Freak In You [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐆𝐱𝐆]

18 | I'm Sorry

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"Noa—" 

"Get undressed and sit on the bed," she immediately directed me, easily making my face burn.

Yeah... it's safe to say she's mad.

I followed her clear orders, watching her from the bed as she stood over by her desk, grabbing things from the sleek black organizers lining the walls.

However, when she turned around, I felt my eyes widen completely.

There were at least three different things in her hands, but all I could register were the handcuffs.

Fuck, I am so fucking dead.

Why did I do this again?

Why was dancing even fun to me?

"Get on your knees and turn around," Noa directed, and when I tell you I was like the fucking flash—I seriously just hoped that if I listened quickly enough, she'd go easier on me.

As soon as I was faced away from Noa and on my knees, I felt her grab my hands—tying them with what felt like rope.

So many questions were running through my head—along with the two little words.

I'm sorry.

But I knew it was entirely too late for that.

I gasped slightly when Noa pressed me down, forcing the side of my cheek to rest against the soft bed while my ass remained in the air.

My brows furrowed when I felt her grab my ankles, locking something around them—which I later realized were the handcuffs I saw her holding.

Why would you use handcuffs on fee—

But my question was quickly cut short when my legs were forced further apart, and almost automatically I realized it was the bar between the handcuffs that forced me to do so.

"After what I witnessed on that stage, I know you can arch further," Noa said, and even the roughness in her tone managed to send chills through me—I didn't even hesitate to arch so deeply that the muscles in my back tightened.

At this point, I'm genuinely saying some internal prayers, realizing what I had gotten myself into.

It's like drinking alcohol and regretting it later as you pray for the dizziness and nausea to go away.

Noa hummed, "Good girl," she said, gliding her hand down my curved spine, which easily sent shivers crawling through me.

My eyes immediately widened when I heard a vibration sound—Fuck, okay I really take it back now.

I won't do it again. I swear I won't do it again.

A low gasp escaped my lips when I felt the vibrator being pressed to my sensitive clit, easily making my body jerk forward.

Noa held my hips in place, pressing the vibrator deeper into my clit and earning a breathless whine from me.

"This is exactly how you made me feel," Noa said, circling the vibrator around my clit, which easily earned a whimper from me, "Do you know how badly I wanted to kill every person in that room who barely glanced at you?"

I let out a string of whimpers, taking in the intense vibrations as Noa held me in place, "I'm really s—"

But I was cut short by Noa's hum, "This. Is. Mine," she said, flicking the vibrator against my clit with each word.