Page 15 of Hollow House
His hand slipped under my dress, hovering over the thin lace panties I wore. The second I felt him tug the material, I knew I was exposed to the room. What was I doing?
“We can’t do this here!” I insisted, a bit of urgency creeping into my voice.
His fingers brushed against my slick folds, and I moaned, unable to get more words out. My back arched against him, and he continued to tease my entrance, his fingers feeling how wet I was already.
He tipped my head up with his other hand and kissed me. His hand held my chin, wrapping around my neck. The slight pressure there heightened what I felt between my legs.
“You don’t truly believe that,” he said.
A few pairs of wandering eyes found us, watching as I remained helplessly pinned to the Wraith, my pussy exposed to the room as he teased against my entrance.
My cheeks heated an impossibly deep shade of red.“We have an audience,” I choked out.
“Let them watch,” he said, his voice stern and dripping with desire.
A single finger pushed into me, and the moan I let out was loud enough to draw more attention. People whispered and watched as he continued to thrust in and out of me. I craved more. A single finger wasn’t enough.
The feeling kept my focus solely on him and not the attention we’d gathered.
“More,” I whimpered as he pushed his finger in and out, the palm of his hand rubbing against my clit, the other fingers grazing and teasing me.
“Anything you desire, love,” he whispered, and I tensed as two more fingers slid in.
Pain was the first thing I felt, my entire body tensing at the shocking pressure and amount filling me. I had asked for this, craved it, but my body wasn’t used to it. There hadn’t been many men or women I’d seen lately.
I bit my lip, trying to hide my cry of both pain and pleasure. The metallic taste of blood was enough to snap my eyes open, surprise waking me from my pleasure-filled state. I spotted all the people watching us. Some had turned away, occupied with their own explorations of pleasure.Others watched, the intensity of their gaze enough to make me falter.
“Enough of them,” the Wraith said sternly and flipped me around to face him.
He kissed my lips, and I closed my eyes, trying to fully accept all the pleasures he offered. His kiss was gentle at first, easing me into it all, but it turned desperate as we went. He pulled out the three fingers to give me a second of relief before readjusting his approach.
He moved himself behind me, guiding me to the table nearby. His strong hands bent me over the table and pulled my hair back, holding it in a tight grip. The slight pain at his tug had me gasping.
This time, when he slipped his fingers back inside me, only two pushed into my pussy. The third moved to a new spot, one I had never explored with anyone else.
I moaned against his lips as the finger entered my ass and pushed in rhythm with the other too. I became entirely overwhelmed by the sensation. Nothing in my mind made sense, and my vision turned to a complete blur.
“Fuck,” I gasped.
“You like that, don’t you, love?” the Wraith asked.
At this point, I was convinced every last set of eyes in the room had to be on us, but I was too distracted to look. To be honest, I didn’t care anymore. Whatever this was, whatever the Wraith wanted to give to me, I wanted it.
I wanted all of it.
I just hadn’t known it until that second.
“More,” I begged.
I heard the low chuckle that came from him before he pushed into me harder and faster. All my senses went into overdrive. I could barely feel the rest of my body, numb with pleasure.
“That’s it, love. Come for me,” he demanded as my pussy clenched around him.
My thighs trembled, and his hand holding my hair tugged lightly, encouraging me. I let out a loud moan as I toppled over the edge, my orgasm slamming into me. The Wraith knew it too, still fingering me through the pleasure. My entire body shook, my head dizzy as he pulled his fingers out and helped me stand to adjust my dress. By the time I turned to face him, the attendees picked up again, ignoring us completely.
Had I imagined them watching in the first place?
There was no possible way they didn’t see us.
