Page 187 of Soul So Dark

“That’s not what I was talking about.” I reach for the controller next to me. “You told me to get myself off as many times as possible. Do you want to watch?”

“Sadistic little fucker, aren’t you?”

I set the controller to continuously vibrate—secret tech girl trick—and draw my knees up, opening them as wide as I can. “You can help me if you want.”

AJ leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees. “Get it wet first,” he commands.

I bring the controller to my mouth, turning slightly so he can watch me slide the handle back and forth over my tongue, coating it with my saliva while its sharp vibration buzzes through my head. I reach between my thighs and run the controller over my clit, letting my head fall back with an exhale.

“Slower,” his deep voice rumbles through my speaker. “I edge the fuck out of my woman.”

Impossible, I won’t last that long.

My hips start rolling against the vibration and a shiver skitters through my belly and down my thighs.

“Am I making you shake, Ry? This’ll be nothing compared to how hard you’ll clench around me when I’m pumping that pretty little pussy full of my cum.”

My chest heaves with every pass over my slick skin, his sweet voice drawing every drop out of my pulsing core. I give an airy moan in response, my eyes fluttering with the intense pleasure.

“Every inch of you is absolutely perfect. And you’re going to be perfect for me.” His dark eyes watch me intently. “Put me in that wet little cunt.”

I hesitate, air hissing through my teeth with each breath. I don’t know if I can convince myself to do it. I haven’t put anything there since that one night—not fingers, not a vibrator, nothing. The pain has since dissipated, but the memory is still there, as fresh as ever. And even from behind his mask, I can tell that AJ knows it.

“Look at me, Riley,” AJ draws my hectic eyes to his. “I’m your man now. From now on, you’re going to dowhatyou want,whenyou want, and withwhoyou want. And I’ll wait for you, because you’re my flame that never goes out, and together we’re going to be unstoppable.”

Maybe I am blind, but not in the same way as someone who’s lost their physical sight. Maybe AJ and I are two flames shrouded in secrecy, too molten to let anyone get close. With our masks, we can be whoever we want to be. But it also means we can show each other the things no one else is allowed to see.

My hand drops, sliding the handle through the liquid heat until it dips into the wettest part of me. I pull back and slide it in again, pushing it deeper. Then again. And again.

“Oh god, you feel good,” I whimper as I run the handle against my wall.

It vibrates against the toy on the other side, making my abs clench and my nerves fire. My head rolls back and forth across my shoulders, my chest heaving while the tension builds and I imagine AJ’s the one between my thighs.

“Take it deep, Ry.” He leans back in his chair and slides his hand down the front of his pants. “Fuck it like you’re playing to win.”

I nearly stop breathing when he takes out his cock, hard and at attention. My mouth falls open as I watch him, his hand moving over the veins tracking his length as he slowly strokes it. Even when shadow descends over his eyes, I can still feel them like embers on my skin.

“I’m going to show you off, just how you like it,” he rumbles through labored breaths, “except, next time, it’s going to be me inside you while you scream my name into that mic for everyone from here to Singapore.”

“Because I want them all to see how good my Ghost fucks me,” I smile coyly.

He groans a muffled curse in response, making my heartrate skyrocket as the pleasure intensifies. My hips pick up pace, thrusting forward as I fuck the controller for him.

“AJ?” my voice crackles as I press the end of the glistening controller against my clit.

“Yeah, baby?”

Electricity radiates through me, the vibrations consuming every nerve ending.

“Ay—” my jaw drops and my muscles tense as I feel the wave crest.

“Let me hear it,” he moans.

I collapse onto the bed, arching my back as electricity shoots through my core. “Oh—harder…” I gasp, thrusting the controller deeper and faster. “Harder!” I let out an airy cry as the orgasm rips through me.

Eventually, my hand falls away and the controller rolls onto the bed, its hum muted by the comforter. A hurricane still rages in my head, my muscles convulsing from coming so hard to the image of AJ watching me. My legs still splayed open and my thighs slick with arousal, I push myself up onto my trembling arms.

Slowly, AJ lifts his hand and shows it to the camera. “How’s that for a collab?”