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I want more.
I want them more than just for a game. I want to know what it feels like to have all that power aimed at me. No fake muscles, no drinks or drugs between us. There would just be pure fucking need, and the thought leaves a wet patch on my chair as I wiggle to get some friction.
I’ve never felt this strongly before. I’ve fucked a lot of people and sated my needs. I’m a sexual person, after all, but this? It’s never been this intense, this strong, and I’m tired of fighting it.
When a hand lands on my thigh, I realize they are as well.
Thank fuck.
FOURTEEN
Iglance up, meeting Raff’s eyes where he sits next to me, the sleeves of his shirt rolled back to his elbows. His thick, veiny forearms are visible, even in the dull lighting. His dark eyes meet mine, turbulent with his own desire. I glance down, seeing his slacks tented, his hard dick pressing against the zipper there. His hand tightens on my thigh to the point of pain, and desire flashes through me once more.
“Sit still, Reign,” he orders with an edge to his voice. “Please.”
“I can’t,” I murmur.
“Reign, please.” His eyes close as if he’s in pain. “I’m trying really hard to be a good man, but if you keep looking at me like you are imagining me buried deep in your cunt . . .”
“You’ll what?” I flirt.
His eyes snap open, and there’s a tick in his jaw. “I’m a man with excellent control, Miss Harrow, but even I can be pushed too far.” His tone is lethal as he leans in, almost pressing his lips to mine. “And you push that control every second, every single fucking day simply by existing, especially right now, looking as sexy as you do, so eyes on the film. Watch it and sit still before I forget every reason why I shouldn’t touch the pussy begging to be petted.”
“Then pet me. You want me, Raff, and I want you. Fuck your job, fuck who I am, and touch me.”
His hand slides away, gripping his chair as he averts his gaze. “Miss Harrow—”
“Fuck the Miss Harrow shit.” I slide closer, unwilling to compromise on what I want. “Do you want me, Raffiel?”
His eyes snap back to mine, black and filled with a hunger so strong, it steals my breath. “More than you could ever know.”
“Then why are you fighting this? No one has to know in the dark,” I purr. “I suppose Tucker could fulfill this need.”
His snarl makes my nipples pebble against my dress, begging to be touched and sucked by this powerful man, and my thighs are slick with my own need. It’s an empty threat, we both know that, since I would never let Tucker touch me again, but it gets me what I want.
“Such a brat, Reign. Eyes on the movie,” he demands as his hand lands back on my thigh. Turning back to the movie, I almost slump in disappointment.
His hand slides up my dress, the box’s edges obscuring his actions. I bite back my gasp as he leans in, looking to everyone else like he’s whispering about the movie. “Keep your eyes on the screen, baby, and let your new security help you with that little problem.” I shiver as he chuckles. “Be a good girl and open your legs wide for me. Let me touch what you have so desperately been flaunting at us.”
I sit back in my seat, parting my legs. In the dark, it’s naughty, and my heart thumps. Desire spirals through me, even as I control my expression like nothing is happening. I keep my eyes on the screen as if I’m watching the movie as my bodyguard slides his hand up and cups my wet pussy.
I hear the others groan. I know they are watching, and it only heightens my need. This desire has been building since I saw them outside of my pool. These beautiful men are so willing to protect me, to help me shine, and to worship the ground I walk on. They give me the confidence I need to get back out there.
“Fuck, you are so wet for us, Reign, you’re practically dripping. If we didn’t care who was watching, I would drop to my knees right here and lap up the pretty juices you made just for us.” I shudder, widening my legs farther. “I might just do it anyway. They wouldn’t see me on my knees, would they, baby? Even if they did, they would just be jealous, wishing they were getting to taste you.”
“Raff,” I beg as he strokes my folds teasingly, not giving me what I need.
“Yes, baby? What do you want? You want me to make you come? You have flaunted that tight little body since the moment we met, with your pouty lips begging to be fucked and a perky little ass begging to be spanked.”
Fucking hell.
My eyes slide shut, and he stops touching me. “Eyes on the screen, Reign, or I stop. You are here to watch the movie, after all, and I’m here to take care of you, and I will if you are a good girl.”
“Fucking hell, man, you trying to kill us?” Astro asks, and I flinch, almost forgetting they were there. For a moment, I worry what this will change, what everyone will think. Shit, am I reverting back to my old ways by seeking sex to make me feel better? But when Raff grips my pussy possessively, all those thoughts fly away, leaving nothing but desire.
“Focus on me, baby, and only on me. You will know exactly who is touching you, exactly whose fingers you are going to come all over, and then you will stand and clap when this movie finishes just like everyone else, smile, and be polite with your cum sliding down your legs. If you’re good and behave, I’ll let Astro clean you up with his tongue back in the car on the way home. He’s wanted to since the first moment he met you, isn’t that right?”
“Fuck yes,” Astro growls behind me. “Please behave, Reign. I’d die to taste your cunt.”
