Dear Lord, it’s me, Reed. FUUUCK YOU!
I need to focus. But that’s as hard as my dick right now.
Blinking, I shake it off. Mind over hormones. Lila might have been dosed with something dangerous by my accursed sister.
I peer into her eyes carefully, letting my hands rest on the sides of her sweet face. “They aren’t as dilated as they would be with something like MDMA or LSD. If anything, your pupils have expanded.”
“Is that bad?”
“It’s good. If they were so tiny they looked like the tip of a pin, then we’d call 911. But your eyes are just chunky and bloodshot like with marijuana. Guess Kenzie was right.”
Lila keeps rocking herself against my thigh. “Good.”
I recall my days as a beat cop on the night shift when we frequently came into contact with drug users. “Have you been exceptionally thirsty?”
“No. Normal amount.”
“Had the shakes or shortness of breath?”
“Nope.”
“Hallucinations?”
“Just the ghosts, but that was a joke.”
I struggle to keep a straight face. “What about a racing heart or feeling like you might pass out?”
“No. Just warm, fuzzy, and relaxed. Then I got silly, met the ghosts, and needed junk food. During the shower is when I got horned up. All in all, I feelsensationalaside from the throbbing ache in my pussy.”
My lips press into a thin line, and I puff out a breath through my nose like an angry rodeo bull. “New rule. No saying pussy, fuck, throbbing, or anything sexual. I can’t even believe you sayinghorned upaffected me the way it just did.”
She giggles, her face brightening. “So you think I’m gonna live?”
“Yes. Pretty sure you’re just high as hell.” I shrug. “I don’t know where the heightened arousal came from, but no doubt there’s a medical explanation. Probably has to do with increased blood flow.”
“Okay, with that out of the way, let’s go back to my suggestion that you help me through this. Perhaps enjoy it with me.” Her hips pump faster, driving her pussy over my thigh in lengthening strokes. “What can I do to convince you that you have my unequivocal consent? Can we do a lie detector test? Blood oath?”
It’s takingallmy willpower to remain hovering over her, rather than grinding into her like she’s doing to me.
“Nothing. It doesn’t work like that, cookie.”
“It should.Come on.Earlier today, I was prepared to have sex with you in your car on the side of the road. There’s no way such enthusiastic consent disappeared in a few hours. Pot or not. I want you. Ineedyou.Please.”
This tempting siren lowers her hands to my ass and squeezes, dragging me down on top of her.
“Fuck, Lila.Don’t.”
Despite my objection, I don’t move off her. Instead, I sink lower, reveling for a moment in the perfection of her body cushioning mine.
I should pull back. I know it. I should.I really should.
Yet I’m not.
And it’s only partially because she’s holding me down with a surprisingly strong grip and using my thigh to do the job I won’t let my cock do.
All night long, I just wanted to get back to her. Wanted to be plastered against her just like this.
Knowing she was here, in my personal space without me, was like a gnawing soreness under my ribs. It grew more insistent the longer I was away. Ineedto feel her soft flesh against mine for a few more seconds to ease the ache.
