My body curls in my seat, my back arching slightly as this thing works its way between my legs in the most diabolical way possible.
I feel the quivering of my legs. This is the first time I’ve felt them since I no longer had control of my own body. Since I let a man who’s not even next to me mess with my mind by his own will.
My head remains buried in Liam’s sleeve, my teeth sunk in it. I cannot count the number of times I’ve felt myself reach cloud nine only for the vibration to stop then resume again. Killian is torturing me and I’m sure he’s having fun doing so.
My cheeks burn red with embarrassment. I cannot believe I am next to his brother, holding onto him at this very moment. This is the next to shame I’ve experienced in my entire life yet my mind is too distorted to think about this part properly. Follow current novᴇls on novel-fire.net
I let out a squeal, loud enough for anyone next to me to hear. I can feel it again. My fingers tighten around Liam’s arm as my breath quickens. My feet kicks against each other and my body is shaking in my seat. The vibration dissolving every bit of strength in me is intense.
Liam doesn’t say a word. His calm reaction is the one thing keeping me less uncomfortable in this situation.
Unlike the other times I was edged, this time, I was not. I feel the braincells in charge of thinking shatter in my head. I feel my body tense up then untense. I feel heat brew up all over my body at the ocean forming up within my thighs.
It’s almost like he wants me to come. My brows waver. I am so close to doing so.
“Tell him to stop.” I breath, murmuring the only words I could muster. “Please, I’ll make a mess, tell him to stop.” I pant, keeping my head buried underneath the blanket while letting Liam’s arm be a pillow to sink in. The last thing I want is my face to be seen while begging the brother of the man I’m in love with to tell his brother to not make me come.
If someone ever told me I’d find myself in this situation yesterday, I would not have believed.
“Pl. . . e. . .ase.” I whimper. It’s getting harder to control my moans. My mouth widens. It seems to me that Killian programmed it to go faster. And faster. Almost like he can see what he’s doing to me.
Almost like he can see my body writhe and enjoys it.
I sink my teeth in my bottom lip, an attempt not to catch the attention of anyone else in this van, silencing myself. I cannot risk it. My eyes widen. I can feel my core clench around the vibrator in me. I can feel my orgasm coming.
I can feel every single thing I’m supposed to at this moment and the only thing I can mutter are the short, quickened breaths.
A sudden movement makes my body jerk forward, accompanied by the stop of the van. This vehicle is not in motion any longer. And so is the same as the vibrator.
Killian stopped. Just at the peak of it. I don’t know whether to be thankful or disappointed. It doesn’t change the fact that my wetness is everywhere and the van has come to a halt.
“We’re here!” Kate chimes, getting up. Really? My legs are beaten to a pulp and I don’t even want to see the seat beneath me. I swallow, remaining still against Liam’s body.
“Everyone give me a second, I’ll speak with the driver but you all can come out if you want.” Kate gushes, walking out in front. I don’t even want to move out from here.
“Wait here. I’ll get him to come to you.” Liam’s voice cooes in my ears.
“Thank you.” simmers out my lips like a softened whisper.
“After all that. . .” He pauses. “Activity,” Liam adds. I can tell he’s trying to be respectful but with my now sound mind, it’s not helping knowing that he knows. “It’s the least I can do.”
I let my hand fall down his sleeve, abashed. I hear a chuckle resound in my ears. Liam mutters something in a foreign language, one I can guess to be Russian. This is going to be one hell of a day.