Page 13 of His Lovebug

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QUIN

The coolness of the smooth massager flirted with my rim and hole.

“Don’t tease,” I whispered, rocking up to meet the toy.

Matt chuckled, and his low tone made me shiver. He lubed the toy before easing it in, then tugged it out until only the tip spread me open. The vibrations began in my ass, and I squeezed around the prostate massager while he played with me, moaning into a kiss as Matt devoured my mouth. I gasped as he slid the toy in deep and it nudged firmly against the best spot in the world.

My insides were melting into a puddle of liquid gold while each of my muscles was taut to the point that I was shaking and sweating. I’d never been pulled in so many directions at once. My cock quivered from root to tip as I rolled my hips, and the massager pressed firmly on my P-spot.

“Daddy!” The only thing I registered was Matt’s smoldering dark eyes. He leaned back to stare down at me hungrily, and my ab muscles contracted. Somehow, even though it ached, it was so fucking good.

With a smug grin, he tapped the massager, and the vibrations increased. The hair on my arms stood up and my nipples hardened until they were a distraction. Groaning, I tugged on the cuffs and rocked my hips. My cock smacked my abs and left wet kisses there. My precum was a hot river leaking onto my skin. I wasn’t sure what I was trying to do anymore. I didn’t really want to escape, but my hands flexed.

“Daddy, jerk me off, please!” I couldn’t drag enough breath into my lungs and thrashed.

“No, I love this. You’re going to let your husband take care of you all night long. And as my wife, you’re going to trust me to make you feel good.” He slid his fingertip around my cockhead, and I rattled the cuffs again, going out of my mind.

“I can’t take much more of this,” I sobbed.

Matt stared directly into my eyes and pinched my right nipple.

I hissed.

“You know what?” He scratched his chin, and my stomach twisted in a strange way. A delicious, delirious sensation was taking over my body. I was going crazy. “I saw something else that might be fun in that trunk,” he said with a grin, then leaned down and sucked hard on my right nipple.

Keening, I bucked my hips, needing anything—just a little more of something—to finish myself off. I couldn’t think. I planted my heels on the bed and jutted my hips, shifting the toy just right against my prostate, but the steady vibrations were maddeningly not enough.

“Oh, that’s fucking beautiful, Baby Girl,” he said, then slid a finger up the underside of my cock. He tweaked that spot right below the head with two fingers, and my asshole unintentionally squeezed hard around the toy.

“Please, please, Daddy,” I shouted, not able to moderate my tone anymore. “Please!”

He chuckled and got off the bed.

Huffing, I glared after him but couldn’t stop wriggling around. I tried so hard to fuck myself on the prostate massager, but I couldn’t finish.

When he came back, I had no idea what the hell was in his hands. They weren’t something I’d ever seen. They were pink and shaped like suction cups with tiny blunt plastic teeth in them, and there seemed to be a remote. He spit in one before pushing up my bralette and gently situating it over my left nipple. I gasped as he pressed the bud flat. Then, he did the same to the right one. I frowned and stared at my chest, no longer totally fixated on what was happening in my ass.

“You’re going to scream for your husband tonight,” he said, brown eyes sparkling with evil joy. He licked around the right cup before tugging lightly on the bralette with his teeth as he tapped the button on the small white remote. I was stunned when the pink things over my nipples began to vibrate. It wasn’t quite the same as having his mouth on me because it wasn’t warm, but it was fucking relentless, especially with the toy in my ass. My cockhead pulsed at the bizarre—yet definitely amazing—sensation.

Moaning, I tossed my head on the pillow.

Strands of hair got in my mouth, and he carefully brushed them away, leaving me to soak in all the tingles ripping apart my sanity. He urged me over, twisting the chain on the cuffs a bit, until I was on my knees with my ass in the air, resting on my elbows. My cock swung free, and I was able to work my hips better this way.

Had I ever been this hard?

Tears dripped off my cheeks as I sobbed, but I didn’t care. I was one sensation away from going out of my mind.

“Daddy,” I whimpered, voice hoarse.

“What color are we at?” he asked, stroking a hand down my back. He stared at me like I was the most remarkable thing he’d ever seen, and somehow that made my cock throb even more. Precum leaked from the tip, distracting me from the question. It was such a bizarre thrill to feel the thick drop fall off.

“Baby Girl, what color are we at?” he asked, slapping my ass hard.

It took me a few seconds to remember what colors were. “Green,” I gasped out as he tapped the massager. The toy stopped, but then he nudged it again, and I almost came as stronger vibrations powered through my body. I curled forward, but he put a hand on my abs and lifted my ass into the air again. My cock swayed and pulsed. If I could just rut against the bed for a microsecond, I would come.

“Very nice,” he murmured, and I flushed. I’d never felt more owned by him. How did he make me feel like I was here purely for his pleasure while he was doing these things to me? He picked up the wand massager and turned it on, and I gasped, pulling at the cuffs.

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