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As his hand kneads my ass, his fingers snaking closer between the cheeks, it makes me want to try this every night. The adrenaline rises through my lungs, just as his palm leaves my ass and tips of his fingers touch that sensitive skin beneath the ass cheeks, brushing slowly toward my center.
The same moment the paddle swats over her pussy once more, as he thrusts into her, my stranger’s fingers dip between my legs, slide under my panties, and push inside of me on a brutal thrust, as he presses his free hand on my chest, holding me against him. I can’t swallow the moan that sneaked its way out of me, I can only brace myself against the window frame as he continues to thrust in and out of me on the same rhythm as the man before us. I can feel an achy stretch as he pushes another finger inside of me, just as the rhythm picks up. He’s harsher now, and my knees grow weaker with each assault, his hand on my chest feeling like fire on my flesh, my eyes fixed on the couple before us.
I have a burning need to push onto his fingers, onto him. I… I want…
“More…” I whisper on a dragged moan.
Just when I think he did not hear me, my pussy stretches as he pushes one more finger inside, my lips curling inward as I bite back a screech. He holds me tighter as my legs shake, the tips of my finger pained as my grip on the window frame is impossibly tight, my body dying to do anything but stand right now. Only he thrusts harder, my body jolting with every brutal movement, and I’m floating on the precipice of a cliff… just there… at the edge… my whole entire being craving to dive into the abyss, into the unknown, into the filthy promise of ecstasy.
“Touch yourself.” A whisper brushes against my ear, so soft I’m not even sure if it came from him or from the inside of my mind. But I comply either way, and I don’t even gaze around to check if anyone is watching. I slide my hand straight under my short dress, inside my panties, and to that sensitive, swollen bundle of nerves that craves attention.
The moment the pads of my fingers touch that sensitive flesh, it spreads a current through every single part of my body, every single muscle shaking at the contact, and I’m sure that any moment now I’m going to implode.
Suddenly the man before me throws the paddle on the floor, pulls his cock out of his pants, and at the same time he presses his fingers onto her clit, he thrusts into her ass on her wanton moans. He whispers something in her ear, and she smiles through her tears, sliding farther down onto the dildo on a strained moan, and she comes so fucking hard, everything shakes—her body, the bench, the toy, his own body too… And so do I.
I come on the stranger’s fingers on shaky legs and swallowed moans, as his fingers slowly drag through my orgasm, and for a moment there, I could have sworn I hear him moan too.
I’m lost… my eyes close, my whole body leans against the stranger, and his hand on my chest glides just under my throat, holding me still when his fingers leave my drenched pussy. I feel that loss much deeper than I should, deep enough that my soul wants it all over again. It needs it. The release, this reality that should be mine in its entirety, not whatever the fuck I’m living outside of this club, but this… this was incredible. Exactly what I needed without even asking for it.
I open my eyes to see the woman before me being released from the man’s tight hold, and I don’t even know when she left the narrow bench, when she ended up in his arms, but he walks her to the door and as they walk through it, his eyes land straight on me and the man behind me.
I look back to the room, then to him, the woman now out the door too, looking straight at me as well…
Wait…
He nods, and she smiles…
Was the mirror off all along? Were… were they watching us?
I can practically feel my cheeks flush, knowing that I engaged in some sort of fetish without intention. Yes, the people around us could have been watching us too, but I doubt it, since the show behind the glass was far more enthralling. Yet the people putting it on had their eyes on us all along; as he thrust into her ass, as she slid down that dildo, as she cried in ecstasy. Me and her… we came while looking into each other’s eyes, and there’s something deeply satisfying about that.
As I slowly turn around, the stranger releases me, and moves away, just as I catch a glimpse of his black mask, thin green accents running over it, but I lose him through the darkness.
Jesus… fuck!
Watching a show behind that glass will never be the same
CHAPTERTEN
VINCENT
The busy restaurant is filled with a constant stream of noise—music, chatter, clinking of plates and cutlery—and some days I enjoy this switch, from the ever-calm atmosphere of Midnight.
“Evening.” Carter pulls a chair, distracted for a second by the waiter carrying a couple of plates of what smells like a very delicious steak. He sits across from me, taking off his sunglasses, revealing tired eyes.
“Had fun last night?” I smirk, knowing full well the extents of his activities. Except for when they ended.
A shallow grin quirks his lips. “Mmm… so much fun. What about you?” He rests his elbows on the table, intertwining his fingers, as he leans in, that grin deepening.
“It was certainly interesting.” I grab the bottle of wine and fill our glasses. Before I continue, I catch movement in the corner of my eye.
“… maybe it’s time to collect.” Finn’s voice reaches me before I turn in his direction. He takes a seat next to Carter, and Madds shows up next to me.
“Collect… what?” I ask.
Finn leans in. “You made a deal with the O’Rourke girl. You didn’t consult with us, and we’re supposed to save her? We’re supposed to get involved between O’Rourke, Holt, the Ghost, and who knows who the fuck else, so she doesn’t get married to that asshole? Why? And more importantly… for what?” he rants almost in a whisper.
“Christ, you can hold a grudge. It’s been a month. Get over it already.” Madds rolls his eyes as he signals the waiter.
