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With my cock still in her other hand, she raises her head to meet my eyes and then she leans down and sucks my cock into her mouth.

“Ah, fuck!” She nearly takes my damn breath away as she consumes me, her tongue circling my shaft as she pulls off of me and then sucks me back in. She creates a rocking motion between my achingly stiff cock and the one suction-cupped behind her. As she pulls herself off the toy, she swallows me farther into her mouth. And then when she slips from my heated skin, she fills herself, stretching her pussy with the mammoth toy.

Any other day I might be hella fucking jealous of a sex toy but tonight? Fuck no. Tonight I’m not only enjoying a front row seat to my girl’s pleasure, but it’s also becoming an interactive experience I will not soon forget.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Naughty. Your mouth feels incredible.” I shake my head in awe. “If you could see yourself right now. So, fucking beautiful like this. With your pussy full on one end and your sexy mouth stuffed with my cock on the other end.”

As I’m admiring the most erotic view I think I’ve ever seen, I gather her hair and wrap it all around my fist a few times, holding it away from her face to ensure a clear picture of her mouth.

“Fuck, yeah. Just like that,” I tell her when her fingertips skate against my balls. “Such a fucking good girl.”

She groans against me as she impales herself in every direction. The vibrations of her voice sending chills down my spine.

Vibrations.

Remembering the setting I found on that dildo last week, I lean forward and smooth my hand down her back, around her leg, and underneath her. My fingertips find the switch near the bottom of dildo and I flick it on.

“Oh, my God!” Layken exclaims, popping off my cock momentarily.

“Watching you fuck yourself might be the best thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life, Mrs. Ollenberg. That feel okay?”

She nods vigorously with a renewed hunger in her eyes. “Yes. Fuck, yes.”

“Good. Now open up for me so I can fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” With a slight tug of her hair, I pull her toward my cock helping her rock back and forth. The vibrations of the dildo causing her legs to shake and her body to hum. She continues the steady motion of sliding her mouth over my rigid cock but picks up speed as her body begins to betray her.

“Oh God!” she cries with her mouth full.

I slap my hands on the shower wall to keep myself steady as she sucks me hard, relentlessly. “Jesus fuck, you’re going to make me come.”

Together we fall into a tandem rhythm. As she rocks back and forth I thrust myself into her mouth so her legs don’t have to work too hard.

“Feel me, Naughty? Feel how fucking hard you make me?”

There’s nothing fucking flaccid about what’s in her mouth right now.

And there never will be again.

“Mhmm,” she moans hungrily taking every inch of me unremittingly. And then as the fury builds inside her, she does the one thing that sets my body ablaze. Her hand on my balls, she reaches up between my legs and taps her finger against my tight puckered hole, pushing it just inside, and I’m a fucking goner.

“Mother fuck, Layken! Oh fuck!” I come so hard I almost fall down, my legs shaking as I spill inside her. She swallows down everything I give her and then cries out as her own orgasm rips through her body.

“Fuck! Yes! Griffin!” she screams my name, panting for breath as she comes. Her legs become wobbly but I’m right there to catch her so she doesn’t fall. Instead, I lead us to the bench inside the shower and hold her lifeless body against my chest.

“That was, unfuckingbelievable Mrs. Ollenberg.” I kiss the side of her head and smooth my arms up and down her body. “Absolutely incredible.”

She lifts her head and I push her wet hair back from her face, revealing her satisfied smile. “Toys are fun, but I’ve been spoiled by your mighty and possessive cock,” she explains.

“Who do you think taught this cock all it knows?” I wink at her and she giggles against me.

And for the first time in my life, I feel completely at ease and truly happy.

“I love you, Griffin.”

She doesn’t look at me when she says it, so I bring my finger to her chin and turn her face to be sure she’s looking into my eyes when I tell her, “I love you so much more, Layken.” We share in a gentle and slow kiss and when we pull apart, I place one more kiss on the edge of her nose. “Come on, let’s dry off and then go to bed. I want to hold you while we fall asleep.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

LAYKEN

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