Masque or James, James or Masque. I found myself hoping I’d never have to choose, but then scrapped the silly thought pretty damned quickly.
I breathed in the scent of Rebecca on my fingers. Just what the hell was happening to little old Lydia Marsh?
***
My heels scuffed against the leather sofa, struggling for grip as I bucked up against Rebecca’s mouth. Her fingers were still inside me, her lips still tight around my clit as I tumbled over the edge of orgasm. A proper orgasm, not like the ones I’d faked with Stu after every half-arsed effort he’d ever made. It felt so good. Bex kissed my stomach on her way back up, lingering long enough to flick at a nipple. I struggled to catch my breath, mouth still open as she assaulted me with her tongue. I could taste myself on her.
She draped her arm across my chest, the lively colours of her tats matching the mottled shades of my bruises. I looked down at myself, admiring the welts of my punishment. Just three nights in and I was already getting better at this, a ripe canvas for her abuse. She was colouring me in so pretty.
“You taste seriously fucking good, Cat,” she husked. “I could lick your sweet little slit all day long.”
“And you, Mistress Raven,” I whispered.
“Oh yeah?” she asked, dipping her fingers back inside me. “So, you like pussy, do you?”
I grinned. “Yes, I like pussy.”
“Good.” She kissed the corner of my mouth. “You’re turning out to be quite the little pain slut, baby. I’m impressed.”
I felt a bloom of pride in my chest. My descent into insanity really knew no bounds. I rolled into her, until we were eye to eye. “You think I could handle Masque now?”
“We’re a way off establishing that, sweet thing,” she said. My heart dropped and I collapsed onto my back, struggling to hide my disappointment. “Hey, don’t take it so bad. We’re only three fucking days in.”
“I just want to know I can see him again, that’s all.”
“Ok, ok,” she said, nuzzling my neck. Her lips drove me crazy, trailing their way up to my ear. “I get it, he’s driving you loopy, you need to see him again, yada yada fucking yada. So how about we up the stakes?”
“How?”
“Well...” Her fingers teased at me all over again, working their way back inside. I groaned as she pushed all the way in, my tender clit craving both more and less at the same time. “I think you need to get back on the horse, show me you’re ready for cock again. Real cock, not the plastic shit I’ve been giving you these past few days.”
“I’m ready,” I said. “Ready for his cock, anyway.”
“Your tight little cunt needs cock now, Cat, not in a month.” She smiled at me, a smile full of deviance and sin. “Show me you’re ready for him. Show me how well you’ll convince him to fuck you.”
I moved against her fingers. “How can I do that?”
“Let’s set a challenge. Pass it and I’ll introduce you to Masque, no more tests, no more games, no Explicit even, just you and him and whatever the hell becomes of it.”
My eyes widened, and I squirmed to check if she was being serious. She was. Her eyes were hooded, high-on-sex and sparkling with mischief. “What do you want me to do?”
“Tomorrow night, in Brighton. I want you to seduce a man, take him to your bed, and make him fuck you senseless. I want you to ride his cock all fucking night long.”
“Tomorrow night?! But it’s work!” My stomach churned as I ran through my options. Trevor White flashed before my eyes, but that would be so unprofessional. Shit. Maybe a barman after James had gone to bed, maybe some random in a club. My head swam with nerves. “I’ve never picked up a stranger before. I don’t even know if I can.”
She rolled onto me, pinning my arms above my head. “Not a stranger, my sweet little Lydia. I want you to seduce James Clarke.”
My breath caught in my chest for one long second before I sighed in her face. “James?! You want me to seduce James Clarke? Mr Mysterious? You said it yourself, getting anything out of him’s like milking a rock. How on earth would I initiate that kind of shit? He’ll blow me straight out the water.”
“But you don’t object in principle?”
I looked away from her, cheeks on fire. “James is very attractive. He’s hot, he’s