Page 72 of Shifting Gears

“Really?” Dani says, leaning closer for inspection. She looks a bit doubtful, but Nora suspects that if she can get the damn thing strapped on, it’s going to change Dani’s life.

“I thought it might work for you,” Nora says simply.

Dani’s eyes track up the length, focusing on Nora’s fingers and how they only just close around the circumference near the base. She bites at her lip. And she grins.

It’s not long before Nora is naked with Dani above her, the harness firmly buckled to Dani’s hips. The slight nervousness Dani had shown while putting the thing on has melted away. She’s kissing Nora with her usual enthusiasm, seemingly having forgotten about the newness of the toy until Nora reaches down to wrap her fist around it.

Dani shifts her hips slightly, aligning them more with Nora’s, and Nora uses the movement to press the toy—and the cushion—more firmly into place.

Dani’s reaction is visceral. She makes a loud, guttural noise as it presses into her. Her hips buck hard into Nora’s hand, and her kisses trail off into panting.

“Holy crap,” Dani gasps, staring down between their bodies at where Nora’s hand still grasps the length.

Nora squeezes, and Dani’s belly twitches as if she can feel it through the silicone.

“What do you think?” Nora asks, pressing it up again.

Dani moans, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. She’s holding herself up on her elbows—Nora can feel her arms trembling.

“It’s, uh,” Dani says breathlessly, still twitching in Nora’s firm grip, “it’s…wow.”

“Good experiment?”

“Makes me appreciate the scientific method,” Dani mumbles, kissing Nora deep and a little bit rough before pulling back just barely. “What’s the next step? Analyze the data?”

Nora smiles against her mouth. Spreading her legs to brace against the sheets, Nora slides a hand to rest on Dani’s lower back. When Dani looks down to watch the strap settle between Nora’s legs, she presses her hand down.

“The next step is,” Nora whispers shakily, bucking into the toy as it drags against her clit, “I want you inside me.”

Dani whimpers. The move puts almost as much pressure against her, and the muscles of her back shift under Nora’s hand.

“Okay,” Dani breathes, nodding rapidly. “Okay. Yeah. Right. Okay.”

The confident air Dani usually has in bed is shaken by the introduction of her own pleasure, but in this case, Nora is perfectly happy to help out. Rather than pushing the toy against Dani again, she pulls, guiding the tip downward.

Though Nora is expecting it, the sensation of the head nudging her is enough to make her heart skip. It’s thicker than anything she’s taken in a long time, and the knowledge of the stretch it’s going to give her makes her feel a little bit wild.

“Go slow,” Nora whispers, digging her nails into Dani’s lower back to urge her forward.

Dani nods. Her forehead is already shiny with sweat.

The first inch sinking inside her already has Nora gasping. And,God, slow Dani goes. She eases Nora open so carefully, with so much reverence, guiding herself with a hand on the base of the toy and pressing their foreheads together as Nora clings to her back.

Nora’s control of the situation is slipping through her fingers. She’s tied up in knots as Dani’s hands roam her body, desperate for that pressure and fullness and just a hint of pain. The look on Dani’s face as she slowly takes her ignites something deep.

It feels like an eternity before Dani bottoms out. Their hips align completely, and Nora has a sudden moment of terrifying clarity.

She’s never felt so close to someone in her entire life.

Nora is no stranger to sex, with strap-ons or otherwise. She’s always had decent results with this sort of toy. But Dani’s reaction is above and beyond what Nora expected. Dani is trembling above her, one hand anchored at the crease of Nora’s thigh to make more space for herself, pressed against Nora’sbody from chest to thighs. She’s unmoving, waiting for Nora to adjust, but Nora can feel the tension in every muscle. The control. The desire. It’s as if the toy is an extension of her.

With her legs bracketed around Dani’s hips, with her heavy breaths mingling with Dani’s, with what feels like every inch of her filled to the brim, the combination of vulnerability and safety that sweeps over Nora is almost too much to take.

When Nora gathers herself enough to shift her hips upward, Dani seems to finally feel the impact of the cushion pressing into her again. Her hips buck forward hard with another broken moan, and the movement inside Nora firmly displaces any thoughts that might have been in her head that aren’tplease fuck me until I can’t walk.

Nora bites gently on Dani’s earlobe, pressing herself up and into the strap—and, by extension, into Dani—with five words that make Dani go wild.

“I’m ready. Don’t hold back.”

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