Page 25 of XX Love Affair
“You’re naughty. Bet you used it on your webcam.”
“With a booty call on the other side of the world. Believe it or not, she called me.”
“I believe it. I’d call you too.”
Delia tossed the pocket vibrator onto the bed. “Still not enough. You’re a brat who needs to be put in her place.”
“Oooh, my nipples are already hard. Now you’re getting me wet.” Helena laughed. “Who am I kidding? I’m already wet.”
“Sure you are.”
While Delia consulted the bottom drawer of her dresser, Helena snatched the vibrator and turned it on the lowest setting. By the time Delia heard the low hum thrumming through the room, Helena was already stimulating herself as if she had been told.
“Do you have any patience at all?” Delia called over her shoulder.
Brazen tingles sent Helena’s left hand above her head, fingers tracing the seams of the padded headboard. Her legs were already comfortably spread, but it still didn’t feel like enough as the vibrator descended from her nipple to her navel. “No!” She went ham on the tantrum. “I want it now!”
She knew what she was doing. Like it’s hard to get under this woman’s skin. Delia wanted to be in charge, and she wanted an orderly night with her woman of the moment. Helena was chaos. Never content with the status quo, especially if it meant she got bored. Putting on her best porn star moan because the vibrator touched her clit and rocketed her toward the ceiling was worth it if it made Delia frown from losing her precious control.
“Get a hold of yourself.” Delia tossed a strap-on onto the bed. “You’re taking my job away from me.”
“Trust me.” Once Helena was down far enough from her high, she lifted the vibrator to her lips and kissed the tip. It was still on. Rattle my teeth and teach me something new. She could say the same thing to Delia. “I can’t do that to myself. Not the way you can.”
“Keep it up, and you won’t get it at all.”
“Oh, come on.” Finally, Helena turned off the vibrator, flopping down to her side and kicking one of the pillows to the floor. She casually watched as Delia took off everything except her bra, not that it stopped one of her nipples from poking out of its cup with a cheeky hello. “You can’t take away my toys. Literally.”
“I can if you’re not behaving in my bed.”
“And how would you want me to behave?” Helena flipped over onto her stomach, pushing her ass into the air and ensuring that her pussy was on full display to the woman she wanted to touch it. “How does one act in here when she’s having her ass ridden?”
“I can’t tell if this is your kink or if you like being a bother.”
“Why not both?”
Delia stepped behind Helena, turning the vibrator back on. Before Helena could say uncle, both her hand and the vibrator within it were slapped against her pelvis.
Delia did not let go.
“Fuck…” Helena gasped as she buried her face in the bed. Her knees shook where they knelt. Soon, both of her legs would buckle, and that would be the end of her playful façade.
“That’s what I thought.” Even when Delia relented, Helena kept the vibrator against her slit, eyes slammed shut and body anticipating what Delia would inevitably give her. Yes. Do it now. She was ready. She had been since she woke up that morning, knowing she’d be getting it good tonight. “Not so cute now, are you?”
Helena had almost forgotten that this woman could spank her.
“Ow!” The sting commanded the last of her senses. “Do it again…”
“Good girls earn their prize. Haven’t you figured that out yet? What kind of people are training you out there? Nobody, is my guess.”
Helena laughed into the bed comforter. Behind her, Delia tightened her straps and tossed a bottle between her hands.
“I don’t care what you do with the vibrator.” Delia grabbed Helena by the hips and pulled her toward the edge of the bed. “But be mindful of the battery life, would you? I don’t want it dying before I can use it again.”
Helena had no intention of letting it abandon her slit. Even if she were on the verge of coming from the vibrations wracking her body as she sneakily switched it up one more level.
She didn’t have time to think about how good it felt. Delia had pulled her back far enough to fuck her.
Relief and conquest swelled within Helena, who was more than ready to show Delia how much she could endure. That’s right. You can’t get enough of me. You came back for more. Based on how hard Delia thrust and how tight her grip was on Helena’s thighs, this was personal. Did I trick that out of you? Is that how much I made you want this pussy? The same one making her scream in unfettered pleasure because it had been too long since someone fucked her like this? How did Delia know this was a warmup in Helena’s world?