Page 117 of Hurt Me Not
“Enjoying yourself, pretty girl?”
I jumped, but I would know that voice anywhere. I tried to turn around to look at her, but her hands came to my shoulders, keeping me in place.
Tingles played on my skin wherever she touched. I leaned back, enjoying the heat radiating off her.
“Answer me,” she ordered as she nibbled on my ear.
“I am. Why do you ask?”
“What are you enjoying? Be specific.” It sounded like a command, and my body responded immediately. “Is it that people are watching? Is it that she’s being worshipped by two people? Would you like that?”
Her finger came up to graze over my dress, touching a nipple lazily. My heart raced in my chest. My breathing caught.
“What if I did? Would you be mad?”
Her hands traveled down my body to my thighs. She pushed up my dress as a hand traveled inward and up.
“Furious,” she said, her lips at my ear.
I let out a small moan.
“Why is that?”
“Because I’m game if you want to put on a show for them and let them know how hard I can make you come, but I won’t share you.”
“I don’t think you’re calling the shots anymore,” I said, and I had to suppress a groan because her hand was killing me. It was just short of where I needed it more, and she knew it too.
“You forget that the contract is still in place,my little slut.”
At that, she ran one finger over my pussy, and I shook all over. But when I tried to turn around again, she moved her finger inside my panties and rubbed it against my clit. My body was reacting, Leaning into her. I wanted so much more.
“It’s not going to be that easy, Emerson.”
I was lying through my teeth. I was soaked, she could feel it, and she’d barely touched me at all. I would do anything she wanted as long as she didn’t stop touching me.
But I didn’t only want to be her slut. I wanted to behers.
So I gritted my teeth and tried to pretend that she wasn’t affecting me.
She took her other hand and moved it up, under my dress, until she found my nipple. And then she squeezed.
“I know,” she whispered, and I bit my lip not to moan as she worked both hands under my dress. I was so fucking close already. “I don’t want easy. I wantyou.”
My hands went up and around her neck as if they had a mind of their own. I couldn’t stop myself from grinding my ass against her.
And then she inserted one finger inside me, and I gasped. People were all around us, but their eyes were on the others up there, not on us. But just like at her office, the idea of someone watching was… enticing.
“Did you hear me, Pearl?”
I nodded, and she added a second finger. Fuck, this was torture. I wanted to beg her to fuck me harder. For her to make me come on her fingers right there. I wanted people to see.
When she added a third, I was on the edge of a cliff, and I was going down.
“I love you, Pearl. I’ve always loved you. There’s no one else in the world for me.”
Her fingers were inside me, but her words were my undoing. I couldn’t stop my orgasm, and it hit me like a freight train. She kept fucking me through it as she kissed the underside of my ear over and over.
When I stopped shaking, she finally let me look at her.
