Page 62 of For Your Eyes Only
“It’s… different.”
“I think it’s too soft. You need something stronger.”
My brow furrows, and he slips out from behind me. The noise of drawers opening and closing, and the distinct sound of a foil wrapper, a condom. He’s back, lifting me onto his lap, only now his boxers are gone. His hard dick is against my ass, and something is in his hand.
“What do you think of this?” Reaching down, he places his palm against my inner thigh, and buzzing zips against my skin.
I jump, straining against the tie. “What is that?”
Soft lips touch the side of my neck. “It’s a bullet vibrator. It’s on the lowest setting. Do you like it?”
He moves it up my leg, drawing closer to my bare slit, and my throat tightens.
I’m breathing faster, and my voice rushes out on a breath. “It tickles.”
“Have you ever used a vibrator?” Shaking my head no, my entire focus is on his buzzing palm, now circling my lower stomach. “This should be interesting then.”
“Oh, God…” He slides it lower, over my pubic bone, hovering just above my clit as my heart beats faster.
“Ready?” A wicked smile is in his voice, and he doesn’t wait for my answer.
His hand covers my pussy, and a burst of vibration sizzles against my most sensitive place. It’s like a shock straight to my spine, up to my brain. It’s an orgasm building on overdrive, growing stronger by the second.
My knees lift, my toes curl, my back arches. My lips part, and I let out a noise like a cat. Then it’s gone. I’m gasping, confused, sensations radiating out through my thighs.
“Oh…” I didn’t finish. I’m right at the edge, and the absence of vibration is almost as painful as the presence.
“You like it?” Trip’s beard scuffs my sensitive skin, and I’m overwhelmed.
“What?” It’s practically a sob. “You’re torturing me.”
“The technical term isedging, but it’s a little like torture.” Warm lips cover the base of my neck, opening to allow his tongue to touch me as his hand returns, buzzing against my inner thigh. “Feels so good when you finally come.”
Gasping again, my entire body tenses. My legs tremble wildly as he slowly moves higher, his touch growing lighter. My stomach flutters, and my core clenches repeatedly when he reaches the seam of my thigh. With the lightest pass, he grazes my clit, and a yelp jumps from my throat.
He grazes me again, and I rise off his lap, clenching my thighs.
A deep groan rumbles in his throat. “I need to feel this.”
He slides his empty palm firmly over my pussy, flattening his fingers against my skin, then gently slapping my hypercharged clit several times.
I cry out, my knees jumping with every slap. “What are you doing?”
I’ve never heard of these things. His hand smooths over me again, easing the spasms, then he dips two fingers into my core. A satisfied hum rumbles in his chest.
“So wet.” The tip of his cock replaces his fingers, and his hand moves to my stomach. “Ride me, beautiful girl. I want your messy come all over me.”
His command is almost a relief. Pushing against him, I open greedily, taking his rigid cock fully into my core with a moan. I’m still a little sore, but the need provoked by his torture drives me.
His hand goes to my leg once more, and the vibration is steady and firm, moving higher. I’m clenching faster, bucking and pulling on his dick as he groans against my neck. “Fuck yeah.”
Another soft skim of vibration against my clit, and I wail. My thighs close over his hand, and I’m shaking, thrusting my ass against his pelvis, riding his cock like my life depends on it. I can’t take much more of this, yet at the same time, I don’t want it to end.
“Last time.” His voice is strained, and his empty hand rises to cover my breast, squeezing and pulling my nipple while the vibrating hand moves down my stomach, lower, winding me tighter the closer it gets.
Until it’s there.
Relentless vibration arches my back. My eyes squeeze tight, and I strain higher as the shockwaves of orgasm activate every muscle in my body. I writhe against him, and with my hands bound and my eyes blind. He groans loudly, but my entire focus is on his dick, pumping hard and fast as I come, screaming.