Class Roar 2 by Sam Hunter

Class Roar 2 by Sam Hunter

Author:Sam Hunter [Hunter, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Urban Fantasy, R18
Published: 2021-11-22T22:00:00+00:00


21

The answer turned out to be extremely fucking hard.

If I’d had my climbing equipment, it would have been a walk in the park; but as it was, I had to improvise, securing the rope to a beam on the ceiling. It took a long time, because I needed the angle to be right, and I tested it several times to make sure that it wouldn’t just come undone or snap. Upstairs, I could hear voices and footsteps. The girls were talking about something, but Ali had stayed downstairs to help me.

The basement smelled like musty air, dust enveloping us every time I adjusted the knot on the rope and pulled it toward the hatch of the oubliette.

“Are you sure about this?” Ali asked.

She was leaning against the washing machine, a sliver of sunshine shining through the windows right above the staircase. She’d pinned her hair up in a tight bun, strands of red hair framing her pretty face. She was beautiful even in the dark, even when there was concern written all over her face, lines writing themselves on her pretty pale face.

“Not at all,” I said. Her eyebrows shot up. “I’m joking. Of course I’m sure about this.”

“What if…”

“Stop,” I said, letting go of the rope and walking closer to her. “Don’t worry. I got this.”

She sighed, and my gaze darted between her gold-hazel eyes and her parted lips. “I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I know,” I said. “And I won’t get hurt. I told you, don’t worry about this. I can climb back up, especially if you guys help.”

“It’s a long way down,” she said.

I took another step toward her, my hands on her waist as she tilted her head up so she could look into my eyes. “I know you said not to worry, but it’s hard not to worry about you,” she said. “You’re taking these crazy risks…”

“It’s not a risk. Everything is planned,” I said. “We pulled you out. You can pull me out too. I just need to know what’s down there and, you know, why the oubliette even exists in the first place.”

“I could go down there with you,” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her fox ears twitched on her head, and she pulled herself closer to me so she could kiss me on the lips. She pressed her body flush against mine and I pulled her up so she was sitting on the washing machine and I didn’t have to lean down as she continued to kiss me, her tongue warring against mine in my mouth.

She pulled away and sighed heavily, biting down softly on my lower lip as she tried to slow her breathing.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I said.

“Probably not,” she said, kissing me again, and I lost myself in her taste. She didn’t let me go for a while, wrapping her legs around my waist, pulling me close to her. She was wearing tight black leggings that clung to her curves. I slid my hands up her thighs, toward her ass.



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