“You’ll beg. Soon.” Hunter’s voice fills my head, all those naughty unsaid promises.
Cocky, but I’m sure he’d be willing to tie me up and watch me squirm if it means he gets what he wants. Would he spank me? Would he gag me? How naughty would he get? I moan and up the vibration setting another notch.
My hips rock against it as I tease myself, running it from my clit to my entrance and back. Just like Lief would tease me. Hunter would order me to beg for satisfaction, for him to fuck me while I blow Lief, challenge me to take even one of their cocks, let alone two.
Lifting my toy, I wrap my lips around it, stilling the vibrations as I taste myself on the silicon. It’s not quite as satisfying as Chase’s cock was. Doesn’t make my mouth water, doesn’t slide perfectly across my tongue and down my throat, but it’s damn good, especially when I keep using my fingers on my pussy.
Lief would give me two of his big fingers, pushing them in and curling them right against my g-spot. I moan around the toy.
Hunter would be able to smell the victory. “Such a good girl. Don’t you want to use that mouth to beg? Don’t you want to come?”
My head drops back and I nod. “Fuck yes, I do.”
Then I break the fantasy and fuck myself like I need to. By the time I come twice, my arm is sore, my thighs are soaked, and I’m a panting shaking mess. A little laugh escapes as I look at my ceiling.
“Fuck you, Hunter. I don’t need to beg to come.”
But as I clean up in the shower, then make my bed with new sheets, I look at my phone and see another text from him.
HUNTER: You’ll be a good girl for me soon, wet, begging, and submissive.
The devil emoji finishes it.
Honestly, this is the kind of text I’d find creepy as hell if I didn’t know that he means it. That he’ll wait to make a move until I show interest until I’m tugging him against me and taking what I want, or obeying his every word.
It’s a game. Which means I’m going to win.
But maybe I should go another round with my battery-operated boyfriend before I take on this challenge. If I’m satisfied from the start, it’ll be easier to be the one in charge, right? I’ll be less likely to cave or even think about caving.
So I finish myself in the shower with the hot water running over my body and smile. He wants a challenge? I’ll give him one that he can’t win. I’ll get through that layer of ego, that fucking cocky mask he has on, and see what’s hiding underneath, just so I can see if he’s all talk, or can actually do better than Chase.
Game on. I’m playing to win.
LIEF
Snow clutters the road and sticks to the windshield of our town car. Streetlights keep the car lit as we continue toward home. The radio plays low, too low to make out any of the words. I drum my fingers on my knee and glance to Hunter. He wears a satisfied smile and I know that it’s not due to winning anything.
“I have hope for Valerie.” He answers the unspoken question. “You may have gotten her first, Chase, but if she really hated me, she just wouldn’t answer.”
“Not the point of tonight,” I say. “Stefan.”
“That bastard doesn’t belong at any event,” Chase agrees. “Although I don’t think that Valerie offered much insight.”
“We had suspicions that he was not interested in maintaining his father’s agreement. I believe she solidified that,” I say simply.
“Do you have a thought you don’t say?” Hunter chuckles. “Anything that just sits in your head?”
“No.” It’s sometimes a lie.
After all, when I was standing in front of Valerie and she asked if I was interested, I hedged. I’m very interested in her. I enjoy the way she speaks to me. I enjoy the time she spends getting to know me, her laugh, and I regret not being the one who spent the night with her.
My gaze flicks to Chase. Hunter’s more open about his frustration. I don’t prefer to linger on jealous thoughts. “I provided Valerie my card.”
“Of course you did. That’s your classic move when you want to fuck, right? Not just tell a woman you’d like to be on top of her?” Hunter says. “I think that would be easier, especially with your looks.”
“She can be an asset when it comes to finding out more about those we are … interested in.”
“Oh yes, just invite her to dinner, a meeting, with said person.” Chase rolls his eyes. “Put her directly within the business.”