Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 119548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
He laughed and put it roughly where my clit was. He fiddled with it, repositioning it a few times, and I kept my hands firmly attached to my face.
This was one of the weirdest things I’d ever been through.
The only person I’d ever used a sex toy with was me, myself, and I.
I couldn’t believe that Fred, of all people, was going to be the first person to use one on me.
“Is it…” The toy whirred to life, and he jumped a little. “Okay, it’s that one.”
Dear God.
“Mmph.” I turned my face to the side, throwing my arm over it.
“Already?” he chuckled, and I felt the mattress dip as he scooted back a little.
“Are you putting the other side in?” I mumbled.
“No. I can do better than that.” He held the toy in place with his left hand and used his fingers of his right hand to brush against my pussy. He eased one finger inside, using another almost immediately, and the feeling of it made me clench.
His hands were huge compared to mine, and the sensation of fullness that came from his fingers being inside me was incredible. I rolled my hips, tilting them so he could push his fingers even deeper, and he drew in a sharp breath.
The vibrating, sucking action against my clit was already doing wild things to me. I pulled my hands from my face and reached out, fisting the bedsheets as my body contorted. My hips pressed into his hand and, by default, the toy with the arch of my back.
I forced my eyes open and peered down at him, and I wished I hadn’t.
Our gazes met.
He was watching my face intently, staring at me like I was a mesmerising piece of art he daren’t look away from. I wanted to tell him to stop, but all that escaped me was a moan as he curled his fingers inside me.
My eyes fluttered shut once more, but even without my sight, I knew everything that was happening.
I felt his fingers moving inside me.
Felt his breath as he exhaled heavily.
Felt his gaze as it focused solely on my face.
And just like that, without warning, the orgasm hit. It rolled through my body with an almost violent intensity, and I cried out, twisting my body this way and that way as every muscle in my body tensed from my forehead to my toes.
Holy shit.
“Fuck,” Fred said, turning off the toy and removing it from me. “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Still breathing heavily, I covered my face again, turning away from him. “Don’t say that!”
“Why not? It’s true.” His breathing was as heavy as mine, but he didn’t come closer.
No.
He slid back, grabbed my legs, and yanked me to the edge of the bed.
“What are you—oh, my God!”
His mouth was on me before I could say a word. He licked my pussy with one long, slow stroke, from the back to the front, slowing up as he reached my clit. He caressed it, almost, before going back down with a groan and pushing his tongue inside me.
He moaned, and the sound vibrated through me. I was so sensitive from that bloody toy that if he did that again, I was probably going to come again.
I know he said he was going to make me forget we’d ever been anything other than lovers, but I didn’t think he meant that quite this literally.
“Ah—stop,” I breathed. “I’m gonna die.”
He wrapped his hands around my thighs and pulled me closer, pushing his tongue further inside me. It was the most overwhelming sensation, and I reached down, sliding my fingers into his hair.
He hummed appreciatively as I caught his hair in my grasp, and I pressed myself harder against his mouth. The ache was back, and I was close.
I was so, so close.
He pulled his tongue out and focused it over my clit, massaging little circles directly onto it. His hands came free from my legs, spreading my pussy wide beneath his mouth, allowing him unobstructed access to my clit.
And I came again.
Right into his mouth.
His tongue dipped inside my pussy once more, and he groaned—a deeper, gruffer groan than I’d heard out of him before. His body twitched, and another deep rumble vibrated through me as he tasted what was surely the entirety of my orgasm.
Wait.
Had he just…
I propped myself up on shaking elbows and looked down at him. “Did you just come?”
He pulled back, his lips glistening with my orgasm, and smirked. “Why? Are you bothered by it? That I enjoyed your pussy in my mouth so much that I came without even touching myself?”
I drew in a deep breath and shook my head. “It’s hot,” I whispered.
I forced myself to sit up and slid towards the edge of the bed. Fred was kneeling in front of me, his cock still erect. My leg caught the evidence of his release on the side of the bed, and he wiped it off with one hand, using his other to clean his mouth.