Little Cat - Page 31

‘You’re wet, sweetheart, yeah … ’

‘More?’ I whispered, looking behind me.

Eyes screwed shut, Bill was nodding his head.

‘Ninety.’

‘Yeah, just suck it, please.’

His finger fell out of me.

‘Kiss it, sweetheart, kiss it, please.’

I slid under the table. Old cigarette butts stuck to my knees. I swam forward an inch through the walls of his thighs. I trickled some juice on him, forming a suck. I looked up at Bill. He was as hard as the floor.

Just a few sudden mouthfuls of cock and I swallowed his cash like a curse down my throat.

‘Are you okay?’ I remember the way John stroked my forehead after we’d had sex for the first time. It felt repetitive, insistent.

I wanted to hide.

‘Mira. C’mon, baby, open your eyes.’

There was a candle making shadows on the ceiling. My back was glued to the couch. John was squeezed in beside me.

‘What time is it?’ I asked.

‘It’s okay, Mira. It’s not late at all.’

I was covering myself with my arms.

‘Why don’t you say something?’

‘I have to go home.’ The whole room was flickering.

‘Stay just a few more minutes,’ John said. He started drawing circles around my breasts. ‘You never finished telling me about your cousin, what’s his name?’

‘Who?’

‘Your cousin?’

‘Oh.’

‘Well … ?’

‘Ezrah.’

John dipped a finger in me. ‘Wow, you’re still wet.’

‘Stop!’

‘You want me to stop?’

I felt buzzing in my body. Buzzing through my nipples and all down my legs.

‘Okay, baby, okay.’

John reached over me to open a drawer under the coffee table. He took out a thin cigarette and lit it from the candle. He started taking deep puffs. Then he put it between my lips.

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