Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

hedges?” she asked.
“I’m going to watch you.”
Will laughed quietly at my side, and while a sliver of guilt
nipped at the back of my mind, making my gaze falter, I dug
my fingers into her jaw a little tighter, feeling the heat I
needed coursing through me all of a sudden.
“I’m going to watch someone touch you,” I told her. “I
want to watch someone have you.”
She paused, her face falling a little as realization hit. Her
gaze shifted, looking unsure, and she was probably wondering
if this was a joke or if she should back out now. Surely, she’d
heard the stories.
She probably just thought she was so hot that how could I
not want to fuck her myself, right?
Her blue eyes flashed to Will. “Him?”
I shook my head once.
Her eyes then wandered hesitantly, landing on someone
behind me.
“Kai?”
I shook my head once again.
Will shook his head, too, sounding amused as he finished
his beer. “Jesus.”
“Marko Bryson,” I said, eyeing the guy on the patio behind
her.
He stood with a group of people, no shirt on, and a halffull
bottle of Fireball in his hand. Arion looked behind her,
seeing him for herself, and turned back to me.
“He has a girlfriend,” she said under her breath.
“That’s what makes it hot.”
I’d already watched plenty of people have sex in my short
lifetime. All the men hanging around my father’s house and
the whores they kept. The secret lives of the mothers and