Page 46 of The Laughing Game

“And I’ll feed you pieces of food from my hand if you’re very good and quiet and patient.”

Holy. Fuck.I nodded my head.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Please,” I whispered.

Gideon glanced over.

“Oh no,” he said. “It’s started.”

Vihaal lifted another M&M to my lips. I had my mouth open when he got it there, and this time, instead of simply placing the candy on my tongue, he used two fingers to apply pressure and cause me to open wide. My gaze flashed sideways and he regarded me with much satisfaction. He held my gaze as he dropped another M&M in my mouth, then withdrew his fingers, rubbing the tips over my teeth and lips as he did.

“You’re going to make a lovely, lovely submissive.”

At that moment, it was all I wanted to be. I didn’t give a fuck about the movie. I wanted Vihaal to take me into the bathroom and put me on my knees and fuck my face.

What is happening to me?

I didn’t recognize myself but I really liked the bold, shameless person I’d become.

I turned to gaze at Vihaal as I swallowed the candy down, hoping to convey some of what I was feeling. I saw his eyes widen and lips part in the semi-darkness. After a glance at our surroundings, he leaned close, took my chin between his finger and thumb and kissed me with more passion than I was expecting.

I opened to him without question and lost myself in the surprise and honesty of it. It didn’t last long—we were in public—but when he released me, he mouthedthank youand smiled with obvious affection.

My cheeks—and other things lower down—heated as he held me with a look. I waited, outwardly patient but inwardly aflame, for another candy.

Vihaal fed me M&Ms, one at a time, playing with my willingness to submit, teasing my tongue and the insides of my cheeks, to see what he could get away with. When he stopped, I looked over and he showed me the empty bag, frowned and shrugged his shoulders.

The disappointment hit me hard. The sweet chocolate, the teasing, and this mild act of submission had been surprisingly lovely. And now there was no more candy, no more Vihaal touching me in such an intimate way, and soon the movie would end and we’d have to go our separate ways.

“You didn’t watch any of it, did you?” Gideon asked when the credits started rolling.

“Don’t be mad at Angel, it was entirely my fault. I couldn’t keep my hands off him.”

“I’m sure that’s true,” Gideon muttered. “And I can’t really blame you. Next time, I’m just bringing Angel.”

“Oh, thank God,” Vihaal muttered.

Gideon narrowed his eyes.

“It’s a good thing there was a buffer between the two of you,” I said, clicking my tongue. “And it’s a good thing it was me.”

Gideon snorted. “Oh, honey, you can get between us anytime you like.”

“Yes,” Vihaal agreed. “Anytime.”

We parted with smiles and plans for Gideon and me to go to the mall the following week, even though that seemed like too long a wait.

When I got back to my car, I put the key in the starter lock and turned it.

Nothing.

I tried again, but the engine didn’t turn over. It didn’t even try to.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.Had I renewed my CAA membership?

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