Page 40 of On Your Knees

“You think you’ve won?”I purr, as I drag my gloved fingers up his arm in a slow, deliberate swipe.“No, sweetheart, all you did was earn yourself a few seconds.”

I shift, pressing closer, my leg brushing his. He tenses, not pushing me away, yet he doesn’t pull me closer either.

“If I had caught you down there, I would’ve had you against the nearest wall.”My fingers skim up his chest, tracing the rapid beat of his heart through his shirt.“My friend would have pinned you to it for me and whispered in your ear exactly what I planned to do to you. How I’d make you squirm beneath me, how he would tilt your headdown and make you watch me while I took my time with you.”

Arlo sucks in a breath, his grip on the metal bar tightening.

I smirk beneath my mask.“But since you were clever enough to make it this far, I’ll give you a treat.”

The ride shudders to life. Zeland is waiting, his arms crossed, watching us like he already knows how this is going to play out.

“When those doors open, you get one last chance to run,”I murmur close to Arlo’s ear.“Because next time?”I reach up and run my nails over his jaw.“Next time, you will drop to your knees for me and be prepared to fuck my pussy with your tongue.”

The Ferris wheel lurches to a stop and the door clicks open.

I lean back, flicking my fingers toward the exit.“Go on, sweetheart.”

Arlo doesn’t hesitate. He bolts.

“You let him go? I was looking forward to joining you.”

I lift up the bottom of my mask slightly to speak to him normally. “As much as I wanted to fuck him on this ride, I need to know he wants this. I want him on his knees for me, plus it will make for good content. Looks like we’ve gotta run again.”

We easily catch up to Arlo, watching as he twists sharply, skidding through the arched entrance to a maze of mirrors. As we follow behind him, the lights flicker, and his reflection stretches and multiplies, warping intoendless versions of himself. We follow him, the click of my boots echoing around us.

“Nowhere left to run, sweetheart,”I tease.

Arlo spins, trying to find the real me, but I’m everywhere. I can tell he is getting tired, the ache now burning in his veins. Sadly for him, I know exactly where he is.

Moving swiftly, I slide in beside him as Zeland’s hand fists into his shirt, yanking him back into his body while I step around them, so Arlo is staring at my glowing neon mask.

“On your knees.”The command is soft, almost gentle, but there’s no mistaking it for anything less than an order. It’s hard to separate this man from my friend.

He resists for a second. A last shred of defiance. But Zeland places his hands on Arlo’s shoulders, forcing him down.

As the floor meets his knees, I slide a finger beneath his chin, tilting his face so he is looking at the masked version of me.

“That’s better,”I whisper, stroking his jaw, and he shivers beneath my touch.“You run so well, but I think you look even prettier like this.”

Chapter Fifteen

Arlo

Sweat drips down my temple as I gaze up at the masked woman. The masked man behind me twists his fingers in my hair, forcing me to stop looking at her and turn to him.

“Tell her how much you want her pussy. Beg her for it.”

“Please,” I whisper, my cheeks heating as my embarrassment rises to the surface. I’m so inexperienced I shouldn’t have done this.

The masked man behind me rips my head back by my hair. I can see his reflections in the mirrors surrounding us, and he pushes his erection against the back of myhead.

“You can do better than that. Don’t be scared, even if you do look pretty with pink cheeks.”

“Please,” I say louder. “Please let me lick your pussy. I want to taste you.”

“What a good boy. Good boys get rewarded. When he lets go of you, I want you to lift my tutu and take what you want.”

The masked man lets go of my head and my eyes widen when I notice another shadow in the room standing by the door with his arms crossed over his chest and his mask turned off.

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