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It was silentin the room except the rustling of the bedding and Lori’s acceleratingbreathing. He was warm above her, generating heat she could feel even where hewasn’t touching her, and he slowly pushed up her chemise to bare her body tohim.

Ander took histime—stroking her body, fondling her breasts, teasing out spots that made hergasp or squirm that she’d never imagined before. This time, she was toodistracted by the sensations to point out the things she liked best, but hefound them anyway. Eventually, Lori was flushed all over and writhingshamelessly from the need for friction.

Ander’s mouthwas on her side, on a sensitive spot just above her hip. He mouthed it hard andfluttered his tongue against her skin. At the same time, he was rubbing theback of her knee in a gentle massage and occasionally flicking at one of hererect nipples with his other hand.

“Ander,” shefinally rasped. When he raised his head, she continued, “Can we...can we trythe vibrator?”

Noddingwordlessly, he reached for it and for the lube on the nightstand. He kneltbetween her splayed legs and squirted lube out onto his hand. She could seeeverything much more clearly tonight from the light from the bathroom. “I’lluse my hand first, like last time,” Ander explained.

Lori gave a nodand then stared at him, hypnotized by her physical desire and by the sight ofthe mostly naked man reaching his hand down to her groin. Ander stroked heropen and wasted no time in sliding two fingers into her wet, pulsing channel.She arched her neck and parted her lips at the feel of the penetration.

Rhythmically, Anderfucked her with his fingers for a few minutes, causing her to twist in pleasureand reach up to grab the headboard. He seemed to be stretching her, pushingagainst her inner walls. He avoided touching her clit, though, which is whereshe really wanted him.

Finally, shemanaged to choke out, “If you rub my clit, I think I can come.”

“I know,” Andersaid in a low voice. “But when you come, you’ll get tighter. That might makeintercourse more difficult. I know everyone says that orgasms relax youbeforehand, but you get a lot tighter after an orgasm. You’re tight already andyou don’t need to get any tighter. I’d suggest we wait, but I can do whateveryou’d prefer.”

It made sense.She certainly didn’t want to make intercourse any more uncomfortable than ithad to be, but the logic didn’t help ease her urgent, wriggling body.

“The vibrator?”she prompted.

Ander picked upthe vibrator and slicked it up with lubricant. “You see how it’s curved?” Hecleared his voice before he continued. “It’s made to easily reach your g-spot.”

He gentlyinserted the slim, pink device into her channel and she felt pressure on herupper wall. He thrust it slowly, and it moved easily with the lube and her ownmoisture. “Do you feel your g-spot? There?”

She felt atingling pressure from the press of the vibrator. “Yeah.” Despite her intensearousal, she felt curiosity prompt her. “I thought from the way it’s describedin love scenes that hitting your g-spot would cause this huge jolt ofpleasure.”

Ander shook hishead, still pumping the vibrator slowly inside her. “It can get that way, butit’s a cumulative effect. Most women need to be aroused before they can feel itat all. Then it takes some building up before you can get the best sensations.”

As he continuedpumping, she started to feel the tingling pleasure intensify.

“Do you want totry it,” he asked, “To make sure you can find it yourself?”

Lori reacheddown between her legs to take the vibrator and slide it in and out like Anderhad. It was a little embarrassing, but his lessons would do her no good if shecouldn’t find it on her own. She angled it until she felt her g-spot again andparted her lips at the renewed stimulation.

“Good?” Anderasked, his eyes moving from her face to the device that was penetrating herintimately, wet now and making a faint, embarrassing sucking sound as she movedit.

“Yeah.”

She let Andertake over the vibrator again, and she gasped as he turned it on. The sensationsswelled up so intensely and so quickly that she arched and clawed at thesheets.

“Too much?” heasked. She couldn’t see his eyes in the dim room. Couldn’t read his expression.

She fisted herfingers in the sheets. “Really, really good.”

He kept pumpingthe pulsing vibrator against her g-spot until Lori’s body tightened brutallyand she panted loud and frantic.

Then he pulledit out. “Sorry. I better stop now or you’ll come. You should be able to get areally good orgasm that way. If you can’t get all the way there, try rubbingyour clit at the same time.”

Lori nodded inacknowledgement of this advice. Her cheeks blazed, and she could feel herselfperspiring. Her arousal was a throbbing ache between her legs. “I really needto come,” she admitted, tempted to sneak her own hand between her legs.

“Are you readyfor intercourse?”

“Yeah. Please.”

Ander returnedthe vibrator to the nightstand as he climbed off the bed. She watched as heslid his silk boxers down over his hips. His erection sprang free and bobbed afew times. He was big—at least as far as Lori could tell—hand even in the lowlight she could see that his shaft was a slightly deeper color than the rest ofhim.

When he pickedup a condom packet, a clench of anxiety tightened in her throat. To distractherself, Lori asked, “What happens if you aren’t able to get it up?”

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