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“You’re not going to be able to keep her out forever you know.”
“I know.” He looked a bit haunted. Or maybe that was hunted. “But I can at least hold her off till Jake’s home and then maybe he can talk some sense into her.”
“Oh yeah, both of them will just love having that talk.”
“Well, she sure as hell hasn’t listened to any of us.”
None of them were going to tell Jake while he was overseas. The man was in a war zone, they weren’t going to distract him with things they could take care of until he got home. That was something all of them were in agreement about, even Olivia. Although Olivia’s idea of taking care of the situation was probably more along the lines of getting Lexie entrenched in the scene before Jake got home so there was nothing he could do about it when he finally arrived.
Both men sighed at the same time and shared a look of sympathy. Although at least Rick didn’t have feelings for Lexie that were anything other than brotherly. He had his own little minx to take care of.
Which reminded him...
Reaching into his pocket, he found the more triangularly shaped remote, the one for her panties, and hit the button. Maria actually jumped in her seat, her legs pressing together underneath the table. Putting his hand so it curved over her shoulder and neck, he could feel the rapid beat of her pulse against his palm. He’d timed it so he touched her right as he’d turned on the vibrator in the panties, giving her a secondary reason to have jumped, one the people around them could see.
Maria looked up at him, dark eyes filled with growing need, and he was so close he could hear the small whimpering sound she made in the back of her throat. Smiling genially at her, he could practically feel the frustration coming off of her in waves as he turned he gave her shoulder a squeeze and released it, turning his attention back to Patrick.
He glanced at the clock on the wall. Since he’d wanted a private room with a bed, he’d booked the Arabian Nights themed room. It’d be ready for them in about half an hour. Until then, he was going to truly enjoy using his new toys.
Gripping the underside of the table, Maria tried to keep from moaning or screaming as the panties and plug went off simultaneously inside of her for the first time. She was recklessly on edge, almost past the point of caring that people were watching if she could just freaking cum. Rubbing her thighs together, she could feel the slickness at the top of them; she’d soaked through her panties already, and yet found no relief.
The clit vibrator turned off again, leaving just the anal one humming away inside of her. Rick was too damned good at keeping the clit vibrator from becoming stimulating enough to get her off. She’d have to rock herself against the stool she was sitting on in order to get enough stimulation to come, and it would be pretty obvious to everyone what she was doing. Maria wasn’t quite at that point.
Yet.
At first she’d glared at Rick every time he tormented her with the little toys. Now the looks she was giving him were a lot more pleading. The smug bastard sat there, with a smug little smile on his face, talking with Patrick and acting like there was absolutely nothing going on. Except for the stupid, smug little gleam in his eye.
If she wasn’t so turned on, she might have smacked him.
If she thought he’d put up with it, she’d definitely jump him. But she was pretty sure it would just lead to some kind of punishment for trying to top from the bottom. Especially since they were in Stronghold, and if the punishment was more teasing than he’d already planned, she didn’t think she could take it.
So her only option was to just sit here and try to follow his example, keep acting normal, until he was ready to stop the teasing.
Concentrating on the conversations going on around her was freaking impossible. Fortunately no one seemed to mind if she just smiled and nodded a lot.
Suddenly Rick was at her side, his hand gripping her arm. She looked up at him in surprise; the world had kind of fuzzed out for a minute. “What?”
“I said it’s time for us to head up to our room,” he said, his stupid grin becoming even smugger.
“Oh thank God,” she said, without thinking. And then blushed as the chuckles and giggles erupting around her.
Angel patted her hand sympathetically, although she didn’t hide her smile. Whatever. Maria didn’t care. Right now she was a horny slut and they could laugh all they wanted as long as she got her orgasm.
Tottering in her heels, she had to cling to Rick going up the stairs. Partly because she wasn’t used to wearing heels that high and partly because her leg muscles felt weak from all the stimulation between them. Fortunately nothing was vibrating right now or she might have just collapsed on the floor.
“In here, beautiful,” Rick said, opening the door and ushering her in. It was like walking into a desert fantasy, something straight out of a cheesy romance novel, with the entire room draped in fabric and just a hint of incense in the air. Rick’s hand on her back pressed her forward, pushing her toward the large circular bed on the left side of the room.
Maria was feeling incredibly submissive, maybe as a result of her desperate need to come, and so she just stood there and let Rick undress her before ordering her into the center of the bed. The bed was equipped with restraints on long chains, allowing Rick to arrange in her the shape of a large X.
There was very little give in the bonds after he was done, her body was stretched out and completely open to him. She watched as he went over to what looked kind of like a closet and pulled his bag out, setting it down beside the bed where it would be within easy reach.
Then he crawled up onto the bed, still fully clothed, laying himself down on top of her and kissed her.
And kissed her.
And kissed her.
Whimpering into his mouth, Maria undulated beneath him, trying to rub her body against his as he did nothing more than take his time with long, drugging kisses. It was torture of the worst kind when she desperately wanted, needed, more from him. Heat sizzled up her spine as she tried to rock against him, but Rick’s hands just went down to her hips and held them in place as he continued kissing her.
