Sin For Me

Chapter 20

Warning: Slight mention of an eating disorder. 
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I did, in fact, leave with Vivian that night.
I mean, did you see it ending any other way?

On our way to her home I kept adjusting my dress, the sex toy still sat inside of me. It was cold but felt warmer inside of me, and small but effective.

I looked out of the window as we sped past the forest trees, bushes and shrubs that surrounded the road that we drove on.
If you looked close enough in between the tree branches, you could see the moon peeking through.

I cleared my throat.
"Can I take it out yet?" I asked hesitantly.

Stupid question.

Vivian's thumb rested comfortably on the remote button while her other hand navigated the steering wheel.
She clicked the remote, causing the vibrator to slow down.

She knew that I was already overstimulated, so it would have more of an impact.
The toy jolted at a painfully slow pace inside of my, now achingly sensitive, walls.

I lowered myself further into the seat, the brattiness in my bones not allowing me to give her the satisfaction of hearing me moan.
If I did, she would know that she won.

Spoiler alert: Vivian Black always won.

Vivian watched me struggle from her peripheral vision, "You can take it out when I say so. And if you drip anywhere on my car seats I'll make you clean it up with your tongue."
"Yeah, Whatever." I retorted, stupidly so.
"Is that an attitude I'm hearing in your voice?"
"I didn't stutter, Did I?"

Without missing a beat, Vivian dropped the remote and her hand found it's place on my thigh as she forced my legs to separate, her grip tight and almost deathly.
She was surprisingly strong.

"Why are you being so fucking bratty when you know you're gonna end up on your knees for me by the end of the night?"

She pushed my panties aside and slipped the vibrator out, roughly replacing it with her fingers.
I made sure the vibrator landed on the inside of my dress and not on her seats.

No fucking way was I licking anything up, you can miss me with that shit.

Vivian twirled her fingers in circles, making them wetter with the likes of me.

"Open your mouth." she instructed.
As she spoke, she started roughly thrusting her fingers in and out of me to the point where the pleasure was mixed in with pain.
"Wh-" I couldn't even finish my sentence, her hand moved from my heat to my face as she stuffed her fingers inside of my mouth.

The roads were empty and she drove slowly but yet, she still didn't look at me.
She knew how to make me give in even when she was fucking multitasking.

"Suck." she ordered, and I obeyed.
I twirled my tongue around the fingers that have been inside me so many times.
This prompted her to put her fingers in deeper, edging dangerously close to my throat.
I gagged slightly as my eyes teared, causing a smirk to fall onto her lips. She finally looked at me.

"You taste good, Don't you? You're gonna ride my face until you cry when we get home."

That's how the rest of our night went and by the time the morning came, she had already left for work.

This left me aching, fucked out and alone in her clean and lavender smelling sheets.

I woke up around 11AM.
Really late, I know. But I was tired.

I promise you, one night with Vivian and you'd be surprised if you woke up at all.

I wasn't a stranger to this.
Of course she made sure I was cleaned up and comfortable when we were done, bringing me juice and asking me if I needed anything.