“We’re never playingnever have I everwith you, Sam, never ever.” Laika giggled, throwing a chip at her.
Samantha, who never failed to remind people what she could do with her talented mouth, caught the flying chip in her open mouth. Rubbing her butt dramatically, she rolled up onto her knees, narrowing her eyes at us. “You bitches don’t get enough dick. All I said was that Laika’s stepdad is hot.”
“Just ew, Sam!” Nyla gagged. “You didn’t say he’s hot, you said ‘never have I everwanted to fuck Laika’s stepdad so bad.” She tossed a chip, which Sam caught in her mouth again.
“And what do you know about getting enough dick. You did it once and you said it wasn’t even that good,” Laika said around a mouthful of chips. For his age, her stepdad was a sexy man who rarely visited. He and her mother lived in the city while Laika stayed here with her grandparents. “And you shouldn’t even be saying that about my dad in the first place.” Her grandfather was the town pastor and Laika tried her best to keep us on the narrow path. Samantha’s corrupt ways, however, were more powerful than Laika’s conversion attempts, most days.
Samantha jumped up from the floor and pulled her laptop out from underneath her pillow. “Let me show you how much I know about dick.” She forced her way between me and Nyla and set the laptop on the bed. We all moved onto our stomachs and waited for the machine to start up.
I couldn’t help wondering what she was up to this time. Sharing a look with the other girls, I knew they were asking themselves the same question. I didn’t even want to guess. Samantha took boy-crazy to a completely new level and the things that came out of her mouth sometimes made my cheeks burn. We were only fifteen, but Samantha’s mouth belonged to a thirty-year-old.
“You okay, babe?” Samantha nudged me with her elbow.
“Yup.”
“You’re sure,” Laika added. “You’re awfully quiet today.”
I faked a smile, hoping they’d buy it. These three were my best friends and while we discussed most things, I just figured that some things should remain hidden in that evil part of you that we all secretly knew existed but chose to ignore. Sam’s mom once told us about Lilith, the evil sex goddess and I’d never thought about her until recently. Until I began having these weird, maybe not so disgusting thoughts about Shay. Until today, when I wanted to murder his girlfriend and hide her body in our backyard.
Maybe I’d also become a Lilith in my own way. I knew shit about seducing men, but just maybe, my internal Lilith had come down from the dark corners of my brain and was coaxing me to embrace what I was feeling. To question what I felt for Shay. To see if it would lead somewhere.
Holy shit, did I just think that? Scrap that shit now, Skye,I quickly scolded.
“How’s Shay?” Nyla asked as if she were suddenly privy to my thoughts.
“Yeah, how’s that hot brother of yours? I’d so love to get a look at all that junk he’s got going on under his clothes. I bet he’s packing some delicious man meat,” Samantha chirped in distractedly while she worked the keyboard.
Without warning, Laika smashed a pillow into Samantha’s face. “You’re the absolute shit, Sam,” she yelled before the three of them broke into a pillow fight.
Me, I just stared at them, unable to push myself into the mood for fun. I was becoming a buzzkill and it was all that stupid Ryleigh’s fault.
“Ignore her, Skye,” Laika soothed when they stopped with the pillows and took a moment to rest. “Really, though, how is Shay?”
“He has a girlfriend,” I muttered, hating the undisguised contempt that crept into my voice.
“Who’s this lucky girl getting her throat stuffed with Shay’s hot dick?” Samantha ducked Laika’s next blow.
My stomach churned, that sudden image blasting through my brain was unsettling even though I tried not to think about it.
Samantha paused and looked at me. “Why do you look like your cat just died? Aren’t you happy Shay has a girlfriend. I mean, imagine all the girly things you two could do together.”
He’s mine, that evil part of me, the undercover Lilith, whispered inside my head.No, he can’t be,logical me forced back the thought.
“She’s so annoying,” I complained, fidgeting with the edge of the pillow I’d wrapped my arms around.
“As long as she knows how to suck in those cheeks, she’ll be fine.” I stared at Samantha, struggling to contain that ugly part of me. She laughed. “What?” Then her eyes widened. “Unlessyouwant to suck his dick—”
Nyla and Laika lunged across me, tackling Samantha. She howled with laughter. I shifted up to the headboard to avoid the play fight. She finally fought them off with an unchallenged smirk then skipping to a new level of filth, proceeded to tinge my cheeks a darker crimson I’d never be able to wash.
“I mean, honestly babe, brother or not, if you said you wanted that dick, I wouldn’t blame you. Cos’, I’d ride that cock any day of the week. Heehaw!” She mimicked a lasso-swirling cowboy before crashing to the floor, choking with laughter. The other girls and I just gawked open-mouthed at her. “Oh, my God, you should see your faces,” she wheezed out, wiping tears from her eyes. “I mean can you girls even say the words cock or pussy?” she mocked. “You know, the thing between your legs.”
“Cock,” Laika blurted, shocking me and Nyla. “What?” Laika grumbled. “I’m tired of her shit. She acts like she knows everything about cock and pussy. So there, I just said them.” She arched a brow at Samantha.
“Yeah, what she said.” Nyla nudged Laika. “Cock and pussy.”
Her eyes shot to me, her smirk dangerously close to laughter. “Bet you can’t say cock, Skye,” Samantha goaded.
I blanched, my eyes drifting between Laika and Nyla. They both encouraged me, trying to get one up on Sam, something we always did.
