Page 54 of Carnival Shadows

“Look at all those people,” I whisper against her ear. “Any one of them could look up here and see what a needy little slut you are for me.”

Eden squirms in her seat, but I hold her firmly in place. My fingers trace higher up her thigh, teasing the edge of her skirt.

“Please,” she begs, glancing nervously at the crowd below.

“Please, what?” I slip my hand under her skirt, finding her already wet through her panties. “You want everyone to see how desperate you are for me?”

The wheel moves again, taking us higher. Eden’s hips buck against my hand as I push her panties aside.

“Stay still,” I command, sliding two fingers inside her. “Unless you want them all to know exactly what we’re doing up here.”

She bites her lip to stifle a moan, her hands gripping the safety bar until her knuckles turn white. The carnival lights flash across her face, highlighting her struggle to maintain composure as I curl my fingers inside her.

“That’s it,” I growl softly. “Keep that perfect mask in place while I make you fall apart.”

My fingers move inside Eden as the Ferris wheel creaks higher. I watch her struggle to stay quiet. Her walls clench around me with each slow thrust, and I can feel her thighs trembling against my hand.

“Look down there,” I whisper in her ear. “See Lars watching us? He knows exactly what I’m doing to you right now.”

Eden’s breath hitches, her eyes darting to where Lars stands at the controls. The flush on her cheeks deepens when he smirks up at us.

“Such a good girl,” I praise, curling my fingers to hit that spot that makes her squirm. “Fighting so hard to keep quiet while I play with you in front of everyone.”

The wheel stops again, leaving us suspended at the very top. My cock strains against my jeans as Eden rocks her hips, desperately seeking more.

“Please,” she whimpers, barely audible over the carnival music. “I need?—”

“I know what you need.” I press my thumb against her clit. “But first, I want you to look out there. All those people could look up and see you falling apart on my fingers.”

Eden’s pussy clenches tight around them at my words, and I know she’s close. The thought of being exposed, of others witnessing her submission, drives her to the edge, as I knew it would.

“That’s right,” I encourage. “Show me how much you love being watched.”

I increase my pace, feeling Eden’s walls flutter around my fingers. Her breath comes in short gasps as she fights to stay quiet. The carnival music below barely masks her whimpers.

“That’s it,” I murmur against her ear. “Let go for me. Show everyone what I do to you.”

Eden’s head falls against my shoulder, her body trembling. I can feel her getting closer, her pussy gripping my fingers tighter with each thrust.

The wheel creaks as it moves again, and Eden lets out a strangled moan. The sudden motion and my relentless fingers push her right to the edge.

“Please, Remy,” she pants, her hips rocking against my hand.

I press my thumb harder against her clit, curling my fingers inside her. “Come for me, beautiful. Let them all see who you belong to.”

Her orgasm hits hard, her body going rigid beside me as she fights to stay quiet. I keep my fingers moving, drawing out her pleasure until she’s shaking and overstimulated.

The wheel brings us down to ground level, where Lars waits with that knowing smirk. Eden can barely meet his eyes as we step off, her legs unsteady.

I wrap my arm around her waist, keeping her close as we walk away from the ride. Her skin is flushed, and I can feel the slight tremors running through her body.

“Such a good girl,” I whisper, guiding her toward my trailer. “But we’re not done yet.”

I guide Eden through the carnival, my hand firm on her lower back. She’s still trembling from her orgasm on the Ferris wheel. The haunted house looms ahead, its facade decorated with cobwebs and flickering lights.

A few carnival-goers mill around the entrance, but it’s quieter than the main midway. Perfect. The actress playing a ghost bride waves people through with theatrical moans.

“Time for another lesson in control,” I murmur against Eden’s ear. “Let’s see how quiet you can stay when I’m balls deep inside of you, and there are people just feet away in the dark.”

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