Page 46 of Scars Like Wings
Maisie smiled. “Oh, I was. Depending on when you saw me, I was probably getting fingerbanged while giving him a handy.”
Simone’s jaw dropped again while I yelled in shock. “Marceline.”
Maisie lifted Cody’s shirt over her head and jumped into the shower, but I definitely saw her smirk of pride before she closed the frosted glass door.
“Girl, on the dance floor?!” Simone asked, her curls pushed back with a headband as she looked at Maisie in the mirror.
“Is that what you were doing against the wall when I saw you?” I asked incredulously.
“Most likely!” Maisie answered over the water. “I mean, we fucked everywhere we could. We basically couldn’t keep our hands off each other from the moment we met. We had sex on the dance floor, in the bathroom, in the garage, in the cars—yes, on someTitanicshit—in the basement, in the hot tub?—”
“Oh, Cole and I had sex in the pool, too! The pool and the hot tub are connected, so I’m kinda surprised I didn’t see you there at all,” Simone noted, applying a white base for her eyeshadow.
“You probably went out there early because you were overheating while they went out there after having fucked in at least six different locations first.”
“Truuuue, you know me so well, Byrdie,” Simone said with a wink before returning to doing her eye makeup. Mermaids and other sea dwellers notoriously ran hot. If you ever went into a business owned by them or visited their houses on land, youwould notice how cold they always kept their buildings. Hell, with my leg being close to Simone’s shoulder, I could feel the heat coming off her in waves and I knew it had nothing to do with the steam of Maisie’s shower. Since the bottom of the ocean is cold, their bodies adapted. It was convenient underwater, but on land at a party packed with several hundred people, it could be a bit of a sweltering nightmare. I could totally see Simone jumping into the pool the first chance she could to cool down.
Considering that Cole apparently was so good in water and Quinn ran so hot herself, I wonder if they were some kind of water creature, after all?
Maisie turned off the water and got out of the shower, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Cody and I went out there super late. It had to be around three or four in the morning. We weren’t out there for long, though. Trying to fuck in water isn’t my thing at all. Zero friction at all.”
“The scales help, especially when they aresensitive,” Simone winked before putting on eyeliner.
Maisie shook her head, chuckling. “Anyway, we went up to his bedroom and fucked some more before passing out around, like, seven maybe? It wasinsane. I have never fucked anyone for that long, and it be thatfun. Before you ask, Byrd, that does include Lexis. We only did it for like six hours, and it was very hot. But this wasexhilarating.”
“I honestly cannot believe a man could rival you and Long Day Lexis. You’ve always said she was the best you ever had, and she was a freaking sex witch. Like, a witch whose specialty issexandlustandorgasms. How can anyone compete with that for best fucking? Are we sure this family is human?”
“Oh, he can compete. He had a Jacob’s Ladder, and one of the biggest thickest dicks I’ve ever seen.”
“Marceline Repond, shut your whore mouth.Seriously?”
“What? What’s a Jacob’s Ladder?” Simone looked up from her mascara to look between us in the mirror. I quickly pulled out my phone and searched for the tamest picture on Google to show her rather than describe the piercing. Seeing the picture, Simone gasped.
“Holy fuck. That’s?—”
“Hot?” Maisie used her towel to dry her hair before wrapping it around her. “Oh, it was glorious. What they say is right. The sex is definitely better with it. Like I said, easily a contender for top ten best sexual partners I’ve ever had. Did I mention he knows how to give head and use that tongue piercing to his advantage? Y’all, it was like something out of those books Byrd always talks about.”
“Well, you’ve made my night seem like a fuckingHallmarkmovie by comparison, Maze!” Simone huffed as she tossed her eye makeup back and moved on to applying her foundation and concealer.
Maisie and I both laughed. I said, “Maisie had nothing to do with that. You and Cole are a romantic comedy all your own.”
“Stop reading me, Byrd. I thought we were friends,” Simone joked with a smile in her eyes, since she couldn’t smile around her makeup sponge.
The girls continued getting ready while we continued talking about their nights. While Maisie was apparently fucking Cody everywhere they could feasibly do it, Simone and Cole had been off romancing each other. They danced like they were in their own little world. He ordered drinks for her at the bar, already knowing what she liked. Cole opened doors for her and gave his own little tour of the house. Naturally, they had sex in the pool, and they did it for a couple hours before getting out to shower and do it again before cleaning up for real and going to bed around three or four. The whole time Simone was talking, her face looked like it could light up a room, or maybe even thiswhole mansion. She was glowing with happiness, and I couldn’t have been more excited for her.
“So. Byrd.” Simone had finished with her makeup in time to give Maisie the vanity. Maisie was dressed in a skintight cropped mock neck that showcased her sternum, stomach, and back tattoos with ripped wide leg jeans and chains all over and fishnet tights underneath. Her hair was blown out in its usual style. Simone’s face was colorful and beat to the gods as always. My friends always knew how to show up and show out.
“What?” I asked innocently.
“Now, Madam Brydgette Fallon Pierce, you know damn well what we want to know,” Maisie said with a raised eyebrow at me.
“Who in the world was that lumberjane out there?”
“Simone.”
“What?!”
“Would you prefer if she asked who that stud was who looked like she had a strap longer than a Subway footlong?”