Instantly, Jason smacked his palm against my inner thigh. I jolted, too shocked to cry out as I looked at him. But he smacked me again, saying, “Eyes on the game. Remember your fucking manners.”

Damn it, the rules. I gnawed my lower lip, squirming as my skin stung. “I’m sorry, sir.”

“Are you?” Manson said. “Then maybe you’d like to try that again. Lucas said you’re groaning like a…?”

“Like a desperate little whore,” I said, spilling out the words as quickly as possible. My pussy clenched, and it was a good thing the game was about to end because I was incapable of playing any further. I couldn’t even make myself sit up straight as everything tightened and familiar waves of ecstasy built higher…higher…

“Fuck, Jason,” I was panting, about to orgasm, and the way he kept moving the vibrator gave me no choice. I came, eyes squeezed shut, body locked in pleasure’s vice-like grip. Jason forced my legs to stay spread apart, the vibrator pressed to my clit, his eyes on my face.

“Tell them how good it feels,” he said.

I babbled, half of it not even making sense. “So good, fuck…oh my God, I’m so full, please —” A curse came through the headset, followed by a heavy exhale. “Oh, God, please, please, please, it’s too much!”

Right when I thought I might combust, Jason pulled me up. I gasped at the sudden loss of fullness inside me, my face heating when I noticed the wet spot I’d left on his chair. He took my headset off and set it aside, his hand disappearing beneath my short dress as I was pressed back against the desk.

“God, you’re so wet,” he said. He brought his fingers to his mouth, licking off my arousal as he stared down at me. “I want to taste you. All of you.”

He tipped my chin up and brought his lips to mine. He was tender at first, leaving a dozen soft kisses on my mouth before delving in, lips parting, tongue probing. I finally had my chance to drag my nails down his neck, his chest, grabbing his arms as I pulled him closer. His hard cock nudged against my belly, and I reached for it, grasping him through the thin fabric.

He smiled against my mouth. “What are you trying to do to me, hm? You want more?” His fingers spread over my throat, and I nodded, moving eagerly against him. “You’ll get more. You’re going to take it all, princess, even when you’re begging me to stop.”