Soul(s) (30 page)

I heard her gasp; the sound half air, half
scream. The sound brought me back to reality and I rolled my hips
slowing them as I lessened the deepness of each thrust.

“
No! No, why are you
stopping?” She questioned her voice riveting with
frustration.

“
What are you thinking
about?”

“
What?” she
asked.

I began to resume my former pace, beating
into her like a drum.

“
Answer right or I’ll
pullout,” I threatened.

“
Fuck Ajani,” she said
unable to form any type of complete sentence.

“
Keep talking.” I taunted,
the animal in me reveling in my domination of her body.

“
Please, please. I need to
come. Please, Ajani.”

I unwrapped her legs from around my waist
and opened her thighs wide. I leaned forward, putting all my weight
on to them pinning her into the exact position I wanted. I began
thrusting again. The new position creating the friction against her
clit that I knew would satisfy us both. I labored over her, wearing
her body out in minutes. She turned her head as biting the pillow,
crying out with the intensity of her orgasm and I billowed after
her.

I rolled off her as soon
as I was done. My hunger was satiated the best it’d been since Bem,
but I felt guilty. I shouldn’t have done that. Luke was my friend,
she was his sister and since I had no intentions of
being
with Eliza it
wasn’t fair to sleep with her. Not with how deeply hurt she was
with Keegan’s rejection. Maybe us having sex had been inevitable,
we were alike in a lot of ways. Then again, the reflection of
myself in her was exactly why I hadn’t wanted to pursue anything.
She represented all the things I loathed in myself, all my
weaknesses. Suddenly I was filled with disgust again and I got up
roughly.

“
Well,” she said as I
pulled my pants back on. “I feel better.”

“
I don’t,” I
muttered.

“
Ajani,” she started but I
interjected.

“
Eliza, Forget this even
happened and don’t interfere with my personal life
again.”

Silently, she rolled away from me on to her
side. I looked away as her shoulders tensed and her back quivered.
Comforting her would contradict everything I’d just said, so I
didn’t. Instead, I left. I opened the door entering the hallway at
the same time Luke was sliding the door of our opposite box
shut.

“
Got everything squared
away?” Luke asked smiling. “I suppose I’ll have to let that room
cool off before I go in there, eh?”

“
Yeah,” I muttered
awkwardly. I stood, blockading the door from him.

“
Eliza’s in another one of
her tizzies. She’s been so unlike herself since Keegan. I don’t
understand it. It wasn’t that long of a time they were together
anyway. A couple weeks? Want to come help me track her
down?”

The horror on my face must have said it all
because he instantly guessed what’d I’d done.

“
You know where she is?”
It took him all of two seconds to put it together. “You fucked
her?”

“
I’m sorry,” I
stammered.

“
What the fuck!” he
yelled.

“
She came in on me in
another girl and then she antagonized me into—

“
You better never do that
shit again,” Luke said angrily jabbing me in the chest.

“
I won’t,” I promised. “I
didn’t mean to the first time.”

“
How do you accidently ram
someone’s sister?”

I realized any type of explanation was going
to make it worse.

“
You’re right,” I said
back simply. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

I thought Luke was going to hit me. Which
frankly I probably deserved, but he didn’t.

He still looked pissed but he nodded,
accepting my apologies.

“
You’re the first friend
I’ve had in a while,” Luke explained. “But don’t fuck Eliza, she’s
complicated and you’re not interested, so don’t even go
there.”

“
You’re right,” I
agreed.

“
I told you not to wait so
long to feed!”

“
Yeah, I know. You were
right about that too,” I said, relieved that he wasn’t unfriending
me over this.

“
I’m always right. Where
are the bathrooms on this train?”