I push it in and pull it out a few times, going further with each new thrust. It’s really thick, almost as thick as the guys’ cocks. Once I have it fully seated inside me, I feel rather stuffed.
Like in the diagram, the long flat part curves up. It’s going to feel interesting when I finally turn it on.
Okay, it’s in, I write. How do I turn it on?
Seth writes back, You don’t.
Oh. Shit. Even though the buzz starts off soft, I jerk in surprise. They’re doing this...from far away. It’s controlled by an app or something?
I gasp. The intensifying buzz has me reaching for the side of the bed and holding on. I feel it both at my clit, and deep inside at my g-spot. It makes my eyes flutter shut and my body tense. I’m going to come. It doesn’t matter that Landon is outside the room, waiting for me to meet him for dinner—Seth and Damiano are going to give me an orgasm.
But just as quickly as it started and ramped up, the buzzing stops.
“No,” I whisper.
Landon knocks on the door. “Madison? We should head down for dinner so we aren’t late for the reservation.”
Oh, oh no. I can’t go down to dinner like this. “Um, maybe we should cancel?”
He chuckles. “Seth said you might prefer that. We could get room service.”
Wait. So my guys know I don’t want to be in public with this vibrator jammed in my pussy, but they still want me to eat with Landon?
Because they know I’m an exhibitionist. They know I like being on display. And any awkwardness or embarrassment, that’s part of my punishment for being a brat the last couple of days.
“Yeah, um, room service is good.” I might not mind a little exhibitionism, but I’m not going out in public with this thing. It’ll be hard enough if the guys make me come in front of Landon.
They wouldn’t go that far, though. They’re too possessive. I’ll be safe from coming in front of anyone who isn’t them.
Feeling smug, I put my panties back on and step out of my room. The device feels super weird inside as I walk, but it feels secure. I’m not worried about it falling out.
I am worried about when the next vibration will start.
Landon holds up the room service menu. “Do you know what you want?”
“Oh. No.” The buzzing begins again. Pleasure immediately builds between my legs, making my clit throb. “Just, whatever you want, order that for me, too.”
“Sure, no problem.”
He has to know something’s going on. My face is so hot, and I can feel the heat spreading to my neck and chest. I catch a glimpse of myself in the decorative mirror across the room. Yeah. My skin is turning bright pink.
A second buzzing comes from the phone I hold in my hand. It’s Damiano, texting, So, what do you think of your gift?
I think they’re both big jerks, but I don’t have the courage to say so. It’s fine, I write back.
The vibration increases. Fuck, I can feel it everywhere.
Landon gets on his phone to order our dinner. I tune out his rapid Spanish as I stumble toward the couch. There, I pause and look at the cushions. I’m afraid of sitting, afraid of pushing the device harder into me and harder against me.
Maybe I could avoid coming. It would serve Seth and Damiano right. They’re hoping to punish me by making me embarrassed in front of Landon. So what if I’m just…not embarrassed? If I feel nothing, it won’t matter.
Calm. Cool. Nothing to see here, folks. I’m just a girl waiting for her room service, having a casual evening in with her hired bodyguard.
13
MADISON
Resolving to simply not come is a lot easier said than done. I ease myself onto the couch. Sitting down causes the vibrator to press harder into me. I wince.
