I pushed myself up to my knees on the bed, closing my eyes as one hand trailed down my body. I let my fingers skim my clit, biting back a moan of satisfaction, and then I brought the head of the dildo to that spot instead, using it to rub tiny circles over it.
It wasn’t enough. I needed more to fill the pulsing emptiness inside me.
I brought the head of the dildo to my mouth and sucked it, lubing it up with my saliva. Then I propped it on the bed andpositioned myself over it, inhaling sharply as I lowered myself onto it. The tip barely penetrated my entrance at first, but then I rubbed my clit again, and my walls stretched wider, slowly granting it entry.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered, imagining it was Julian’s cock instead. “Yes…”
I lowered myself further, taking the dildo slowly. Inch by inch. Deeper and deeper. All the while, my free hand worked at my clit.
“Ohgod,” I bit out, slowly coming back up on the silicone toy. It was absolutely soaked in my arousal now. “Julian…”
My fingers strummed my clit faster, and as my pussy fully adjusted to the intrusion, I finally started to move, bouncing up and down as I fucked the dildo with long, forceful thrusts.
I let out a cry, thighs shaking already. I’d never been this wet before. Never been able to take every last bit of the dildo like this. But now, from the mere thought that it was Julian fucking me, it was easy. Like my body was made for it. Made to stretch around his thick, hard length.
My head tipped back, and I panted loudly, chasing the pleasure to its peak.
“Fuuuuck,” I cried out, coming so hard I could see stars erupting across my vision. “Oh…fuck!”
I kept brushing my fingers over my swollen clit as I rode out the high, imagining Julian’s voice in my ear, calling me a good girl.
That’s it,I heard him saying.Take that cock in your sweet little cunt like a good girl.
“Yes, Julian,” I panted. “Yes, yes, yes…”
The pleasure finally started to ease, and I slowed my movements, fingers falling away from my clit. I slowly pulled the dildo out of my now-throbbing pussy and stumbled to the bathroom to throw it in the sink.
I’d wash it later. Right now, I was too exhausted.
I trudged back to my bed and slumped onto it, shame curling in my gut all over again. But no amount of guilt, horror, or regret could undo what my body had already confessed.
I wanted a man who might’ve participated in my sister’s death… and I didn’t know how to stop it.
15
Julian
The night airhit me like a slap when I stepped out of the Athena building. Cool and sharp. Exactly what I needed to burn off the heat still crawling under my skin.
Fuck. Violet…
The sound of her voice. The way her breath hitched when I touched her back. The look in her eyes like she didn’t know whether to trust me or run.
She had no idea how close she was to being right about both.
I shoved my hands into my pockets and started the walk back to Revs. My pulse hadn’t calmed down since the parking lot, and for once, I didn’t bother trying to fight it.
By the time I was halfway down Harborview Street, I gave in to temptation and pulled out my phone. Just a quick check. Just to make sure Violet had listened.
The screen flared to life, showing the feed from the micro-cam I’d hidden in the light fixture directly above her bed. She was lying there now, on her side, a small pink bag of Mochi Moons pressed against her shoulder.
Good girl.
I smirked faintly, glad to see she’d followed my orders.
She suddenly shifted. Tossed. Turned. The ice slid off her back and landed somewhere on the blanket.
“Bad girl,” I muttered. “It’s only been seven minutes.”
