Page 111 of Make You Mine

The vibrations make my whole body weak, and I can’t hold back my sounds anymore.

Mmmm.

“Look at you. Moaning for me already, and I didn’t even touch you,” the deep voice says. He’s so close to me, I can almost see past the mask. “Not the meet-cute you expected. Huh, my wife?”

No.

I can’t let him win. I can’t let him do this to me. I’m not giving in.

Even if part of me wants to let go and fall apart underneath him, so badly. Let myself be overcome by the way my body’s feeling and explode.

“Don’t hold back, Rebel. Come on,” he says. “Though I’m quite enjoying edging you.”

He presses a button on the remote, and I bite back another moan. The sensation intensifies, and a delicious rush of pleasure makes me arch my back against him, feeling his hard body against my own.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck him.

“What’s the matter?” He tilts his head. “It’s not enough, is it? You want my cock inside your virgin cunt, don’t you? You want me to fill you up?”

A shiver runs down my spine with his words, my body betraying me and giving in to the overpowering waves.

I’m never going to say yes, no matter how much the idea makes my pussy clench.

He hides the remote into the pocket of his hoodie, so his free hand can roam freely between my legs.

He pushes the panties to the side with his fingers. The coldness of his fingers sends a jolt of electricity to my core.

He slides a finger along my yearning center before letting go of the fabric, and I squirm.

“Fuck. My wife is so wet for me already.”

“No,” I spit out. Not wanting to entertain him anymore. “Don’t get confused, Devon. This isn’t because of you. You could never turn me on if it weren’t for these toys.”

If he wants to play, I’m going to play. My pelvic muscles are tightening, trying to hold back the sensations the vibrations are giving me. Between all the bliss and the tension, a plan formulates in my mind.

“Oh, yeah?” His voice is louder now. I got him. “Is that a dare?”

“Yeah,” I say. “A dare that’s destined for failure.”

“My wife, my wife.” He picks out the remote from his pocket. “I can make you come with any part of me. Do you want to choose? What is it gonna be?”

He turns off the vibrations and leaves the remote aside on the floor. He wants to prove himself. There’s more to him than just toys.

It gives me the push I need. I’m catching him off guard.

“My fingers?” He pushes his hand inside my underwear again, the sudden impact making me buck my hips.

“My mouth?” He lowers himself between my legs, slowly tracing his mask along my body until he’s under my skirt, parting my legs with strong hands.

Then, he pushes himself up again, facing me and rushes to pin my hands above my head again. With his other hand, he finds my neck, tightening his fingers around my throat and pressing against my choker. “Or my cock?”

His mask is so close to my face, and his body is pressed so tightly against me, that I can feel his hard-on through his pants.

“Or maybe, you’re a little greedy thing, and you want them all in that exact order?”

It’s when a few beats of silence pass—as he anticipates my response with his mask pressed tight against my forehead—that I make my move.

I push my head forward with all the force I have in me and go headstrong to his mask. At the same time, my recovering limbs react, and I bend my knee, before kicking too, straight into his crotch.