesn’t stop, not even for a minute, drowning out even the sound of the film. Elly pecks at the volume button but it’s already at maximum.

She frowns up at the ceiling. ‘She’s doing that on purpose to piss us off.’

‘Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.’ With a matching frown, Haz grabs a Rubik’s Cube from Elly’s desk and lobs it at the ceiling. ‘Fucking shut up, will you!’

‘Dude! You’ve chipped the ceiling.’

They settle back down, falling quiet with twin sighs. My mind wanders, unable to concentrate on anything but what’s happening above us. It sounds rough, like super rough. Clearly this Skylar girl’s enjoying it. I think about how Nic is on the hockey field; it’s clear she’s the same in all her exertive pursuits.

Is she enjoying it too? It’s obviously not a real dick, despite her wielding it like it is. I scratch my eyebrow, a subtle attempt at banishing the image of Nic’s neat little six-pack tensing each time she slams those narrow hips.

‘Oh my god.’ I cover my face when it gets too much. ‘How is it still going on?’

‘Lesbians, baby.’ Haz grins. ‘Though this is just fucking absurd.’

I shake my head. ‘I’d be chafed to fuck by now.’

‘No, you wouldn’t.’ She claims my hand again, trailing her fingers over the sensitive skin of my inner arm. ‘I know how to make it comfortable for a long time.’

I shift, her touch shooting tingles to places south.

It’s the vodka, as always, plus the fact that I’ve been listening to two people bang for the last hour. I have a healthy sex drive and without my own needs having been met in a while…well, this is the result.

Just as I’m about to escape to my room, Nic groans loudly, jolting me back to the present.

Though, to me, it sounds more like a growl of frustration than pleasure.

Thankfully that marks the end of it all, our film as well, just the sound of the girl’s quiet laughter filtering down every so often.

‘Thankfuck,’Haz says, hitting her head back against the headboard.

‘Well, with that happy denouement,’ I say, shifting down the bed, ‘I’m off to bed.’

‘Going to sort yourself out?’ Haz smirks. ‘I’m wet too after that.’ She puts a hand on her crotch and lifts her hips. ‘We could all sort each other out, if you want.’

Nope. Dangerous.

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