CHAPTER 4 — BELLE
Oh my God. My mouth feels dry.
“I’m thirsty,” I say.
Ajax grabs a water out of his bag. “Open,” he says.
I open my mouth and he pours it in. It’s tender and also a show of dominance. I’m grateful and turned on.
“Thanks,” I say, as water dribbles down my chin.
“Of course,” he says, smiling.
Tony is walking a few paces ahead of Ajax and me. He looks back at me, and I look away. I can’t believe that just happened. He caught me with Ajax’s cock down my throat, and a few minutes later, he had me bent over, hands against the car, while he fucked me.
I suspected when Ajax started driving me here today that it was something like this, something to do with the fantasy I shared with him.
I didn’t know the specifics, though, because Ajax kept the whole thing hush-hush.
And I certainly wasn’t expecting to get intercepted on the side of the road.
I thought I’d have at least until we entered the building. But Tony saw us.
Every time he looks at me, I have to avert my eyes. He looks exactly like the man from the video. Rough, to the point, a no-nonsense kind of guy, which pisses me off, but also turns me on. I always feel like I need to push back against men like that, which gets me in trouble.
I wonder what the other men will be like.
“We’re almost there. Are you ready?” Ajax asks, looking at me. “Remember, you can say red at any time.”
I nod. I know. There’s no way I’m saying red now. As nervous as I am, I’m more excited.
“Let’s go,” he says, and swings open the door.