She smirked, looking Bellamy up and down. Her body was fucking fantastic, even in her work slacks and v-neck. The image of Bel having sex with someone else should bring raging jealousy, but as she thought about it now, it would be pretty hot. Especially if she could be there, instructing Bel on what to do.
“I can tell you how to fuck them.”
Bellamy sucked in a sharp breath and swallowed, eyes widening as she realized Vesper might actually be serious.
“Who’s your favorite?” Bel asked breathily.
Vesper chuckled. “Guess.”
“Fine.” Bellamy narrowed her eyes. “I’ll go fuck Mazz.”
Vesper laughed. “Mazz wouldn’t take you. You did try to kill her.”
“That was years ago! Besides, we… talked. While you were in the hospital.”
“Oh yeah? You properly apologize then? Thank her foranything she’s done for us?” Bellamy shrugged, looking away and refusing to make eye contact. She fucking knew she wasn’t anywhere near Mazz’s good side still. Vesper snorted. “Yeah, she doesn’t trust you enough to take you as a client. Luckily, I know something that could help.”
She walked around Bellamy over to one of her cabinets with a dangerous idea forming in her mind. She dug for a box tucked away in the back. One she hadn’t thought she’d ever reach for again. She tossed it to Bel when she found it.
“What’s this?”
“Open it.”
Bellamy turned the box over suspiciously in her hands. She walked to Vesper before sliding the lid off. “You kept it?” She gasped, running her fingers along the thin, black, leather collar with its gold chain attached. It still looked brand new. They’d only used it a few times.
Bellamy threw the box on the bed. “How many whores have you used it on?” she hissed, biting her lip when it quivered.
“Bel,” Vesper sighed, reaching down and gingerly picking it up. “This is yours and yours alone.”
“Promise?” Bellamy whispered, taking a step closer and holding her chin up, staring intensely into Vesper’s eyes.
“Always.”
Bellamy swallowed thickly, eyes darting all over Vesper’s face before she nodded and lowered her head, allowing Vesper to put the collar on. She stepped back, admiring her.
“Maybe you don’t need to get me back for the whores,” Vesper murmured, swallowing. Seeing Bel with that collar on after so long—that did things to her. She was already planning what she wanted to do.
Bellamy gave her a crazed grin. “I definitely need to get you back for the whores.”
Vesper pursed her lips. Another idea was forming. She turned without a word, striding over to her dresser and digging through the drawers in search of the black and red lingerie set she knew Belhad tucked away somewhere. When she found it, she tossed it to Bellamy.
“Put that on,” she ordered before grabbing a pair of loose pants and one of her t-shirts for Bellamy to wear over the top. She tossed them onto the foot of the bed.
Bellamy was putting on a fucking show; slowly pulling her shirt over her head, teasing Vesper with a peek of cleavage as she bent to slide her pants down. Vesper swallowed, following Bellamy’s torturous movements as her hands slid up her sides to unclasp her bra.
When the last of Bel’s underwear was off, leaving her with only the collar—its chain dangling between her breasts—Vesper couldn’t contain her desire. She quickly strode over and shoved Bellamy down onto the bed, grabbing the chain. She kissed Bellamy’s lips, her neck, her breasts, kneeling in front of her until Bel was breathing hard.
“Ves,” Bellamy gasped. Vesper sucked a nipple into her mouth and Bel gripped her shoulders, half-heartedly trying to push her away.
“The whores can wait, Bel,” Vesper growled against her chest, tugging on the chain for emphasis. “You’re mine, and I intend to do what I please.”
“Fuck,” Bellamy breathed, melting against Vesper’s hold. “Yes ma’am.”
“Good. Don’t move,” Vesper ordered, standing up and shucking her pants and boxers off, digging around in her bedside drawer to pull out a fairly new toy. At least, one that was new to Bel.
She lubed up the smaller end and pushed it inside, positioning the small cup over her clit and waiting for the magic to activate and send a low vibration through her. Then, she walked back to Bellamy who sat up and narrowed her eyes.
“That’s new,” she accused.
