Derailed (Terminal Book 2) by Lisa Marie Read Free Book Online

Turning up the radio, one of my favorite songs begins to play and I quietly sing along. Cars pass by me completely unaware of the dirty night in my very near future. Lexi steps up to my car and I have to readjust myself. She's wearing a green shiny tank top and black pants. I would almost rather take her upstairs instead of to Pothos but reservations have been made and party favors have been purchased.
    “Fuck, Lexi, you look fantastic.” I groan, reaching across the seat to open her door. She sits on the passenger seat and I remove my sunglasses before sliding my hand up her thigh stopping just before her heat. A slight blush appears on her skin and her eyelids flutter shut.
    “Where are we going? Dinner? Dancing? Movie? Sex club?” she jokes while she pulls her seatbelt over her shoulder and across her body. I can't help but smile creepily as the strap brushes her nipple causing it to harden under the silky material. When she looks back up at me she notices the smile. “What?”
    Licking my lips I ask her to repeat what she just asked as I pull out into traffic.
    “Um where are we going? What do you think I asked?” She twists her lips and shakes her head at me.
    “Well, since you asked so nicely.” She rolls her eyes at me and I chuckle, gripping her thigh a little tighter. “Have you ever heard of Pothos?”
    “Pothos? What's that?” she asks as innocently as a virgin schoolgirl. Her response makes it all the more exciting.
    “Pothos is an exclusive club, for members only. Tonight I've arranged for you to have a trial membership.” I brush the hair from her shoulder and tease her neck with my thumb.
    “Thank you – I think?” She's confused and is starting to pull away. “Look, Des, fill me in. Don't play these fuckin’ games.”
    “Okay, well Pothos is a club where all the members are there for one reason.” I smile and glance into the rearview mirror before changing lanes. “Their kink. It's a private sex club where the members set the rules and the club provides the guests,” I explain to her as I pull into the right lane to drive onto the freeway. “I've arranged something special tonight for you. I was hoping that maybe you would like to try something. You don't have to, of course, but I will be taking part.” I take her hand in mine and place it over my crotch so she can see how the thought affects me.
    “What's your kink, Des? I mean, what should I expect so I can make an educated decision?”
    “I've called ahead and set up what Pothos calls a viewing party. I'm a voyeur. I like to be watched.”
    “Who watches you? And what do you like people to see?” she questions while rubbing the seam of my pants with her fingernails.
    “Whoever I ask? I don't know. Whoever shares this kink I guess?” I inhale sharply. Her hand feels amazing. “I like them to watch me fuck. They watch me play and fuck and lick and eat the partner of my choosing. On occasion they join in when I allow. I call the shots and they do what I want.” I look over at her more turned on than ever. I have never had to describe my kink to someone before. “Tonight you get to call some of the shots.”
    “I see.” She grows quiet in the seat as she peers out the window. “And you thought I would like this?” By her tone, I start to second guess myself. Maybe she isn't as into this as I thought she might be. Is it possible I misread her?
    “I like it. If you don't like it, fine with me. But I do and it's who I am.” I shrug and slowly start raising my privacy walls again.
    “I thought we were just fuck-buddies, why are you getting all personal and shit? Are you secretly a girl? What the fuck, Des?” She doesn't hold back, blunt with a side of humor as always.
    “Yes, I am a fucking girl.” I chuckle as I pass another car. “Thought we could do something different tonight. If you don't want to when we get there you can take my car. I'll take a cab home. Okay?”
    “Jesus, would you stop trying to decide what I