Chapter 118

Aria

It’s been over thirty fucking minutes.

The vibrator is still buried deep inside me, buzzing mercilessly against my soaked pussy. My entire body is trembling, my breathing ragged. My thighs quiver, and I swear I can feel every nerve in my body screaming for relief.

I’m losing my fucking mind.

I try to grind against it, desperate for just a little more friction, but the restraints keep me locked in place. My legs are spread wide, my wrists bound, leaving me utterly helpless.

FUCK.

I don’t know how much more of this I can take. Maybe I should just swallow my pride and mind-link Lucas. This is torture. Actual, fucking, torture. I need to cum. I need it so bad.

Before I can even act on that thought, the door swings open.

Lucas walks in, shirtless, looking like a fucking god with that cocky-ass smirk on his face. His abs are still glistening from what I assume is a post-dinner shower, and he looks all relaxed, like he hasn’t just