Chapter Three - The second game

A soft ripple of laughter from the onlookers. They think he’s making a suggestive joke about newly engaged passion.

They have no idea.

He spins her again, and the vibrator climbs to level four. Her breath hitches; she feels the wetness begin anew, sliding warm against the lips of her sex.

“Eyes on me,” he orders under his breath.

She obeys, lashes fluttering. The room blurs beyond his shoulder all those watching eyes reduced to smears of ...