Bria nodded, unable to voice it because her arousal had her piping hot with lust.
“Can I get you wetter?”
Grinning, she asked, “Right here, right now?”
Lo nodded and went inside his pocket. He pulled out a small remote and pressed a button. Within seconds, the seat of Bria’s panties vibrated, triggering her body to jolt.
“Oh,” she whispered, caught off guard by the sensation.
“I can go slow.” He pressed a button, slowing down the vibration. “Or I can speed this shit up.” Pressing it again, Lo put the vibrator on the highest setting.
“Lo, please,” she whimpered. “This is too much for me.”
Bria held onto the edges of the table while squeezing her eyes shut. This felt too good. The sensation started at her clitoris, provoking a pulsing that wouldn’t stop. Opening her eyes, she found Lo staring at her with amusement in his eyes. A subtle smirk was on his lips while he pressed the button to slow the vibrator down.
“Here you are,” the waitress sang, interrupting the intense moment.
“Thanks,” Lo said, not bothering to look at her.
Bria tried her best to keep her composure in front of this woman. Holding her head down, she prayed for her to walk away. She was on the verge of exploding and didn’t want the waitress witnessing her unravel.
“Alright let me know if you need anything else.” She walked away.
Finally…
Bria panted as she looked at Lo. The look of desire in his eyes was powerful. She was curious if he knew how much authority he held in his orbs alone. The minute they met, she felt the danger, but she wasn’t sure if she should run from it or embrace it.
“I want you to beg for mercy.”
Sucking in a deep breath, she looked around, hoping no one was a witness to this pleasurable anguish she was experiencing.
“You gotta beg for my forgiveness, Bri-Bri,” Lo rasped, licking his lips.
A whimper drifted from her mouth before she swallowed hard. He pressed the button again, adjusting the vibrator to the highest setting.
“Lo, baby, please,” she moaned.
“Please what?” he goaded her.
“Please… have mercy on me.”
Bria couldn’t believe she’d said that again. This dominance Lo had placed on her wasn’t surprising. He wouldn’t allow her to rule over him. He had to be in control and if his control came with sensations that felt like this, Bria didn’t mind his authority.
“You ready to cum?”
Bobbing her head, she closed her eyes and exhaled a deep breath.
“Nah, I want you looking at me when you cum. That way you can see that I’m the only nigga that make your pussy nut like this.”
Dough talked dirty but Lo was a nasty talker. He knew he was that nigga. Him making her squirt the other night was enough to make her a believer in that. The pressure had gone straight to her clit. Looking at Lo did nothing to keep her orgasm at bay. Her chest heaved, and stomach caved in while her teeth bit down on her bottom lip.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Lo teased. “Let me see you release it.”
His words went straight to Bria’s pussy, like a command that she had been waiting on. Bria’s clit thumped with power as her walls flexed. Her upper body doubled over as a tornado of pleasure ripped through her sex. It was euphoric, damn near spellbinding. This feeling had so much potential to be dangerous. It could’ve guided Bria into an addiction if she wasn’t careful. Although her orgasm was sensational it was also fleeting. Lifting her head, she gazed at Lo who sat in his seat wearing a confident smile.
“So, now I’m supposed to sit here with a wet ass?”
Chuckling, he promised, “We about to go.”
