Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

jeans as it rolled over my clit. I could feel the wet heat in my
panties, and I closed my eyes, diving into the black.
He humped me over and over again, sucking air between
his teeth and getting rougher as his narrow hips rolled again
and again. He dug the knife’s blade under my chin, and my
orgasm crested, starting to roll through me.
“Holy shit,” he said, breaking character. “GGod, this is
fucking awesome.”
And I lost it. The orgasm drifted away, hanging on by a
tether until it snapped and disappeared.
Tears sprang to my eyes, and I cracked.
Jesus Christ.
Pushing him away, I stopped him and crawled out from
under him.
What the hell was I doing?
Music poured into the room with screams and laughter,
and I knew others had fallen through the trap door, too. I
followed their voices, scurrying past them and out the door.
“Wait, come back!” the guy yelled after me. “I didn’t mean
anything. Are you okay?”
No. I wasn’t okay. I’d lost my fucking mind.
“Winter!” I heard Jade call. “Oh, my GGod. Thank GGod.
We’ve been looking for you everywhere. You freaked us out.
Are you okay?”
“Let’s just get out of here.”
The lost orgasm still lingered, keeping me hot and my head
buzzing. I still needed the release.
They led me back to the entrance, and I sucked in lungfuls
of air as we stepped outside into the welcome chill.
“Whew,” Isa giggled. “We have to come back. That was
fun.”
I chewed my lip, not wanting to think about it. I wasn’t
about to tell them what just happened, even though I knew