Page 63 of Burn With Me

Ginny gets to pick her poison tonight. At least what we’ll start off with.

I’m well aware that the club provides toys in the rooms, but I’m not leaving my health in the hands of whoever is in charge of cleaning them. I really should ask Carmela what the protocol is for that.

The sound of the door opening pulls my attention. Ginnysteps through, wearing her gift but not her wings, and even through the mask, I can tell she looks guarded.

“Good evening, Little Ember. I see you got my gift.”

“I did, thank you. It’s beautiful. What are those?” she asks curiously as I step aside to let her view the other presents.

“I think it’s time we see just how much your pretty cunt can take, don’t you?” My arms settle on either side of her as I grip the table, caging her in. She doesn’t seem to notice, instead reaching out to inspect her toys.

“You got all this for me?” she whispers.

“Forus, yes.” I long to sink my teeth into the flesh of her neck. But since the large mask I wear is in the way, I reach for her hips instead, digging my fingers into the lace that covers her skin. “Which one would you like to start with?”

Sliding my hand up her side, I glide it back down over the curve of her ass and continue moving until my middle finger is sliding through the opening in the lingerie to tease her entrance.

A gasp flies from her mouth, her head falling back on my shoulder while I continue to slide my finger along her already slick lips, moving higher toward that tight bundle of nerves with every pass. Her hands fly out to brace on the edge of the table as she lets out a long moan.

“More,” she whispers just as the tip of my finger teases her clit.

“Choose a toy,” I respond before pulling away entirely and going to stand at the edge of the bed.

It doesn’t take her long to choose one of the “Rabbits” and crawl on the bed with it in hand. “Are you going to watch me?”

Chuckling, I hold a hand out for her to give the toy to me. “No, you’re going to watchme.”

Her confusion shifts to clarity as a shiver of excitement rolls through her body, making her look as happy as a kid on Christmas morning. “What do you want me to do?”

“Lie back and spread your legs,” I command.

Ginny does as she’s told. Grabbing a pillow to prop under her head, she lies back and unabashedly spreads her legs, revealing her glistening pussy. Instantly, my cock is hard, and I readjust myself before crawling on the bed between her legs.

There’s no need for lubricant, so I swipe my fingers up her center, relishing the way her back arches off the bed as I spread her arousal over the head of the toy before turning it on. The little ears start to shake, the purple silicone lighting up from within as the head starts turning in circles.

Her eyes widen as she watches it. Her knees begin to close, so I quickly settle between them so they can’t. Gripping the edges of the pillow under her head, her big blue orbs glow with unrestrained lust.

“I’m going to go slow, so just relax,” I instruct.

She draws her bottom lip between her teeth as she watches me lower the head to her pussy, rubbing it up and down between her lips before pushing in slightly. Sucking a breath in, her back arches off the bed, her legs squeezing my sides as she tries to draw them together.

“Relax, Little Ember,” I repeat.

I reach up to rub her clit slowly and begin to stroke her insides with the dildo. My eyes bounce back and forth between watching the toy enter her slowly, little by little, and her face as she twists her head to bite her knuckles.

She’s fucking glorious.

“How does it feel?”

“So good,” she moans. “So fucking good. Don’t stop.”

Once her walls are stretched around the toy—which is much smaller than my cock—I angle it so that the ears of the Rabbit can flick against her clit.

“Oh my god! Fuck!” She squirms, hips thrusting off the bed.

“Can you take more?” My voice is hoarse, my accent slipping, but she doesn’t seem to notice. Too lost in her euphoric haze to hear.

“More? How much more can there possibly be?” she cries out.

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