“You said what I wanted,” Bellamy complained. “You didn’t let me get off last time, I need it hard and fast.”
Vesper smirked at her. “I would advise you not to argue, Bellamy.”
Bellamy sucked in a breath and bit her lip. Vesper could see it behind her eyes, the desire to brat warring with the need to get off.Bellamy knew the worse she behaved, the less likely she was to get her orgasm at all. She clearly needed it more than she wanted to provoke Vesper because she moved her hand up and massaged at her breasts.
Her breathing grew ragged and she pinched at her nipples through her shirt, letting out a low whine. Vesper longed to rip her shirt off and bite her, scrape her teeth over Bellamy’s chest until it fucking hurt. She knew Bellamy could give her better cries than that. Knew she could take more pain than she was doling out.
“Harder,” Vesper ordered, shoving her desires deep down.
“Ahh, Ves, please,” Bellamy moaned, she arched her back into her touch and tugged at her nipple again.
“Not yet,” Vesper’s voice came out choked and she hoped Bellamy didn’t catch the strain. This was the game. Bellamy had started it, but Vesper was going to fucking finish it.
She closed her eyes and tried to regain control of her voice, of her thoughts. Listening to Bellamy’s harsh gasps made it harder but not impossible.
“Ves…” Bellamy whimpered, and Vesper’s eyes snapped open. She was still working her breasts but by her sounds, Vesper knew they were getting sore. Good.
“Do you think you’ve been good enough to have earned a reward?” Vesper asked.
Bellamy nodded eagerly. “Please.”
“Fine. You can move down,” Vesper said, then paused. Bellamy’s hand practically shot back down, but before she could start, Vesper interrupted. “Ah, wait. Before you do anything…” She shifted in her seat, readjusting her position so she was leaning back. She kept Bellamy waiting for no other reason than because she could. To show Bellamy who was in charge. “You look tense, Bel.”
“Vesper!” Bellamy cried breathlessly. Her body practically vibrated with the effort of following orders.
Vesper chuckled. “What’s wrong? I thought you liked beingmy toy. Being used by me, doing what I want. Are you just so desperate for release that you can’t wait a few extra seconds?”
“Please,” Bellamy begged.
“Get your fingers nice and wet, then you may continue.”
Bellamy sucked her two fingers into her mouth with startling speed. She pulled them out of her mouth only to make eye contact with Vesper, licking them tantalizingly. When she finished, she moved back down to her center and quickly started swiping side to side.
“Slow down.”
“Touch me,” Bellamy countered, more a plea than an order. “Please, Ves.”
“Tell me what you need.”
“You, your fingers, your tongue. All of it. I want you to use me in any way you want. Take out all your anger. Take everything you want,” Bellamy gasped out the words.
They stirred a heat in Vesper’s core so strong that she almost did—almost forgot about the bet. Bellamy had always known exactly what Vesper wanted to hear, and it made remembering this was a fucking game infinitely more difficult.
“It’s too slow,” Bellamy complained. When Vesper took too long to respond, she sped up.
“I didn’t give you permission,” Vesper warned.
“Fuck, please!” Bellamy growled, but slowed back down. Her body was tense.
Vesper bit the ball of her tongue piercing, rolled it between her teeth. “Since you asked so nicely,” she drawled. Bellamy didn’t waste another second before she sped up. “What do we say?”
“Thank you,” Bellamy gasped, her eyes squeezed shut. Bellamy’s back arched and her moans got louder with each swipe over her clit. Vesper swallowed thickly, hoping her voice wouldn’t betray her desire when she gave her next order.
“Inside. Now.”
Bellamy complied without a second thought. She was fucking stunning like this. Not that Vesper would ever tell her that.
Bellamy’s eyes were still shut, her head tipped back. So, she missed Vesper rummaging around in her bag. Vesper pulled out a small vibrator that she was certain would be useless after they’d made the bet, rendered a waste of space. Now, she turned it over in her hands, watching Bellamy before tapping the button to turn it on.
