Page 69 of Not Until Her

She moves it in a circular motion, barely grazing me now. It’s torturous and amazing, and I think I’m going to lose my mind for the few brief seconds when she finally applies more pressure. That pattern continues, hard and soft, back and forth, for what feels like an eternity. When I sit up as much as I can to kiss her, it’s sloppy. I capture her bottom lip, sucking on it, and I could get off on the gasp that pulls from her alone.

This woman is too fucking hot.

“Say my name when you come,” she says into my mouth.

I nod, unable to argue even if I wanted to.

The vibrator sinks lower again, sitting too comfortably between my lips, paused. Waiting.

I lie back down, bracing for her next move.

“Please, just—“

It presses into me further, the tip stretching me deliciously. My own wetness helps it slide in easily, but again she stops.

I let the vibration rattle through me, lighting up every single piece of me.

“Keep going,” I breathe.

She leans over my body, our breasts pressing against each other. I feel her cool breath before I hear her delicate voice.

“I’m trying to be careful.”

I scoff instinctively.

“You don’t want to hurt me or something?”

“You haven’t told me if you’re into that.”

Before the answer even comes to me, before I register what it is, she pushes it in further until it’s reached as far as it can go. I moan so loudly, I surprise myself.

I do it again as she begins to attack at all angles. She works it in and out of me, her thumb presses to my clit, and her mouth lands on the most sensitive spot of my neck.

I’m a ticking time bomb that switched from having a few minutes to mere seconds.

I’ve never felt my orgasm build so violently, but that’s exactly what it is. It feels like a storm raging in this very room, sweeping up all of its contents in a fierce wind.

I can almost feel it swirling around me, as I gasp my last breaths before I can’t hold off any longer.

“Oh fuck,Kara.”

I say her name with the last of the air in my lungs before the wind whips it away. I’m a woman possessed again, as my body spasms underneath her. The storm dies down, but her actions do not.

I try to gasp out the words, but I can’t find them. Instead I continue to twitch, and feel, and go far past what my body was ready for.

After what seems like an eternity of trying and failing to wind down, she switches it off, and slowly pulls it out of me.

The wet sound of it is almost embarrassing, but I’m still too far gone to worry about it.

Kara throws the vibrator on the end of the bed without a care, and falls down beside me.

“Holy shit,” she whispers.

“Holy crap,” I echo.

We lay there for so long, chests heaving, that I let my eyes fall closed. I let myself forget where I am as exhaustion hits me full force.

I wait mere moments for her to protest, to shake me, to demand that it’s time for me to go, but it doesn’t come.