The second Bellamy heard the low hum, her eyes flew open and darted toward Vesper’s hands.
“Yes, fuck. Please. Please, I need you to fuck me with that,” Bellamy begged breathlessly, her fingers stilled inside her.
“I didn’t tell you to stop,” Vesper said. Bellamy bit her lip and resumed slowly pumping her fingers in and out. “Good. Add in a third.”
Bellamy whimpered as she wriggled another finger inside and squirmed against herself. The whine that ripped through her meant she was stretched more than she wanted to be. She longed to yank Bellamy’s hand away and take over. To pound into her so relentlessly that she’d force as many orgasms as she needed to stop being so fucking infuriated with Bellamy.
She ached to keep going until Bellamy was begging her to stop, begging enough to use the word that would force Vesper to stop, tears sliding down her cheeks.
To punish Bellamy like she fucking deserved.
Instead of doing any of that, Vesper slowly lowered herself to the floor in front of Bellamy who watched with excitement. She leaned over and grabbed Bellamy’s unoccupied hand and curled her fingers around the vibrator. Vesper relished the absolute outrage that crossed Bellamy’s face when Vesper got back up onto the bench and raised an expectant eyebrow.
“Vesper!” Bellamy cried in exasperation. “Please!”
Vesper didn’t even try to hide the evil smile that spread across her face. “Hard and fast. Don’t forget, you need permission to come. You have to earn it.”
“How?” Bellamy whined as she settled the vibrator on her clit.
“Well, to start, I think you should remember to keep fuckingyourself unless I tell you to stop,” Vesper said accusingly when Bellamy still her fingers for a third time.
Bellamy bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut as she resumed her movements. They were a bit awkward with her having to hold the vibrator in place but that just made her obedience more satisfying.
“Good,” Vesper murmured. She squeezed her thighs together in an attempt to relieve the pressure building. Then, in a moment of complete and utter thoughtlessness—because apparently Vesper also wanted to punish herself—she said, “Tell me everything you wish I would do to you right now.”
Vesper regretted a lot of things in her life, but as she sat there in that tiny trolley and listened to Bellamy stutter out, in extreme detail, every touch she wanted from Vesper… That made all the other regrets pale in comparison to that stupid fucking bet.
Vesper would not lose. She absolutely, resolutely refused to let Bellamy win. But it was taking all of her willpower to just sit there fucking watching and listening.
“Please, Ves,” Bellamy broke off abruptly. “Fuck, please, I’m so close.”
Her begging was fucking music to Vesper’s ears. “Do you think you’ve earned it?” Vesper asked. She tried to keep the desperation that was suffocating her thoughts from seeping through.
“Yes, yes, fuck, please. I can’t?—”
“Come for me, Bel.” Vesper was done. If she had to sit there for a second longer listening to this shit, she was going to lose it—her sanity and the fucking bet.
Bellamy’s body tensed up and she opened her mouth in a silent cry. Her hand went still inside her, and then she was shaking, her orgasm rushing through her with a loud cry. Vesper dug her fingers into her thighs until it hurt.
“Fuck, Bel,” she groaned, unable to stop the words from coming out. “You’re a damn vision, you know that?” She bit her tongue, hoping Bellamy hadn’t heard any of that. Vesper didn’tknow what had come over her to let that slip out, but she didn’t need to encourage Bel.
Bellamy gave her an exhausted smirk and threw the vibrator to the side, pulling out of herself. “I win,” she laughed weakly.
Vesper raised an eyebrow. “How so?”
“Were you not present for what we just did?”
“Whatyoudid, you mean. I was just sitting here, keeping my hands to myself.” Vesper shrugged nonchalantly. Bellamy’s jaw dropped.
“No,” she laughed. “No, that was… That was not?—”
“That was not sex.” Vesper chuckled. She leaned forward to snatch the vibrator up and turned it off. “You tried, and it was a good attempt, you just didn’t quite succeed.”
“But I came.”
“I saw.”
“Because of you. You did that.”
