Page 77 of Darkness of Mine
I scowl. “I’m not a child.”
Scolding eyes snap to me. “You wanted something and instead of asking for it like a good girl, you did something you knew would get my attention. Something I had explicitly said no to.”
“We needed to go,” I argue.
River dips his chin in agreement. “We did. But that’s not why you did it, is it?”
I swallow, the low-level tremors in my core making it hard to focus. He’s right though. I could have found another way, but I wanted to make a point. “Sometimes actions speak louder than words,” I say.
River chuckles. “I whole-heartedly agree.” He taps the button on the app and I bite my lip, gripping the vinyl booth as the toy vibrates against my clit to the point of pain. “Too much,” I say, trying to squirm away from the toy.
Oz and Eli clamp a hand down on my thighs and hold them apart. My head hits the cushioned backrest as the unforgiving intensity oscillates between pain and pleasure until I’m right on the precipice.
The vibrations stop, stealing my climax away.
“No,” I whimper, sagging against the seat. I’m too far gone to care that we’re in a public place, too wired and too desperate not to need the release River’s holding just out of reach.
Through dazed eyes I see River hand the phone to Eli.
The fucker smirks. “This is going to be fun.”
I close my eyes and try to pull myself together as much as possible.
“This is all in your control, Freya. It stops when you tell me what you need,” River says, the timbre of his voice doing unfair things to my already aroused state.
“I need you to stop,” I try my luck, knowing that’s not what he means, but River just clicks his tongue.
“No, you don’t.”
The edging continues throughout dinner. Eli eases off enough for me to eat when the food arrives but other than that the four of them pass River’s phone around, taking it in turns to torment me.
By the time we’ve finished our drinks, I’m beyond a mess. My skin tingles all over, hypersensitive to the slightest touch. Sweatsticks my shirt to my back and my panties are so soaked I can smell my own arousal.
Oz increases the intensity and I curl into his side, resting my forehead on his shoulder. “Ozzie, please.”
He moves his hand away from the phone and lifts my chin. “You know seeing you like this has me hard as steel.” His eyes dilate as he looks down at me. “You have no idea how beautiful you look right now. Cheeks flushed the cutest pink, hair a mess. I can see how hard your nipples are through your shirt and bra. And that little breathy sound you make, jeez Freya, you could send a man to heaven with that sound.”
“Oz.” Seeing myself through his eyes is almost enough to make me forget what they’re doing to me. But then he uses his free hand to up the vibrations and my stomach clenches. My eyes drift back and I cling to his knit sweater as he brings me so close pleasure coils tight at my core. “Please, Oz.”
He nods across the table. “Ask River.”
I shift in my seat and beg, too far gone to care at this point. “Please, Sir.”
River waits and then, “No.”
The vibrations cut off and I groan, my forehead slumping against the table.
Oz hands the phone back to River and Eli interlocks his fingers with mine. “Come on, let’s play pool. I, for one, could use a distraction.” I catch sight of him pressing the heel of his hand against the bulge in his pants and take a little satisfaction that this isn’t just torture for me.
Pool, though, proves somewhat difficult when you have a vibrator between your legs. Especially when Eli decides to play dirty when he realizes I’m going to beat him. I’m on the black when he’s still got three stripes left to pot but somehow, he’s got River’s phone again and the fucker keeps increasing the speed every time I take a shot.
After my third messed up shot River comes up behind me. He folds his body over mine as I line up the shot, placing his hands on the cue next to my trembling ones.
“I know how to play pool, River. It’s your fault I haven’t won yet.”
River presses into me, letting me feel his hard length against my ass. “Humor me.”
Together, we draw back the cue. Eli spikes the vibrator but River’s hands keep the cue steady and we sink the black.
