Page 61 of Ashes of Saints

Parker tugs my dress up around my waist, and I gasp.

“Hold this,” he demands.

“What are you doing?” I grab the fabric, my voice full of alarm. Then I notice something in his hands and my eyes flare wider. “Parker!”

He shifts on the seat and rubs my clit in circles while I try to retain focus. My brain is saying what the hell while my body is screaming yes!

Parker lifts his eyes to mine and my stomach fills with a million nerves as I take in the small pink device sitting in his palm. It’s plastic and has a curved end. I know what it is, perhaps instinctually. I have a dildo, but that’s as far as I’ve gone with my self-play.

“Tonight, you’ll wear this.” Parker runs it through my juices, focusing on my pussy as he speaks. “I have the control and while it is snug inside your cunt, I’ll decide when you deserve to be stimulated and pleasured.”

There’s no way I can sit through dinner in public with a sex toy inside me. He’s teasing me.

“No, I—”

“Relax Aurora, good girl. That’s it. Look at my toy slipping right into your wet cunt.” Parker presses it at my entrance and because I’m so wet, it slides right inside.

Oh fuck.

My nipples turn to granite and entire body flushes with arousal. “I can’t—”

His eyes lift to mine, halting my words, because the truth is, I don’t want him to stop. It feels good. So good. Especially when the curved part rests on my clit.

Jesus, I might come before we get there.

“Yes. You will.” Parker rasps. “Tonight, you will be meeting some important people in my life.”

I am?

I thought we were going to dinner.

“Who?”

“Friends. Others,” he replies. “Men who will want to fuck you. But you won’t show any desire for them. You won’t forget who you belong to, will you, Aurora?”

I blink.

“This device will remind you with every step you take, and with each movement you make, who owns this pussy,” Parker grunts, leaning to lick my flesh.

My brows lift in surprise at his possession.

I know he’s been over every night, but I thought this was just a sexual relationship. He never mentioned there would be other people joining us on our date.

I can’t think straight with this thing inside me. I’m on the edge of an orgasm, but as I’m unable to stimulate myself further, it’s holding me on the edge.

Oh god, this is going to be torture.

“Please.” I hear myself beg, and his lips twitch.

“That’s my girl.”

He pulls out a small black device and presses a button.

My body arches. “Oh shit.”

Pleasure shoots through my core as the vibration starts to stimulate the walls of my sex. I need more. I writhe against nothing and feel my eyes fill the more aroused I get. Even the arm on my clit is only vibrating enough to drive me more insane.

“God, you look sexy as hell,” Parker says roughly and rubs a hand over his smooth jaw.

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