Chapter 19

Lyra

The second I stepped through the door, my lungs stopped working.

Not because it was crowded. Not because the music was so loud I could feel it in my teeth. Not even because Tasha was already pulling me forward like she was leading me into a fucking rave.

It was the smell.

The heat.

The sex in the air.

That sharp, humid thickness that curled around my thighs like a whisper. My cunt clenched before I even realized what was happening. My whole body responded instinctively, like my biology just clocked where the fuck we were and was like, oh… oh fuck.

Because this wasn’t just a party.

This was a goddamn orgy disguised as a house party.

People were making out in public like they couldn’t breathe unless their tongues were down someone’s throat.

A girl in the kitchen was grinding on a guy while his hand was inside her dress. Inside. And she wasn’t even trying to hide it. Just moaning softly into his mouth as his finger