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As she steps up to my room’s window, the tingle of excitement I was anticipating skates down my spine, landing between my legs in warm arousal. While she watches, I explore the room slowly, browsing the clear shelves against the wall. There is an assortment of vibrators and dildos, among other things.
As my fingers brush each item, deliberating my decision, I notice the woman moving in the corner of my eye. Turning toward her, I notice her pointing to an item high on the shelf.
With a twinkle in my eye, I pick up a pink silicone wand vibrator. Looking back at her, I gesture toward the vibrator to be sure this is what she was pointing to.
With a smile, she nods.
Behind her, a man approaches, watching me too. That tingle down my spine hits harder.
Biting my lip, I press the power button on the vibrator. It’s a quiet buzz, subtle and soft enough to make my body light up with excitement.
On the lowest setting, I graze the vibration over my right breast, letting the hum wake up my bloodstream, causing my thighs to clench. Letting my head hang back, I slide the silicone down, over my belly, and just tease my clit with a delicate touch.
Even on the lowest setting, this toy is effective.
It’s definitely right for my first time in the room. I don’t really want to go overboard.
So with the couple still watching, I carry the vibrator over to the bed. But she’s pointing at something again, grabbing my attention. This time, she’s gesturing at something hanging from the wall. Turning toward the black clamps hanging from silver chains, I grin.
“This?” I ask, picking up one of the nipple clamps.
With a lustful gaze, she nods again. Her boyfriend is stroking her arm and then her neck, but she’s still watching me.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the window, I unclasp my bra, letting the fabric fall away as I touch the vibrator to my nipples again, causing them to harden with arousal. Once they are stiff peaks, I take the clamps and watch the window as I slip the first one on.
With the low light outside the room, I can see both the faint outlines of the people on the other side and my own subtle reflection. And I watch myself as I clamp the second one in place, the pain sending flames of excitement to my panties. I’m wet and ready to touch myself.
Leaning one hand back on the bed, I pick up the vibrator and stare at my own faint reflection as I press the buzz to my clit. I look amazing in the window, metal clasps hanging from my breasts, and my thighs clenched together. The woman I see in that reflection is strong and empowering and beautiful, regardless of how thick her thighs are or how round her belly is.
When I feel the first wave of pleasure, easing off so I don’t come too soon, I notice more than just the four original eyes. There is a crowd now.
I feel them watching. I feel their arousal from watching me. And it spurs on my own.
My panties stay on as I increase the intensity of the vibrator, pressing it harder against my clit and falling back onto the mattress. My back arches and my hair hangs over the black cotton of the sheets as I grind myself against the humming silicone between my legs.
The sensation of the clamps and the eyes and the vibration quickly becomes too much and soon, I’m soaring through clouds of euphoria. My orgasm carries me away, so intense I have to clench the sheets tight in my fist, letting out a guttural cry so loud, I know they can hear me on the other side of the glass.
When I finally pull the vibrator away from my body, I have to lie still on the bed and wait for my heartbeat to slow down before I stand. When I finally rise from the bed, I’m practically on top of the world, buzzing with excitement and pride.
Then, without warning, the door to the room swings open, and I’m left staring at a furious-looking Garrett.
RULE #28: LET YOUR INNER CAVEMAN OUT.
Garrett
My cock has never been so hard in all my life.
Hunter was the one to sprint into the office while I was on a call with the talent agent to tell me that there was something in the hall I needed to see. I assumed it was a group or someone getting out of hand. I did not in a million years expect to seemyMia alone in room three, her nipples in clamps and a pink vibrator between her legs.
It was like the first time I saw her on my phone all over again.
And just like that night, she was beautiful beyond compare. So gorgeous up there, it almost hurt to watch. The other people in the hall could feel it too, their eyes glued to her quivering body and the arch of her spine as she made herself climax.
I didn’t even know this was a gift, but here she is. Somehow making something normally perceived as awkward and vulgar look like a fucking art form. This isn’t a grotesque display of her pussy or something meant to make us feel dirty for watching. Not a single person in the room can look away.
I should be furious. I should rush in there, shut the curtain and carry her out, but I can’t move. My body is frozen in place, and I’d kill anyone who tried to stop her now.
When she finally does reach her orgasm, her moan barely making it through the glass between us, not a single person in this hallway even breathes. It’s as if she takes us with her, like we can feel what she’s feeling. The vision of her, white hair splayed, tan skin against the black fabric and pert breasts shuddering with her climax, will forever be etched in my mind. A stunning mental photograph I’ll have until the day I die.
