Page 96 of Faking It

Completely at his mercy.

With his eyes locked on mine, Gideon steps from his pants. My hungry eyes shift to his bouncing cock. Like his tongue, I’m eager for that organ to pleasure me.

But he doesn’t pleasure me with his cock.

Or his tongue.

My brows furrow as he goes back to the cabinet and opens another drawer, pulling out a black toy shaped like a gun with a ball at the end. Next he pulls out a silver bullet vibrator. Yeah, I know what that is. I have one in my top drawer.

Holding both toys in one hand, he warms me up, finger-fucking me. A satisfying moan threatens to emerge when he dips his head and kisses my clit, but I hold it back. God, I want to scream at him not to stop. Being spread-eagled like this, his head buried between my thighs isthe hottest thing I’ve ever imagined. I could come from that fact alone.

Gideon eases back and presses a button and the vibrating gun comes to life, pulsating. He stares right into my eyes while slipping the head inside me.

Jesus.

My eyes immediately roll to the back of my head, and I can’t hold back the moan this time. It comes out with a soft hiss at the end. Gideon is either too caught up with wrecking me with this toy, or I’m actually allowed to make noise.

Either way, I don’t care.

I’m being fucked by a thick, hard vibrator and it feels like heaven. No,it isheaven. Two minutes, and I’m already on cloud nine.

Then Gideon’s eyes narrow at me, and I know he’s up to something. I know this isn’t it. He’s got more in store for me.

He lifts the bullet, and I now remember that’s it there. Holy shit. He’s not going to do what I suspect. I’m already halfway to losing my mind.

The furious whirring from the tiny toy almost gets overpowered by the vibrating gun, but I hear it. He puts it on maximum speed. Not that I see him do it. That’s just how it feels when it brushes against my clit.

“Ohgodohgodohgod… fuck, Gideon!”

My aching legs strain against the rope. They bite into my skin, but I don’t care.

“Ohmigod, this feels fucking good!”

The vibrating ball massages my pussy, the bullet pounding my clit. The double sensation is enough to tear me to shreds. I explode with a scream that I’m sure even the neighbors hear, although this room might be soundproof.

Then, I pee on myself.

For a split second, just for a moment, I thought I actually did. But as the clear liquid spurts, and I stare at it in awe, I realize what’s happening to me.

I’m squirting.

Gideon moves the bullet to the tip of my clit, right at that sensitive spot, making gentle, but deliberate circles. Pleasure bubbles in my belly, then runs right the fuck over. I pull at my restraints, coming again.

And squirting again.

And again.

Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuk…

Gideon doesn’t stop servicing me with those toys until I’m totally drained, chin falling on my chest. He then unties my limp body and moves me over to the bed, proceeding to give me the hardest, deepest fucking I’ve ever gotten. Oh, those toys were amazing, but his cock rolling through me, hitting that pleasure spot over and over, making me scream his name as I come again, it’s more than amazing. More than enjoyable. More than addictive.

It’s all of the above.

When he finally lets go, climaxing with a feral roar, his chiseled body rippling as he fucks me without mercy, I mark tonight as the best I’ve ever had.

***

A loud shrilling yanks me from the sweetest slumber. I try to sit up, but Gideon’s thick arm around my waist keeps me pinned to the bed. He grunts as I ease it off me, then roll on my side, reaching for the phone on the night table. I see that it’s almost 3 am, just as I anxiously swipe the screen to take Tori’s call. She would never reach out this late unless there was an emergency.

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