“Sometimes, I feel… scared. Like this is just… so out of control…”A cold smile touched her eyes, making me shiver. At least she seemed pleas...d with my answer.“I think you like it being out control, Miss Spencer. Or rather, out of your control.”I wondered at that, blinking as she held me with her gaze, her fingers squeezing my chin uncomfortably as the silence stretched on. Finally, she chuckled, releasing me from her grip, and turning her back on me as she mounted the stairs. “You don’t have to. We kissed harder. Tongues fighting for control. Moaning into each others mouths. I almost came the exact moment he slipped a finger inside me. He pulled it out and slowly ran it back up to my clit, circling around it. Down it went again, he slipped it inside, this time going deeper. I softly cried out. He was driving me crazy and he knew it. He slowly stroked his finger in and out a few times. Again, he withdrew and slipped it in circles around my clit, making me jump. When his finger went down. “Isn’t it awful!?” she giggled lightly, “He’s hosting this party and he’s got the worst costume here!” she grinned, bumping her shoulder against his, “But he’s our idiot I guess!” she paused, turning her attention to Amy, smirking, “Well, your idiot now, I guess?”She opened her mouth to respond but another girl stepped up, “Oh my God!! Is that a Black Widow outfit?! You look so good!!!” she took Amy by one arm and tugged her deeper inside, the other girl walking alongside them, Amy flashing Ash. Men who, more often than not, looked very much like Kalum.Kalum laughed. “Are you embarrassed? Don’t be such a schoolboy.” Something wet and cold slapped me on the top of the head then slid down my face to drop into the basin. Kalum’s smallclothes. He’d sent them sailing over the screen. Using the back of my hand I flipped the offending garment onto the floor beside the tub, grudgingly admiring his aim.“Eugh,” I said. “Fucking barbarian.” “Priss,” Kalum said. I could hear the smile lingering in.