Page 12 of Kings of Lust
‘I’m not going to compare you two if that’s what you were after...,’ I muttered, knowing that the answer wouldn’t please him either way.
Without asking again for an explanation, he pulled up his boxers, and left the bed, heading towards the table.
I didn’t say a word. Just watched his moves thoughtfully, as he filled a glass of wine then downed it in only a few sips as if it was some medicine that he urgently needed. He then turned to face me, with anger raising on his face while the nervous twitch of his lips was bringing my heart to thump with extreme pulsing in my ears.
‘I have a present for you,’ his voice so devious that I knew that nothing good could ever come out of it.
And I was proven to be right only moments later as a small black box appeared in his hands.
‘What’s that?’ I quivered, running the possibilities through my mind, imagining all sorts of things, but not even for a second, guessing what really hid beneath the wrapping.
His eyebrow arched with molten contempt ‘Something that will help you understand who’s who.’
What the fuck was that supposed to mean?
My sight remained fixed on his hands as he removed some paper wrapping while a knot seized control of my stomach. It didn’t take him long before he brought to light a small pink teardrop object, that only seemed to have an on/off button. It was a sort of device, though I couldn’t figure out its use or what was the big deal about it. But I did realize that he was going to use it on me since the moment it was free out of its wrapping, Ferris began walking towards the bed, playing with the gadget between his fingers.
Suddenly, I felt ashamed, as the nakedness of my body seemed to be too obvious, wearing only rags of the dress that now was lying ripped around me.
‘What are you doing?’ My voice trembled at his approach, recognizing his specific madness shining so brightly all across the space.
‘You ask too many questions.’ A crooked smile appeared in the corner of his mouth while leaning his torso above mine, searching for what I thought out to be a kiss. But he stopped less than an inch from my lips as his fingers began playing between my folds, searching the last traces of dampness.
He had a message that I needed to comprehend to its very last letter ‘I want you to know how it feels to be without me.’ Whispered words fell softly on my ears as I felt his fingers slipping inside of me, thrusting so hard it almost hurt.
Soon, I realized that it wasn’t only his fingers, and after his tongue brushed a final time against my mouth, he retreated to the couch leaving the small pink device within me. This was his punishment for sleeping with Brax, driven by extreme jealousy, probably trying to hurt me as I had hurt him.
Since not manythingshad ever reached that area of my body, I didn’t fully understand at first what the gadget was supposed to do, except provoke a slight discomfort.
‘Can you believe that they made these things Wi-Fi controlled?’ Ferris smiled with devilish enthusiasm as he began playing on his phone.
‘What’sthis?’ Maybe I was foolish, but I had no idea what his plans were regarding me.
‘Give me a sec,’ he answered still playing on his phone as if I could be in any way impatient regarding the object. I was scared and curious, but not the least bit eager.
‘Done,’ he grinned as a small vibration pierced through my walls, taking me by surprise and forcing my feet to brace into the mattress. I did expect something like it to be the purpose of the gadget. It wasn’t like I thought he was going to electroshock me. Still, it was almost like I couldn’t process the thought. I would have expected such an idea from Cole, but not from him.
‘Why are you doing this? I told you that I didn’twantto sleep with Brax. I had to!’ My voice filled with anger. Every thought of how the night could develop was extraordinarily distant from what was really happening.
‘Do you think that I’m mad or jealous because you slept with Brax?’
‘You’re not!?’ His answer confused me, especially since I thought I’d figured at least that part out.
As if sitting on barbed wire he quickly rose, then paced to the table and poured himself another glass of wine. I think he stood there for minutes without providing me with an answer, just glancing straight at my body as it was nervously trying to adjust to the interior vibration.
Ferris knew all too well that I wasn’t going to find any sort of release without him next to me. In fact, that was what he was counting on. That I would squirm as if being subjected to the Chinese drop, over and over again until the sensation of helplessness might break me.
I wasn’t even sure when he disappeared into the bathroom, but was alerted of his presence there just by a dull sound of something dropping in what seemed to be the sink. It sounded like plastic, but I couldn’t tell for sure. Yet from the clinking sound as setting the object back I presumed it was some kind of tube of pills. I didn’t ask, even though after a few seconds I noticed him returning to the room. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to know. It was because I was afraid to know.
With hasty steps he rushed to the table, and grabbed the glass along with the bottle, then returned to the couch, getting comfortable to watch the free show. It couldn’t be much of a spectacle since the pulse wasn’t doing pretty much anything except to annoy me. Either way, I wasn’t going to provide him with the satisfaction of watching me break with desire. Not this time. Not like this.
Sensing his chances of success were slim to none, his finger glided upwards on his phone, increasing the vibration. ‘Just to spice things up a little,’ he waited to receive a reaction out of me.
‘Why are you acting like this if not because of Brax?’ I asked with sadness lingering on my lips, tinted with a slight disappointment.
I was disappointed that he wasn’t anything I thought he would be. He was supposed to be my support, to take my pain away, to understand me. When in reality, I now felt closer to Cole or Brax than I did tohim.
‘I didn’t say it’s not because of Brax. I told you it’s not because you slept with him. At least not entirely. You see, we weren’t saints, and I never minded sharing with Brax, or with Cole from the time he came along.’
