Page 77 of Bad Seed
Aubry’s resting on his elbows, his head tossed back while guzzling in air. I rest my hand on his chest, feeling his breathing. A few final drops erupt out, but the rest went down my throat.
“How was…” I cough, the tingling catching. “That?”
His head snaps up, his eyes wild. “You…” He fists himself as if to either bring his cock back to life, or squeeze the last bit out. “…are going to pay for that.”
“Oh?” I try to tease him with a laugh, but he’s leaning closer and his eyes demand justice.
“You owe me a dozen orgasms.” Aubry catches my fallen panties and wrenches them down my legs. “No, two dozen. Right now!”
I swallow, shaking in anticipation.
Whew. Is it getting hot?
I mean, he’s hot and…
Another cough rattles my throat, but this one’s harder. It tears through the tissue, and I gasp in air. Racing to catch the cough in my hand, my fingers hit my lips and they sting. Not like after a kiss, or even a plate of hot wings.
No. It’s more like…
“Aub—” I fumble onto my back. The growling man leers over me. But ,as he reads the panic in my eyes, his turn to fear. “Help!” I mewl out, scratching at my throat.
I don’t know how. I don’t know why, but I’m having an allergic attack.
And it’s closing off my throat instantly.
Drowning on dry land, I gasp, but nothing can come in.
“I’m…” I flail my hand out, terrified.
Derek, watching, laughing.
He could do the same. He could leave me here. Watch me die. I cling to Aubry, silently begging for help.
He vanishes. My hand falls to the bed, empty.
This is it. My ears ring and vision goes dark. I’m falling into a faint, and I know that if I do pass out, I’m never waking up again. Aubry…
I don’t know how I fucked up.
But I’m dying.
I’m so sorry. I wish I…
I wish I’d gone with you to Mexico.
A pinch hits my thigh, and I gasp. Fingers run under my neck, lifting my head off of the bed.
Slowly, sound comes back like a tuning radio. “…okay. Stay with me. It’s going to be okay.”
Purple eyes dare me to stay alive.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
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SADIE
