Chapter Four
Skylar
I dressed and left in a daze. I couldn’t believe I let myself do that. God, I shouldn’t have done that. My nerves are firing off as I make my way home. He cut me, but what’s strange was he was right. The fear turned me on. I felt myself getting wet when he was touching me with the blade. What the hell is wrong with me? How could I have liked it?
I pull into the driveway and sit with my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me. I shouldn’t have gone there.
I felt so vulnerable and open to him, and I don’t know how I felt about that. Add to the fact that I was turned on by it, and it makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with me. I shouldn’t have felt that way. I shouldn’t have done this, but it’s over now.
I finally drag myself out of the car and walk up the steps when Christy whips the door open. She stands there, an expectant smile on her face.
“Well? How was it? Did you love it?” she asks, clapping her hands together before adding, “We’re going back tomorrow.”
“Okay, first of all, I’m not going back tomorrow.”
“Was it that bad? What happened?” she asks, sounding concerned.
“It wasn’t bad. It was weird. I don’t know, Christy. I don’t think I’m comfortable with going back again.”
“What do you mean? Why was it weird?” she asks.
“It just was. I don’t know how I feel about it yet,” I tell her as I drop onto the couch and look at her. Christy walks over and sits next to me, placing her hand on my knee.
“Talk to me.”
“I don’t know what to say,” I admit.
“Was it good?”
“It was … I don’t know what it was. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“What did you do?” she asks, wanting more details.
“I let him fuck me.”
“You got fucked?” she asks in surprise. I know that comes as a shock to her since I haven’t been with anyone in a long time. I sigh as I lean back and close my eyes.
“I shouldn’t have done that,” I repeat.
“You should do that again! Was it good? Was he good?”
“Seriously? You’re asking me that?” I ask her turning my head to look at her. She giggles and nods her head. Good thing I love this girl.
“Of course, I’m asking you that! It’s been a long time since you’ve been dicked, and now I need details.”
“It was … yeah, it was good. It was better than good,” I admit to her. I should be ashamed of saying that since I went to a club and had sex with a random man. I shouldn’t think about it as being as good as it was.
“We’re going back,” she says once more as I shake my head.
“No. I’m not.”
“You said it yourself. It was good. Did you enjoy it?”
“God, Christy. I shouldn’t have enjoyed it, should I?”
“Hell yes, you should have. You needed an outlet, Sky. You needed a way to vent this shit, and I think you know that,” she says. A BDSM club though? I never thought I’d be the type to step into one of those places.
“I don’t know. A different guy, Christy?”