Page 153 of Cruel Devotion

“At this point. . .I don't give a fuck.” Lei's fingers slipped beneath the lace barrier and delved deep into my wetness.

I moaned, “Oh.”

The sensation of Lei's fingers inside me was overwhelming.

It was a sweet torment.

“Fuck,” I whispered through gritted teeth as the intensity built within me.

Unable to stop myself, I surrendered. My hips moved in sync.

“But. . .I really should focus. Huh?” Lei's gaze met mine as his finger’s pace quickened. “Are your panties blue?”

“Oh.”

“Are they?”

I panted. “Y-yes.”

“Good job,friend.” He pulled that finger out of me, raised it to his mouth, and sucked on the wet digit, getting all of my arousal into his mouth.

I groaned.

“Now, you get your surprise.”

I blinked. “What surprise?”

In a fluid motion, Lei dove his hand into his pocket and pulled out something that caught the light in an unusual way.

I squinted and studied the objects.

They looked like a pair of high-tech finger covers, crafted from a dark blue silicone that shimmered slightly under the cabin’s light.

“What's that?”

A devilish smirk spread across his face. He slipped one onto his thumb and the other onto his index finger.

My curiosity was super piqued by these finger covers.

Look at the Mountain Master, showing me how much of a freak he truly can me.

Smiling, I leaned in closer. “Lei, seriously what are those?”

“They're an invention I came across yesterday, while I was thinking of something to. . .use on you.”

“On me?”

“Yes, on you.”

“What do they do?”

“They vibrate.”

My eyebrows shot up. “Vibrate. . .”

All types of wicked thoughts came to mind.

With his other hand, he pressed a tiny button on the side of one of the covers.

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