Page 44 of SNOB

“Keep your fingers off the Tom Ford.” Mac looks over his shoulder before he steps back. “Make it quick.” He moves towards the art building’s main doors.

Sweat forms on my skin as the cops surround me. It’s hard not to glare as Mac leans against the wall, tapping at his phone. Casual. Cool. Collected. As for me? I'm fed to the piranhas.

What the fuck did he put inside me?

As if he hears my question, a vibration rolls within me, shooting from my ass and exploding through my body. Mac’s eyes pin on mine as a wave of warmth follows.

Did he think this would help? Or is he fucking with me? Is he trying to get me arrested in the most humiliating way? How am I gonna make it through a conversation with the fucking police with a toy in my ass?

“Okay, Miss Everett.” Both cops stand in front of me like a wall of justice and I’m about to be the bird that splats into it. “Students say you were with Beau Laval on the night of March fourteenth. Is that correct?”

“I—” The toy vibrates within me before I can answer. I’ve never had something fill me back there but it does something to me. It’s enough to distract me from my words. “Ye—” It vibrates again, this time harder. Glancing at Mac, his eyes narrow like he’s hearing every word. “I-I can’t recall.” That might seem like a lie, but right now, that’s the truth. The only thing on my mind is how Mac toyed with me last night. And this morning. It’s the same way he toys with me now.

The vibrations stop, plunging me back to reality in front of the cops.

“That’s convenient,” one cop responds.

“Did you happen to see Beau Laval at Sun House?” the other asks.

The toy vibrates again, my thighs pressing together. “I-I was—” The cops must see something on my face. Hatred? Desire? Whatever it is makes one cop tilt his head to the side. “I remember…” My voice trails as that toy vibrates some more, the feeling of it making my hands turn to balls. “I remember nothing.” My mind is blank, this toy bringing me to places far from here.

I’d be lying if I said I wanted it to stop. It’s not like I can pull it out. The vibrations stop when I’m quiet. Then it hits me.

That’s what he wants.

“Miss Everett?”

The toy vibrates again, getting my attention as I bite my tongue. My eyes shift to Mac's and he tilts his head towards the cops. “Sorry, I-I didn’t get thaaat.” My hand hits the wall, bracing it as the sensation heightens. Fuck, that feels really good.

“If you’re lying, you’ll be in much more trouble,” one cop says.

“That’s jail time,” the other follows. “What do you remember about Beau Laval that day?”

The toy turns on again, heat rising to my cheeks. It makes me gasp between my words, “I—I don’t…” The feeling rolling through me is the best I’ve felt all day. He’s taking me right there, stars forming in my eyes. “I don’t remember—” Can I have an orgasm like this? The pressure building tells me it's possible. Another gasp cuts me off as my canal tightens around one end of the toy. “I really don’t know.”

My brain is far from Beau. It’s on what it would feel like if those same thick fingers that filled me earlier would fill my ass in the same way. My nipples harden under my shirt, my nails scratching against the brick as sweat builds on my body.

Be confident. Keep eye contact.

My eyes narrow on the cops, my gaze moving between them as I try to keep my head high.

“Miss Everett, are you alright?” An officer’s hand comes to my shoulder. The vibrations intensify causing massive waves of euphoria to flow through me. Like a thousand lightning bolts. A million butterflies. “Miss Everett?”

I’m not doing anything Mac told me to and I don’t care.

I’m so fucking close. I want that release.

I need that release.

Bracing harder against the wall, my teeth sink into my tongue so hard a metallic taste fills my mouth.

“She’s in distress,” one officer says.

“Miss Everett, you should get some water and calm down,” the other says, moving his hand from my shoulder. “You’re hysterical.”

The cops mutter something to each other as the vibrations stop, right when I’m almost fucking there.

“You’re free to go. For now.”

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