Page 52 of Sinister
Monroe
It’s been almost a week since the incident with the charred paper flower and I won’t lie, I can’t get him out of my head. My mind races with details of the night at the party, and not even in a bad way. My brain is fucked up. So fucked up that Rome fucking me while I was duct taped turned me on more that I’d like to admit. I need to see Sass and talk through this before I combust.
Me: What are you up to?
Saskia: Nothing. Come over.
Me: Can we go out for lunch somewhere outside of campus?
Saskia: I’ll pick you up in thirty!
Me: See you soon!
Saturday in this place is quiet. All the guys go to the gym, and who knows where else, and leave the house empty for most of the day. Not that I’m complaining as it’s nice to have the place to myself. Even Queen Charlotte leaves for the weekends, which is fine with me, she still hates me for no reason. I doubt we’ll ever be besties.
I change into my comfortable low slung ripped jeans, a cropped t-shirt and pull on my sneakers ready for when Sass arrives. She’s allowed to drive their cars anytime she wants, and it still irritates me that I don’t have my own car here. I miss my Mustang. Maybe I’ll go back and visit and take her for a drive down to the beach and watch the sunset next weekend.
A car honks out the front and I grab my bag before locking the front door after me. I skip across the cobblestone drive and climb into the Range Rover.
“Hey, babe.”
“You look like you’re glowing!” Sass winks at me.
“Oh my god, just drive will you,” I say as she pulls away from the house and heads down the long driveway.
“It’s true. That Rome dick must be magical.”
“It is good. Real fucking good. He gets my fucked up fantasies.” I smile and stare out the window.
“I need all the details. Leave nothing out.”
“Rome has been sneaking into my room every night this week and I swear the others know but don’t say anything.”
“Oh, they would know. The walls in these old houses are thin. Like really fucking thin. I hope you’ve been moaning into your pillow.” She turns down the road that leads to the main part of town.
I can feel the embarrassment color my cheeks at the thought of everyone in the house hearing us. “He duct taped my mouth the first night. Fuck. We’ve tried to be extra quiet. You know, so Sin doesn’t find out.”
“Duct tape.” She glances at me. “I’m not even commenting on that one.” She holds up her hand to stop me from talking. “Is Sin still fucking going on about that? He’s such a dick.”
“Yes, and yes.”
“His obsession is fucking weird. You’re pretty much siblings for fuck sake.”
“I have a confession.” I swallow my nerves. Sass and I tell each other everything, we have no secrets. But I think what I’m about to confess to her will top any of the crazy shit she has done.
“Oh shit.” She glances at me, a smirk pulling at the corner of her lips.
“I caught Sin jerking one out and it got me all hot and bothered.” I want to sink into the seat and become one with the leather.
“Monroe!” Sass looks at me in shock.
“It gets worse.”
“You didn’t fuck him, did you?”
“No!”
“I kind of got myself off in the shower with my cloned finger vibrator straight afterward though.” I cover my face with my hands, not wanting to see Sass’ reaction.