Page 15 of Dead Woman Walking

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My body feels like it’s standing next to the bonfire, despite being far from it. I move out the back of the maze, finally free. My thighs are soaking wet, rubbing together uncomfortably.

No one beforethemmade me come this hard. They didn’t even want anything from it; neither of them fucked or even came on or in me.

Sighing, I reach up and fix my curls to sit on my shoulder. I know they are a bit messy from the orgasm and pressing my head into Jason’s chest. My head is still filled with lust, even though they gave me a moment to recover and calm down beforeshooingme out the back of the maze.

The party has migrated towards the back of the park but not close to the barn and the haunted hayride area. It doesn’t even look safe to be inside it anymore. Moving through the crowd, I grab a beer, opening it.

“Where haveyoubeen?” Thorin, one of Blair’s friends, has surprisingly found me.

I shrug, sighing. “Gray took me into the maze and fucking ditched me.”

“Wouldn’t suck his dick?”

I looked up at him. “Yes… How did you know?”

He shrugs this time. “They don’t have the best reputation. You’re lucky it didn’t go further.”

“What do you mean…” My brows pull together, looking up at him. The two college men that were all over me; Oliver and Gray have a bad reputation. I could see it happening as they weren’t really respecting my boundaries either.

“Yeah. Just rumors about them though. Nothing proven,” he shrugs, sipping his drink.

My head nods, sipping mine. “Where’s Blair?”

“Hooking up with someone… Not me, unfortunately.”

I cock a brow. “You want it to be you?”

“I wouldn’t mind… and I definitely wouldn’t mind being trapped between you and her.”

A scoff escapes me. “In your dreams.”

“Threesomes not your thing?”

“Not really.” A smirk forms behind the beer bottle, thinking about all three of the masked men’s hands on me.

“Really? You look kinky enough that you would like them.” He bounces his brows.

“I actually don’t like sharing.”

He nods. “So, how about two men? Me and someone else?”

“Still in your dreams.”

“Are youtakenor something?” he questions, almost harshly.

“No,” I snap, almost taken aback by his reaction. I didn’t think he was being serious. If I don’t count coming on three total strangers, then no I wasn’t. Yet, I only wanted them, and Ghostface made it clear that he didn’t want Thorin on me. “I just got out of a seriously long relationship, and I just can’t do it…”

“Whatever,” he mutters, moving away.

While he walks away, I take out my phone, texting Blair that Thorin gives off the wrong vibes and that if she goes home with anyone, do not pick him.

Eyes burn into me, and I half expect it to be Thorin glaring at me. But when I look up, I see someone who looks very similar to Gray. Same dark and handsome features, sharp chin, ivory skin, and short chestnut hair. He watches me, eyes raking up and down my body. A smirk curls on his face when he notices that I am watching him.

Gag.

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