Page 132 of Stealing Sunshine

“Please,” I plead brokenly.

I’m sensitive and aching deep after my stolen orgasm. I need relief so badly I’m willing to do anything for it.

Sinking two fingers into my opening, Bryce shifts her position on my thigh until she can watch them glide deep. A puddle of arousal coats my thigh beneath her as she keeps us pressed together but doesn’t glide forward again. Instead, her attention has fallen on me.

I preen beneath her wide-pupiled stare. The pleasure blooming in my core is instant and intense after being teased. I only need a few more strokes to come. Release is so, so close?—

“Bryce! Oh . . . Oh, I’m going to come. I’m going to . . . Please let me come,” I plead brokenly.

She hooks her fingers inside my walls and brings a second hand to play with my clit. An orgasm stronger than I’ve ever felt knocks the wind out of me. It grows in intensity the faster she rubs her thumb against my clit, and I forget to breathe.

“Eyes open, Daisy. Watch me when I make you come.”

I arch my neck and suck in a strangled inhale, forcing my eyes open. It gets stuck in my throat as my body begins to shake, the pleasure lasting hours upon hours, like it’ll never end.

“Don’t pass out on me. You’re not done.”

My pussy cries at the loss of her fingers. My head feels empty, nothing inside but the desire for more. For both of us.

Bryce must be thinking the same thing as me. I do nothing but lie beneath her, my muscles still jelly, while she swivels and brings her thighs to either side of my head. She’s glistening between her puffy pink lips, and I dart my tongue out to get a taste before she’s settled in place.

An animalistic sound escapes me. My hands find her ass, and I squeeze it in two tight fists. She drops her hips and leans off the side of the bed. Her pussy rubs against my mouth, and I waste no time before swiping my tongue over the length of her again.

She groans, thighs tightening against my cheeks. “Not yet.”

“Then when?”

A low, almost undetectable buzzing sounds, but I can’t see where it’s coming from with her on top of me. Her arousal coats my lips, and I decide that I don’t care what it is or what she’s planning on doing with it.

“Now, Sunshine,” she says before breaching me with something round and slick.

The vibrations are weak compared to earlier, but combined with the thick width of the dildo, the pleasure is sharper, more intense.

“Look at you, stretching so wide for my toys. Do you want it deeper?” she asks, her praise setting me on fire.

I nod, and my words get swept away as I plunge my tongue into her opening and then flick it against her pierced hood. The dildo bottoms out, leaving me so full it’s almost uncomfortable, before she pulls it free and soothes the ache with the pressure of her thumb to my clit.

“Louder, Daisy. You’ve had such a busy mouth all day, but now you don’t have words to say?”

I take the hoop piercing between my teeth and pull just enough for her to feel it.

“Oh,fuck,” she curses, starting to jerk her hips into unstable movements. “I can’t get enough of you or this gorgeous cunt. Could spend the rest of my life right here.”

I don’t understand how I can already be so close to coming a second time only a few minutes after the first, but it’s there. It’s building and building, and if she keeps up the double stimulation, I’m going to explode.

I lift her off my mouth just long enough to say, “I watched you come riding a toy in your bed weeks ago. It’s been on my mind since, and after tasting you for the first time at the shop, I knew I wouldn’t ever get enough of this pretty pussy, even if I had an entire lifetime to spend between your legs.”

Bryce comes with a cry that I’d bet her neighbours can hear without even one of my fingers inside of her. She pulses against my tongue, and I slide my tongue through her opening, craving a taste of her cum.

The dildo continues to thrust into me, but when Bryce collapses forward and drops her face between my thighs, I know it won’t matter. The moment the tip of her tongue circles my sensitive clit, I come again.

The second orgasm doesn’t last as long as the first, but it’s more intense. My temperature rises, then falls, and my pulse beats in my ears as I suck in quick breaths to try and bring myself back into my body.

Bryce tugs the dildo free, discarding it somewhere on the bed before sealing her mouth over my slit and licking me clean. I moan, both at how sensitive I am and how comforting the act is, and then loosen my punishing grip on her ass. The half moons I left indented in her skin make me frown.

A moment later, she rolls off me and onto her back on themattress. Her toes are painted a dark blue that appears almost black, and they wiggle as she sighs.

“Are you okay?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

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