Page 51 of Whips and Chains
I forced myself to stay polite. “Okay. I understand.” I spun on my heel and walked away.
But I had nowhere to go. If I went back to Fang’s place, they’d all be crashed out with their kids by this hour. If I went home, there’d be nobody there.
I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts.
I didn’t want to close my eyes.
I was utterly terrified of not having a distraction. Of having to relive it all in my head, over and over.
I was still so mad at Whip and Levi and even X. I hated that they’d kept me in the dark.
But last night they’d been the only reason I could sleep.
And tonight, they were all I had.
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X
Energy buzzed through my body like a blow fly on crack. It shot through every vein, my blood pumping too fast, heart pounding, muscles primed.
All I could smell was her. Her hair. Her skin. Her sweet pussy, slick with arousal. It all floated around me, in a cloud of heaven.
I was never taking a shower again. Washing away the scent of her would be a fate worse than death.
I put my clothes back on, taking my time even though Violet had rushed out of the room like her ass had been on fire. It definitely hadn’t been though, because I’d been watching it as she’d left, and it was nothing but sweet perfection, swaying enticingly as she’d hurried out the door.
I finally followed, emerging into the dark hallway and finding myself surrounded by people again.
The door to my left opened, the one with a plaque marking it as a viewing room, and Levi and Whip walked out of it. Both of them were flushed in the face and adjusting their clothes.
They both froze when they noticed me standing there.
I grinned and waved a finger between the two of them. “Well, hey there, Brokeback Mountain. Blink once if there was tongue. Blink twice if Whip cried after.”
Whip gave me the middle finger.
But I didn’t miss the way he couldn’t even look at Levi. Or the way Levi’s lips were swollen. I chuckled beneath my breath and slung an arm around both their shoulders, drawing them in. “You know what I like to do after a good round of sex club shenanigans?”
Whip glanced over at me warily. “Shower? Fucking hell, X, you reek of sex.”
“Glorious, isn’t it? But no.” I squeezed them tighter. “Murder, boys. I’m emotionally unstable, sexually satisfied, and lightly caffeinated. Let’s go commit a felony.”
Levi struggled his way out from under my arm. “Not a chance. No one is killing tonight.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Boring! Whip?”
I didn’t hold out much hope. Whip was the most in-control psychopath I’d ever met. Sex probably didn’t hype him up the way it did for me. But I was absolutely buzzing. I had been ever since our little four-way last night, and I’d kept it in check all day, but getting inside Violet twice in the space of twenty-four hours? That was way too much for me.
I needed a knife in my hand. Blood needed to spill. I could practically feel it running over my fingers, hot and wet, just like her pussy had been.
I had to stop thinking about that or I was gonna get hard all over again, and I didn’t think she would appreciate me bending her over a table and taking her hard and fast from behind while she was holding a tray of drinks or trying to take an order.
I was on a Violet high I couldn’t get off, and that energy needed to go somewhere.
Whip was gonna say no too, I could see it on his face.
I threw up my hands. “One blowie and the two of you turn into pumpkins. It’s barely ten. We aren’t going home.”
