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Impatiently, she stripped off her clothes and climbed back onto the bed. She got on her hands and knees, then lowered her upper body, resting her shoulder against a pillow, her cheek pressed into the mattress. She reached for the big vibrator, switched it on, teased her nipples with it for a few moments while sensation reverberated through her.

“Adam, this is for you,” she whispered.

She reached between her thighs and spread her swollen pussy lips with one hand, used the other to drive the big vibe into her wet and aching pussy.

She groaned, pumped it in and out, pleasure building again so quickly it made her shake all over. She pushed it deep inside her and left it there while she carefully placed a clamp onto one hard nipple, gasping a little at the flash of pain, then she took a breath and clamped the other nipple.

God, she loved being clamped. She’d never allowed a man to do this to her, but every cell in her body was screaming for Adam’s touch, for him to be the one to bring her pain.

“For you, Sir,” she whispered as she grabbed the slender chrome vibrator, covered it in lube and switched it on.

She shivered as she touched the cool, lubed vibe to her ass. And as she pushed the tip in, she moaned, over and over.

“Oh, God, yes. Yes, yes, yes.”

She pushed the chrome vibrator deeper and it slipped past the first ring of muscle easily. There was nothing but pleasure, sensation layered on sensation, as the small butt vibe and the larger vibe buried in her pussy shivered together.

Her nipples burned. With pain, with an even deeper pleasure that melded with everything else happening in her body. Desire soared, crested, held her at that keen edge while she panted with it. It was exactly what she wanted, craved. Total sensation overload.

She shoved the big vibrator deep into her pussy, and came, hard and sudden, her body jerking with a pleasure so intense it nearly hurt—did hurt, because she needed so badly for it to be Adam inside her body. Bringing her pleasure. Bringing her pain.

“Ah, God!”

She collapsed on the bed and, after a few breathless moments, she slipped the small vibe from her ass, letting the big vibrator in her pussy carry the remaining waves of her climax through her system. Before it was all over, she slipped one clamp off, crying out at the searing pain as sensation returned to her nipple. When she removed the other clamp she gasped, loving the pain, loving that she felt ‘punished’ by it—for not waiting for Adam, perhaps. She didn’t know. It didn’t matter right then if it made sense.

Finally, she switched off the big vibrator and slipped it from her body. She was trembling, almost in shock from the sheer intensity of it. She pulled the quilt over herself, trying to catch her breath. Yet somehow, she still wasn’t sated.

Apparently orgasm after orgasm couldn’t satisfy. No matter how many toys she used, it would never be enough. She’d known it from the moment she’d seen him. She had to feel his touch. It had to be him and nothing else would do. Nothing but his touch, and his absolute command.

Had she really thought of him as ‘Sir’ while she was getting off? Was it possible so much could change so quickly? Or had she simply not recognized the depth of her desires until she met him?

She didn’t like to think he could be right about that, struggling against admitting it even to herself. Tomorrow night would certainly be illuminating. Beyond exciting. A little scary.

But she was too worn out to think, too tired to try to come again, despite the hungry wanting of her unsated pussy. And even with need burning so brightly in her system, her eyes closed.

She was still thinking of Adam—the depth of his dusky blue gaze, his broad shoulders, his plush, generous mouth—when she drifted into sleep.

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