Page 29 of Vile Boys

“You tried to expose me in front of everyone here,” he answers, his fingers lifting up from my panties only to slide them aside. “So now I will expose you.”

My lips part, but nothing except a suppressed whimper escapes as his fingers slip into my wetness, and I can’t freaking breathe.

How is this happening right now?

“So tell me, girl, how do you know what it was?” he asks, circling around my slit. “Did you feel it?” His sharp nose rests against my neck, hot breath fanning the flames of the fire being stoked in my body. “Did you taste it?” I can feel him grin.

Caleb licks his lip and bites on his piercing. “How did it taste, little slut?”

“You’re sick,” I hiss.

But Ares only applies more pressure with his fingers, making it hard for me to focus on what they’re saying as the lust courses through my body.

“Don’t make a sound,” Ares whispers. “Unless you want everyone to hear you moan.”

“Don’t be shy. Tell us how you came to the conclusion,” Blaine muses. “I’d love to know.”

“It obviously looked like cum,” I answer.

Ares’s shaft twitches against my ass, and I can feel it grow harder and harder, even when I thought it couldn’t get any bigger. Oh God.

No wonder he warned me to fear him.

“You think you know what our cum looks like?” Caleb muses.

Blaine sticks his finger into his dessert and licks it straight off his finger. “Interesting.”

“You’re messing with me,” I say.

“No …” Ares says, his dark voice lulling me into slow and gradual despair as I’m forced to face my own arousal from his fingers rolling around down there. “You’re the one playing with a god.”

A god?

The arrogance.

I—

Suddenly, he exposes my most sensitive spot and touches the tip, and an actual moan leaves my mouth.

I swiftly cover my mouth with my hand to prevent other noises from spilling out. But the damage is already done because I can definitely see the arrogant grins on Caleb’s and Blaine’s faces.

“I warned you, you would fear the day you would get your first orgasm from me,” Ares whispers, his fingers expertly teasing me, circling around until it almost feels like I’m going up a roller coaster of sexual ecstasy. “I’ll make you wish you never looked at me.”

He flicks his finger across my nub over and over in a way that I’ve never felt before, not even by my hand.

What is this? How is he doing this?

I can’t even think straight. That’s how consumed I am with what he’s doing to me. What he did before during the party was only a mere tease compared to this.

And it’s just his hand.

I can only imagine what his dick can do.

It prods into my ass, and I realize just how thin the layer of fabric is between us. The thought nearly drives me insane.

I should not be thinking about him like this at all.

What is wrong with me?

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