“Me and Blaize had sex.”
“And?” Annika asked curiously, leaning into me.
I bit my lip and covered my face before falling back into my seat. “It was life altering. I don’t think anyone could make my body react like that in my lifetime.”
“Are you gonna hook up again?” Annika asked.
I shook my head, trying to hide the hurt that washed across my eyes. “No. We agreed to one night. It was all I needed. I think that's what we both needed.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, girl.” Annika frowned
I shrugged. “It's fine. It’s not like I was hoping she’d fall in love with me and want to marry me just because she fucked me. I mean, I know some lesbians move fast, but that would be stupid to think.”
“Blaize is still a raging bitch. She probably just used you,” Everly suddenly snapped, her reaction surprising.
“She didn’t. We agreed to a night.”
She shot her hands up. “Hey, I’m just saying. Blaize fucked you pretty easily. It seemed like she wanted something a little more, and you gave it to her on a silver platter like a wh?—”
“I don’t need you raining on my parade, Everly!” I bellowed before she had a chance to finish that statement. I might like it when Blaize called me her whore, but that was different. It confused me, and I knew I needed to talk to Dr. Williams about it. No one else had the right to use that word to describe me or what I do. “I don’t care if you’re jealous or whatever. What I do has nothing to do with you.”
She pushed back from the table, grabbing her bag. “Ugh, I’m gonna leave. I’m not getting into this with you.”
Annika looked at me as I watched her walk away and she grabbed my hand. “Don’t let her ruin your good mood. As long as you are happy. I don’t know why she’s being a bitch.”
“Does she like Blaize or something?”
“No. Well, maybe? I really don’t know, if I am being honest.”
I arched my brow, bringing my latte to my lips, letting the espresso awaken my senses. “Well, next time, don’t invite her.”
“Of course. So what do you think is going to happen with you two?”
“I really don’t know. I think I like her more than I’m supposed to, and last night…God, Annika. I didn’t know my body could react to someone like that, but if she can’t give me her heart, I don’t even want to attempt something. I can’t get hurt. I won’t survive this time.”
There was a question that lingered on her tongue, but she didn't ask. One day, I’d be able to tell her, but not right now.
CHAPTER 52
BLAIZE
Icould still taste her. The soft whimpers and cries of pleasure falling from her lips fueled me to go rougher, seeing how far she’d let me go and what she’d let me do to that sinful body of hers. She was obedient, but she had a hint of brat in her.
She liked punishment. She liked the pain. She could be everything I needed in a submissive. I could train her, break her, and test her limits until she realized how much of a little whore she could be for me.
I shook the idea from my head, walking into my bathroom and stripping out of my clothes. Kadence was a distraction, and with everything going on right now, I couldn’t afford to add her to the mix.
Steam filled the bathroom as I looked at myself in the mirror. I’d never been one to be self-conscious about my body until the moment Elijah tried to kill me. I’d been on the opposite side of the blade, gutting and ending pathetic lives like it was my favorite hobby. And then I knew what it felt like to be on the receiving end, to bleed out slowly, waiting for the hand of death to take me out. Stupid motherfucker should’ve slit my throat or put a bullet between my eyes instead.
My fingers trailed up the thick, pink scar that started inside my thigh and went up my hip before ending just under my left tit. My body was marred with cuts, burns, and bullet wounds from my life’s work, but nothing could compare to the emotional damage that bastard caused me when he took my family, leaving a hollow shell of a person behind. But with Kadence, my heart felt alive for the first time since I buried Olivia and Charlee.
I hated it, but a part of me missed it.
These emotions soaring through my body felt foreign. She made me feel like I was going crazy with the constant burn she ignited on my flesh. I rested my arms against the shower wall, letting the water burn into my flesh, hoping it would soothe this fire inside me, but nothing worked. I wanted her, my body wanted her, but my brain knew it would be the worst mistake of my life.
I already fucked her, and it was perfect. There was so much more I wanted to do to her. I wanted her ass red, her back bruised, and tears streaming down her face as she begged and begged. My fists clenched as I felt a need in my core.
Fuck. I haven’t done this in ages. I ran my finger down my torso until my fingers were between my legs. My fingers ran up my slit, circling my clit. Electricity flew through me, and I let out a frustrated growl as I worked my neglected clit. I saw the look in Kadence’s big beautiful eyes when she asked about touching me. I got off on my sub's satisfaction, but I was a woman who loved being touched. If I had let her touch me, wrap her pretty little lips around my needy clit, I would have been done for. I would have fallen into her web. She would have added fuel to this raging fire, and I won’t be able to let her go.
