Page 211 of Second Sets Omnibus
“Don’t you fucking look in the window, you creep. She’d remove your balls and feed them to you.”
Well, he’s not wrong.
Time to have a little fun with those assholes who drive me insane. Time for another goddamn punishment.
A thrill shoots through me, tingling through my limbs as my orgasm builds. Something about them being outside my window, able to hear what’s going on, heightens my desire.
“Fuck,” I moan as loud as I can, gasping for breath.
“Don’t cum yet, Pretty Girl,” he wheezes outside the window. “Don’t do it. Wait for me!”
“But I’m so close,” I grit out. “And this is my damn show. I do what I want. You don’t get to cum.”
“Jesus fucking Christ. Tell me she’s not…” A rustling happens, and I grin when I feel his gaze wandering over my naked body sprawled out on the bed. “Yup. She is.”
“What?” Callum asks with desperation.
More rustling happens until they’re all standing in my window, watching me as I’m about to unravel.
I huff when Kieran groans beside Rad in the window. But I refuse to look at them.
“Shut up and watch. No coming,” I demand, working my fingers harder inside myself. “Fuck,” I moan in a raspy voice, throwing my head back. My heart thumps wildly in my chest.
“This is torture,” Rad groans.
Yeah, that’s the point. It’s what I want. They deserve to suffer after teasing me for so many days.
“You’re going to cum, River Blue. Cum right now!” Kieran demands, growling through the screen with such force I fucking combust.
His voice carries me through the most explosive orgasm I’ve felt in years. It’s like I needed them to bear witness to my final crumble.
Blowing out a breath, I throw my rose back into her drawer. I’ll just clean her later. “Okay, boys. Go home,” I say, making a shooing motion with my hand.
“Go?” Rad all but shouts in hysterics. “My dick is currently saluting and applauding your performance. I can’t leave. He needs to show you how much he loved it!”
I snort, staring up at the window with no shame. Thank God for liquid courage. I may regret this in the morning. Or not. I got a damn orgasm and showed these assfaces that I don’t need no man to get me off. It’d be nice, don’t get me wrong. But that’s not the point I’m trying to prove. I could have walked into Rad’s room, demanded he strips, and then went to pound town. But I didn’t. I did it all on my own.
“Go stroke your dick to the memory of me, assfaces. Because this is all you’re getting,” I say, throwing a long T-shirt on, covering my naked body.
“Little Star,” Callum mumbles through the screen with desperation in his eyes.
“Sorry, boys. I’m all relaxed and sleepy now. Have a good night!” I say, jumping up onto the middle of my bed, bringing me face to face with my peeping toms.
“Fine,” Kieran grumbles, glaring at me with lust filling his eyes.
“See you later, Pretty Girl! I’ll think of you as I’m stroking my cock in the shower and cum with your name on my lips.”
I shudder at the imagery, eliciting a grin from Rad.
As soon as they’re walking away, I shut my window and curtains with a sense of pride puffing out my chest.
They can look all they want. But I won’t let them touch me until they’ve proven themselves more.
I grin more when my phone buzzes. Swiping it off my end table, I swipe it open and fucking freeze.
Unknown number
I heard what you did.
