“Uh-huh,” I whimper, squeezing my eyes shut. As I approach the pinnacle, I keep the image of Sebastian in my mind.
That’s when Ford yanks my hand away, locking my wrist in the circle of his strong grip.
“What are you doing?” I gasp.
“Stopping you. I’m not ready for you to come yet.”
5
Delirium. It’s the only word that aptly describes my feverish state of mind. By the time I open my eyes again, the room is somehow darker, overcome with the type of disquiet that would amplify the drop of a pin if it weren’t for the techno music coming through the speakers.
Not a single person moves, and that’s when it dawns on me the guests have multiplied twofold…and every member of the Brotherhood stands front and center, watching me touch myself.
Watching me come undone for Sebastian.
I feel my cheeks go hot. This isn’t me. I’m not the type of girl to lie on a man’s lap in public, legs spread wide as a whiny voice pleads for climax. Except this is me, I am begging Ford to let me come, and that’s my pussy on display for everyone to see.
My throbbing, wet pussy.
With a pathetic whimper, I fight Ford’s restraining grip to no avail. “Let me finish.”
His hold on me tightens. “You’re such a good girl,” he murmurs. “I know your cunt’s begging to come, but you can wait a little longer.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I’ve got a gift for you.”
“What?” Alarm takes hold of my vocal cords. “What are you talking about?”
“Telling you would spoil the fun, and I think you’ve figured out how much I enjoy a good time.”
“You enjoy tricking me, Mr. Stryker.”
“How have I tricked you?”
“With the masks, with my participation in your shenanigans, and now with this surprise gift.”
“No tricks, my queen. I’ve given you a choice all along. This time is no different. Do you want to find out what my gift is?”
“What if I say no?”
“Then you go back to pleasuring yourself while Sensation eye-fucks you from across the room.” Ford leans close, his mouth an inch from my ear, and I sense the upward curve of those lips. “Or you take a chance and discover what’s behind door number two.”
“How can I decide when you won’t even give me a hint?”
“Same way you chose your mask.”
My first instinct is to say no, but at the beginning of the evening, when he said he’d choose silver if it were up to him, my spiteful gut-reaction led me astray. This night could have gone much differently if I’d taken his advice. I settle my attention on Sebastian again, my heart pumping overtime in cautious hope.
Will Ford give him permission to touch me?
“Okay,” I say with a hard swallow. “I accept your gift.”
Ford turns my head to face him. “Choose one of my brothers to join us. It can be anyone as long as his mask matches yours.”
My eyes widen. “You said no tricks.”
“How did I trick you?”