My Scumbag System-Chapter 424: A Private Show for the Public
Cel stood before me, periwinkle eyes wide with that perfect blend of fear and desire. My hands found her waist, feeling her shiver beneath the thin fabric of her nightdress.
"We can stop anytime," I said.
"I don’t want to stop." Her voice was soft but resolute. "I want to forget."
I pulled her closer, one hand sliding up her back while the other cupped her face. "Then forget."
Our lips met, and I kept it gentle at first. No need to rush this. Cel wasn’t like Natalia who wanted possession or Skylar who needed dominance. She needed something else entirely – freedom from herself.
The Nectar hummed between us as I deepened the kiss, and she gasped into my mouth. Her hands clutched at my shoulders, uncertain where to settle.
"Relax," I whispered against her lips. "You’re thinking too much."
"I always think too much."
I smiled. "Then I’m not doing my job right."
I walked her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed. With gentle pressure, I guided her down until she was sitting, looking up at me with those impossibly blue eyes.
I heard Natalia shift behind me. The sound of fabric on fabric. Celeste’s eyes darted past my shoulder.
She knew they were watching. She hated it. She loved it. I saw the flush crawl up her neck.
"Lie back," I said.
Cel obeyed, her silver hair fanning out across my sheets. Her nightdress had ridden up slightly, exposing her pale thighs. I placed one knee on the bed beside her and leaned down, kissing her again.
The Nectar flowed stronger now, and I felt her body relax incrementally with each passing second. Her hands found their way to my hair, tentatively at first, then with more confidence.
I broke the kiss to trail my lips down her jaw to her neck. She tilted her head back, offering more access. Smart girl.
"Is this okay?" I murmured against her throat.
"Yes," she breathed.
I found a sensitive spot just below her ear and sucked lightly. She made a small, surprised sound that sent heat straight through me. I did it again, harder this time, and her hips lifted slightly off the bed.
"You like that?"
"It’s... unexpected."
I chuckled. "Good unexpected or bad unexpected?"
"Good." Her voice was breathy. "Very good."
I continued my journey down her neck, leaving small marks as I went. Each one earned a little gasp or moan from her. The skin of her throat was so pale that each mark stood out vividly – little purple badges of possession.
"Someone’s going to see those tomorrow," I said against her collarbone.
"Let them."
Now that was interesting. Proper, perfect Cel wanting people to see evidence of what we’d done. I rewarded her with a harder bite where her neck met her shoulder, and she actually cried out.
"Fuck," Skylar muttered from across the room.
I glanced over my shoulder to see all four women watching intently. Emi’s face was flushed, her hand pressed between her thighs. Skylar was trying for bored indifference but failing miserably. Akari had that hungry look, like she was memorizing everything for future reference. And Natalia... Natalia’s eyes were locked on mine, a small smile playing at her lips. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
I turned back to Cel. "May I?" I tugged lightly at the strap of her nightdress.
She nodded, lifting slightly so I could pull it down. The fabric slipped over her shoulders, exposing her breasts. They were perfect – full and pale with small pink nipples that hardened under my gaze.
"Beautiful," I said, meaning it.
A blush spread across her chest, up her neck, to her cheeks. "Thank you."
I lowered my head and took one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently. Her back arched off the bed, and her hands returned to my hair, holding me in place. I swirled my tongue around the hard bud, then moved to give the other breast the same attention.
"Oh," she said, the sound somewhere between surprise and pleasure.
I brought one hand up to continue teasing the breast my mouth had abandoned, rolling the nipple between my fingers. With my other hand, I pushed her nightdress higher, exposing her flat stomach, the curve of her hips, the simple white panties she wore.
My mouth moved lower, trailing kisses down her sternum, across her ribs, to her navel. I paused there, looking up at her. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips parted. She looked drunk on pleasure.
"More?" I asked.
"Please."
I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her legs. She kicked them away, leaving her completely naked except for the nightdress bunched around her waist.
"Cel," I said, "you’re fucking perfect."
She shook her head slightly. "I’m not."
"You are to me." I settled between her legs, pushing her thighs apart gently. She was already wet, her folds glistening in the dim light. "And this is all the proof I need."
I ran one finger along her slit, collecting her wetness. She shuddered, her thighs trembling.
"You’re so responsive," I said, circling her entrance. "So ready."
"For you," she whispered. "Only for you."
That hit me harder than it should have. I pushed one finger inside her slowly, watching her face. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp, her eyes flying wide.
"Good?" I asked.
"More," she answered.
I added a second finger, stretching her carefully. She was tight – probably hadn’t done this much herself, too proper – but she took it beautifully, her body yielding to my touch.
I started a slow rhythm, pumping my fingers in and out while my thumb found her clit. The first touch made her jerk, a small cry escaping her lips.
"Sensitive," I noted.
"I... yes." She seemed unable to form complete sentences now, which was exactly what I wanted.
I leaned up to capture her mouth again, kissing her deeply while my fingers continued their work. The Nectar flowed freely between us now, enhancing every sensation, making her gasp and moan against my lips.
"Who are you?" I asked.
She blinked, confused. "What?"
"Tell me who you are right now."
"Celeste," she said, but it sounded like a question. "Celeste Vance."
I curled my fingers inside her, finding that spot that made her back bow off the bed.
"Are you sure?"







