I chose this spot well.From here, we can still see what’s going on in Parker’s room.He has removed his shirt.His back and shoulders flex as he spanks his sub.
Madison watches, her eyes dark behind her mask, her lips parted.Without warning, I slide a finger into her pussy.
She gasps, clenching around me.“Damiano...Sir...”
“Yes, bella?”
“It feels so good.”
“I know,” I croon.“Keep watching through the window and let me make you feel so, so good.”
From the corner of my eye, I notice someone watching us.Mask or no mask, I know my best friend.Seth came after all.I raise my eyebrows at him, not that he can see them because of my mask.Still, he understands my expression.He shakes his head—he wants no acknowledgment.
* * *
SETH
While Madison squirms in Damiano’s lap, one of his hands beneath that tempting, sheer gauze of her skirt, he lifts his other hand to greet someone from across the room.
Following the angle, I see Gage, Dmitri, and Leah.Masks can only conceal so much of a person’s face, and I know them well enough—Dmitri’s dark blond hair and bulky build.Gage is leaner, but his presence is just as commanding.
And Leah.I wonder when I stopped craving her.She’s still attractive and bright, but she’s so obviously devoted to her men, it’s incredible that I ever hoped to have a chance with her.
At the sight of Damiano waving them over, Gage, Dmitri, and Leah make their way to him and Madison.
Madison, now aware of their incoming company, struggles to escape Damiano’s grasp.Her sweet, kissable lips move in protest, but he reaches into the top of her gauzy dress and pinches her nipple, hard enough to make her mouth fall open.
Meanwhile, his other hand is still moving beneath her skirt.
The trio stops in front of Damiano and Madison.I have to change locations so I can keep Madison in my view.If my friends knew I was hiding over here, watching, they would’ve left me a clear vantage point.But I don’t want anyone to know I’m here.I didn’t even want Damiano to know, but he’s so observant, it was unavoidable.
I’m here to watch.I’m here to be tortured by what I can’t have.
Damiano introduces Madison.She forces a smile for them, obviously uncomfortable about meeting new people while Damiano’s fingers are in her pussy.I grin, the sadistic side of me reveling in her discomfort.
Damiano continues to chat with our friends, all the while touching Madison beneath her skirt.Leah gives Madison a commiserating smile.I’ve seen her the victim of a similar ploy by Gage.He once arranged for me to watch them from my car window, while he finger-fucked her in his front seat.
A light sheen coats Madison’s skin.From the subtle but rigid movements of her body, I can tell she’s close to release.
And—there.
Damiano makes her come, right there in front of her brand-new acquaintances.Manipulative fucker.She immediately buries her face in the crook of his shoulder, her pretty cheeks bright pink, her mask crooked.
Our friends move on, and Damiano lifts Madison into his arms.He carries her to one of the private rooms, opens the door, and steps inside.
I waver, tempted to follow.
Fuck it.
11
DAMIANO
When Seth follows us into the room, I am unsurprised.He slips inside and locks the door behind him.
“You shouldn’t leave this unlocked,” he says in a dry voice.“Anyone could wander in.”
A note of anger threads through his words.He probably feels as if I’ve manipulated him once again.Perhaps I have.
