Page 50 of Cocky Counsel

I raised an eyebrow and held it up for her to see.

“Oh, I’m sure it is. I’m sure it massages really well,” I teased. I sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

She narrowed her eyes at me and glared. I could see that she was trying to figure out a way to skirt past this little incident, but I was having way too much fun with it.

“I thought we were in here so you could attempt to push my button, as you said,” she replied with a bit of sarcasm. “Not so you could over analyze my massager and turn it into something dirty.”

I nodded and looked down at the vibrator in my hand. There was no fucking way that this was a massager. Not even if she tried to run that bullshit lie by her mother.

“Well, I can clearly see that you’ve been pushing its buttons,” I said as I lifted it to show her. “See how this one is completely worn off? You can’t even see what it's supposed to say, it’s been touched that many times.” I brought it closer to my face and squinted my eyes to try to read what was left of the writing. “Pulse? Is that what it says?” I handed it to her, but she refused to take it.

“Alright, let’s just see what it does when we press that button, shall we?” I wiggled my eyebrows and watched as she studied me. I pressed the button, and the room was filled with a hum as the vibration increased as I continued to press it. I kept going until it reached the highest level and smiled when I felt how strong she liked it.

“This is quite the massager,” I said, leaning down on my elbow so I was almost lying beside her. “Where exactly do you like to use it?” I asked, my tone more serious than playful.

She studied me, unsure of whether to answer me.

“Show me where you like it, Eva,” I urged.

Her eyes darkened, and she sucked in a deep breath as she reached over and guided my hand to her pussy. She spread her legs and pulled her panties to the side before pressing the vibrator against her clit. I watched as her eyes closed and her back started to arch, the humming sound floating around us as it pressed against her. She started working her hips in a circular motion, and I could tell that she was already getting close. I wanted to reach down and rub her clit until she came around my fingers, but I was so fucking turned on by watching her get off to her vibrator that I didn’t move. I just laid there and pressed it harder against her clit, watching as her body started to jerk through the intense spasms of her orgasm as she reached down and pushed it where she needed it.

A few minutes later, she pulled it away and blew out a heavy breath as she laid there with her eyes closed.

“That was embarrassing,” she admitted so quietly that I almost didn’t hear her. Was she crazy? There was nothing embarrassing about that at all.

“That was fucking hot. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” I assured her as I reached down and turned off the vibrator before returning it to her nightstand.

“I’ve never let anyone know that I do that, let alone have them watch me.”

“Well, I’m honored to be the first—and the last,” I laughed.

It was quiet between us for a few minutes as we laid on the bed.

“Although I’m not sure that I like how much that thing can get you off so quickly. I might have to up my game,” I joked.

“Your game is just fine,” she said lightheartedly as she rolled onto her side and looked at me. “Besides, nothing is ever quite as good as having an actual dick inside of you.” A sexy smile spread across her face as she unbuttoned the last few buttons I hadn’t gotten to. She pulled my shirt loose from being tucked into my pants and unbuckled my belt. I lifted my hips so she could pull it through the loops, laughing as she flung it across the room and almost knocked over a lamp on her dresser.

I scooted up a little as she climbed over and straddled me, lifting her skirt in the process. Her black thong was still pulled to the side, giving me an unobstructed view of her wet pussy. She reached down and unbuttoned my trousers before pulling the zipper down. Within seconds, her hand was wrapped around my thick cock as she pulled it free from my briefs.

She grabbed it firmly, stroking me up and down a few times before she lifted herself and slid down onto it.

I closed my eyes and groaned, my hands holding onto her hips as I took a moment to adjust to the feeling of being inside of her without having a condom on. I couldn’t remember the last time that I had sex without a condom, but fuck if this didn’t feel like heaven. She leaned forward slightly and started to work her hips in a grinding motion when I dug my fingers into her to stop her.

“I’m not wearing a condom,” I muttered stupidly. No shit, she knew I didn’t have one on before she slid my dick inside of her.

“I know,” she said, pulling my hands away from her hips and up to her breast. She reached up and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing the black lace bra that matched her thong. Her eyes locked onto mine as she slid the straps down her arms before reaching back to unclasp it. Slowly, she pulled her bra off and leaned forward to toss it to the edge of the bed, putting her perfect tits right in front of my face.

It felt like my birthday and Christmas and every other fucking holiday all wrapped into one as I felt her soft pussy clench around my dick while I pulled one of her nipples into my mouth.

“I’m on the pill,” she whispered in my ear before she leaned back, pulling her nipple out as she started grinding down on my dick. My hands reached up and caressed her tits while she bounced hard, up and down, riding me like she needed to be fucked as bad as I did. I knew that I wouldn’t last long like this and bit the inside of my cheek to keep from coming right away. She started moving faster, pushing herself up before sliding down and forcing me deeper inside of her. Within minutes I felt the build-up start and locked eyes with her as she shifted her position so that her clit rubbed against my shaft with each thrust. I lifted my hips and pounded into her, feeling the way her pussy spasmed around my cock as her second orgasm ripped through her. I pinched my eyes closed and felt the relief wash over me as I came inside of her.

We were both breathless and panting, but neither of us bothered to move. I reached up and wrapped my arm around her as she curled up against my chest.

“Okay, maybe I was wrong,” I laughed.

“About what?” she asked, her cheek pressed against my chest.

“The whole just fucking thing.”

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