Chapter 77 A trip to Tokyo
Hale closed the door behind him.
“You’re sure no one saw you come in here, no one?”
My chest was heaving, my skin already tingling.
But I was not too far gone to realize the danger of this, sneaking off while the meeting was still on.
Gianna was a real pest. And lately, she has been working overtime to turn Fentone against me.
“Are you underestimating Ageir?” Hale remained by the door, voice dark and hoarse like he had something stuck in his throat.
“You think he would miss that someone was tailing us.”
I licked my lips nervously and took a step back. Those blue eyes, they were intense, greedy, shooting needs of pleasure all over my skin.
We stared at each other, silent.
And then he rushed at me.
“Not those fingers. Pl…please no.” I moaned as his arm curled around my waist, another hand fishing under my dress.
Rhea, who seemed only interested in sexual pleasures these days, stirred.
“Hi Rhea,” he grinned a devilish smile, pushing his fingers into my underwear. My pussy was on fire.
“They'll miss us.” I grabbed the lapel of his suit, fisting tightly. “You could have at least waited till the feasting began.”
His finger stroked towards the plug, and I swallowed.
“Couldn't delay longer than ten minutes,” he rasped, massaging my perineum with his thumb. “As much as these things are fun, we don’t want you losing control over this area,”
I gasped. He was stroking the very sensitive entrance of my booty hole, tenderly massaging the muscles that gripped around the plug.
“Shhh.” He cooed in my ear every time I whimpered.
He ran his nose up and down the side of my neck as I shivered against him.
“There, good girl, let go.”
“Fuck.” I bit my lip, my head collapsing into the crook of his neck.
He didn't just pull it out. Instead, he was moving it by the inches, forward, backward, twisting it side to side to ease it out, pressing it against the demarcating wall of my vagina.
He was fucking my ass with the plug.
“Oh.” My thighs clenched.
“Yes,” he sucked on my neck, still holding me tightly to himself.
“You wouldn’t touch yourself when I asked, look at you now.” He chuckled darkly, “Don’t mind me. Go on with your purchase, my little slut.”
My head fell back in a groan.
I had long since brought one leg up to wrap around his waist, standing on just one leg. And at this point, I was thrusting a finger into myself.
At first, I had simply needed pressure. Just pressure. The way he had been moving the toy was torture, pulling my attention to the empty ache deep inside me. So I had simply brought my hand to press down firmly.
But now I was fucking myself as Hale mocked me.
His words were biting, erotic, making my walls squeeze around my finger like a warm glove, causing my nipples to pucker.
He pressed his lips to the soft spot of my exposed neck, and flicked with his tongue.
My hips began to move in earnest now, against the plug he had turned to a pleasure tool, against my own finger, as he sucked hard on my neck, just above where my collarbones dipped.
“Does your president’s son know his sweet Lys is being despoiled now?”
“Hale,” my head collapsed back against his shoulder.
He pulled my other leg from the floor, and wrapped it around his waist.
“I want to see this, fairy, I have to see it.” He turned towards the bathroom of the lavishly furnished guest bedroom.
Finally, he pulled the plug out.
“Night take me.”
“No,” he gave me that cruel smile. “Not today.”
He sat me down on the countertop beside the sink, and stepped back.
“Wider fairy, spread your legs.”
I did, lost to the pleasure between my legs, swimming in the thrills and sensation as I pushed my finger as far as it could go against my barrier.
“Tilt your hand backward, yes, like that, move…ah…yes.”
He hissed.
“Look at those silver eyes rolling. Go on, don’t give me that look now, you like this as much as I do. See how badly your legs are shaking.”
“Goddess! I’m coming.” My thighs snapped shut, trapping my hand between them.
“Let’s make it fucking memorable,” he closed our distance in one long stride, and yanked my thighs apart.
He picked the plug back up from the sink, and jammed the silicone against my clit.
At first, it was just that, silicone. Cool and useless.
And then he turned it on.
He was quick enough to crush his lips against mine, or else my voice would have had everyone running upstairs.
He held my neck from behind, moving closer between my thighs, lightly stroking my clit with the vibrating toy.
My body jerked against him, wringing out every last tremor of orgasm. And then I went still against him.
He pulled his head back and stared into my eyes. “I have to fuck you before I leave for Japan.” He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. “If you've not changed your mind.”
I blinked, drifting back to the present and trying to focus.
“Yes, I do… Hold on.” I swallowed, “Japan? Why, when?”
He lowered his head and caught my lower lip between his, sucking on it. “Which do you want me to answer first, darling?”
“Everything, all of it.” I circled my arms around him, pulling him closer.
He chuckled.
“You don’t want me to go?” I heard him drop the plug back in the sink, and then pull me even closer till our hearts were beating together, our wolves in sync.
“Is not-going an option?”
“No,” he pressed his lips to my cheek. “Courting international troubles alongside this already brewing local crisis is a bad idea.”
His voice carried the sadness I had seen earlier in his eyes.
“It’s only four days, I promise. By the time we're on our way back, you and Daine will be on your way to Korea anyway.”
I pulled away. “Draki is coming with me?”
He smiled. “ He won't stay. But he’s the pilot on your flight.”
I looked away, wishing he would stay. Oddly, I wanted him to watch me perform.
My head jerked back towards Hale, “What did you mean we, just now?”
“Oh.” He released me, moving to the sink. He turned on the faucet and shoved his hands under.
“Finn is coming with me. He has always wanted to see Tokyo and Osaka.”