Page 14 of Trick Me, Treat Me
I pulled her close, buried my face in her hair. “Thank you, baby. Thank you.”
Come tomorrow, Spirit wouldn’t remember what she couldn’t process. I would, though. Every scream. Every tear. Every tremble. Every drop of cum. That shit would stay with me.
Spirit
Iw o k eu pf e e l i n g… light. Like something had been lifted off of me in the middle of the night. Like I’d been touched, taken, fed from, filled to the brim, and now I was glowing. But, I was also sore as hell.
I stretched slowly, every muscle in my body humming, and a sharp little ache bloomed between my thighs. My eyes fluttered open to the soft morning light spilling through the windows.
Wait… where the hell…?
Glancing down, my body was still tangled in soft sheets. My lashes brushed the pillow, and for a second I froze. My heart did this half-skip thing as flashes from last night tried to break through the fog. I remembered Hallow’s voice. My own screams.Wet skin. Beastly ass dick. I never slept with clients, let alone slept over. But there was something about Hallow I remember needing to feel, and it was worth it.
I turned slowly and there he was, lying on his side, watching me like he never went to sleep. Grillz catching the morning light, one hand tucked behind his head, the other holding a half-lit blunt. Fine as ever, tattoos glinting across his chest and shoulders like inked armor.
“Morning, beautiful,” he said low, his voice scratchy and unbothered.
“Mmm,” I murmured, lips curling at the edges. I sat up a little, tugging the sheet with me. “You sleep good?”
“Didn’t sleep,” he said, pulling the blunt to his lips. “Watched you all night in amazement.”
The way he said it made my whole body tighten. “You’re so strange.”
He chuckled, lifting up his blunt. “I’m just different, baby. That’s all. Did you enjoy your Halloween?”
Right then, my phone buzzed from somewhere behind me. I leaned over, snatched it off the charger, and stood, clutching the sheet to my chest. “I’ll be right back.” I slipped into the bathroom, closed the door, and hit accept on the call.
“Spirit! Girl, where the hell are you? Do you know the client dropped another twenty thousand dollars for the night?”
I blinked, heart damn near stopping. “Wait, what?”
“Twenty! You didn’t… did you?”
I turned toward the mirror, caught a glimpse of myself. My hair was wild, my skin was flushed, and my lips were puffy like I’d been kissing for hours. “I did, Sid, and… I can’t remember everything, but the way I feel so light and sore at the same time…” I said, eyes narrowing. “…the dick was bomb.”
“Girl, how do you forget twenty-thousand-dollar dick?”
My hand froze. I leaned closer to the mirror, and that’s when I saw it. A bite mark that was deep and purple right on my neck. “What the f…” I whispered, reaching up to touch it. It didn’t hurt. I placed the phone down and started feeling around my body. Sure enough, there were two more along the insides of my thighs.
“Spirit?”
“I’ll… I’ll call you back,” I said quickly and hung up.
I opened the bathroom door and walked back into the room slowly, still clutching the sheet like armor. Hallow was posted at the edge of the bed now, elbows on his knees, blunt back in his mouth, eyes locked on me like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. He didn’t move. Just smirked.
“Something you wanna ask me, baby?”
I narrowed my eyes. “What… exactly happened last night?”
He took one last drag, then stubbed the blunt out in a tray on the nightstand. Then, he stood up from the bed and walked toward me slowly. He tilted my chin up with one tattooed finger. Gold grillz flashing as he spoke. “You gave me what I needed,” he said. “And in return, you were compensated generously for your time.”
I should’ve pulled away and run. But, somehow so drawn to him like he had me under some kind of spell. My breath hitched. My thighs clenched. “And the bites?” I asked, running my fingers over the one on my neck.
“What bites, baby?” he asked, gently thumbing my bottom lip.
My brows furrowed as I traced the spot I knew a bite had been before. “What the…?”
“Come here,” he murmured, voice like dark velvet. “I wanna show you something.” I didn’t ask what. I just let Hallow lead me, his large hand wrapping around mine as he guided me to the floor-length mirror across the room. He stepped behind me, his arms sliding around my waist. His presence was too much and not enough all at once.
