Just our lips, our breaths.
Our souls.
When I pull away, Pandora smiles. “Think we have time for a nap?”
I nod. “Sure, if you’re okay with sneaking out the window later.”
Pandora smiles widely. “I was planning on doing that anyway.” She pulls her panties and jeans back up. She didn’t wipe herself clean.
My cum is still inside her.
I groan, and I’m tempted to ask if she wants to do a second round. But no. As little as I care about Zayden, there’s no reason to antagonize everybody by flouting the rules even more openly. I grab a tissue and wipe myself down before zipping up and joining Pandora on the bed.
“You’re so perfect,” Pandora whispers to me.
I preen. “Yeah, I’ve heard that.”
“Not just in sex,” Pandora insists. “Just perfect for me. Perfect, perfect.” She runs her finger along my lip. “But that thing you said about me belonging to you? It goes both ways, babe. I’ll gouge your eyes out if you look at another woman.”
I think this is where my frat brothers would call her psycho, or crazy, or whatever. I should be mad that she’s trying to dictate my actions.
But I shrug.
“It’s not like any other person is half as interesting as you,” I answer.
Pandora smiles and snuggles against me. “That’s what I thought. Now it’s definitely nap time. Maybe I’ll use your cock when I wake up.”
I laugh, pinching her side. “Unless I wake you with my cock first.”
I don’t think I’m actually tired, but here in bed, with Pandora against me, it’s easy to doze off.
30
BLAZE
The fire alarm blaring wakes me.
I jolt upright, not sure of what’s happening, until somebody pounds at the door.
“Blaze? If you’re in there, we have to get out!” Asch shouts.
My mouth is dry, but I get up and take one step out of bed before I realize something’s wrong.
Pandora was supposed to be with me. I look around, but there’s no sign of her. I head to the door, surprised to find it locked.
As soon as I open it, smoke floods in. I start coughing, covering my face and ducking down to escape the smoke.
Asch hands me a damp towel, similar to one he’s holding over his mouth and nose.
“What…?” I ask.
Asch shakes his head. “We have to get the fuck out of here!”
Right. Escape first, then talking.
As soon as I step out into the hall, my eyes are drawn to the fiery red blaze coming from the far end. I inhale sharply, but that’s a mistake even with the damp towel covering my face.
It’s hard to see anything. Asch and I both stay low, but the smokekeeps building and building, blocking more of our vision and air. We manage to get to the stairs, and I’m relieved to see they’re still intact.
