I was still shaking when Jace unbuckled the tattoo gun from the stand. I thought he was done with me, but the wicked grin on his face told me otherwise.
“You think I’d stop after just f*****g you full?” he said, voice low, teasing. “No, sweetheart. You’re not leaving this chair until I’ve had my fun.”
He opened a drawer beside the station, and my breath caught when I saw what he pulled out— a sleek, black vibrator, buzzing softly in his hand.
“Eyes on me,” Jace ordered. I obeyed instantly, wide-eyed, heart hammering.
He pressed the toy against my c**t without warning. The vibrations shot through me, violent, overwhelming. I gasped and tried to squirm away, but the straps kept me locked in place.
“f**k!” I cried, my body jerking.
“Stay still,” Jace growled, holding the toy steady as h
