Page 533 of Lodestar

Aware that she’d be bare beneath, I moved lower, lower, waiting for her soft cry as the vibrations began to make themselves known.

“Conor, please,” she whined, and that plea went straight to my dick. “Please, please.”

I moved the tip of the vibrator around her clit.

I’d studied the favorites on the market and had reasoned that an edge was necessary for extra pressure; that was why I’d shaped it like a lipstick but with a wider, more slanted head. I burrowed that sharper tip against her clit before laying the whole thing flat against her most sensitive spot for maximum sensation.

A breathy moan escaped her as her hands moved around to clasp me around my nape. Once she started rocking her hips faster, I slid the vibrator down, using her arousal as lube.

When I pressed the tip inside her, her short, sharp scream had me hiding a smirk in her throat.

Sucking down hard in time with her pulse, I circled the tip around her slit and thrust into her, only shallowly, letting the mouth of her cunt absorb most of the vibrations.

Fingers scrabbling at my hair, mouth releasing gasping breaths, she came. Wailing my name.

Heaven had a sound.

I chuckled against her throat, pulling back to study the purple marks I’d left behind, then retreated to let the vibrator find her clit.

After a few seconds of that treatment, her leg lifted, mimicking the other’s position so she looked as if she were sitting in a lotus position, and both snapped together as she groaned her way through another orgasm.

“Fuck, Conor, fuck,” she moaned.

I alternated a couple more times between her slit and clit, not stopping until she’d come a third time and was panting like she’d run a mile, “S-Stop, C-Conor, p-please.” Then, and only then, did I switch off the device.

She jerked in response to the loss of vibrations then stumbled to her feet.

Within seconds, her PJ bottoms were on the floor and she was bent over the desk. I needed no further invitation, but I didn’t give her what she wanted.

Instead, I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her cunt.

“No, no, no, no,” she sobbed as I slurped my way through her juices, only to focus on her clit, sucking down hard on the hyper-sensitized nub.

As I ate her out, encouraging her to come a fourth time, though it was slower than the others, she angled back, fingers hanging on to the edge of the desk, the motions panicked as if she didn’t know what to do with so much pleasure.

My cock ached like a fucker, but only then did I get to my feet. Twisting her around so we were face-to-face, I stared into her dazed, half-blind eyes and propped her against the surface.

Freeing my dick, I let it fall against her slit. The pressure had her arms giving way.

“I love you, Star,” I rasped as the head of my dick found her gate.

“L-Love you, C-Conor,” she slurred, her eyes falling closed as I thrust into her slick cunt, the muscles weakly clinging to me as if they were as exhausted as she appeared.

She hummed when I filled her then pressed her fingers to her belly. “Feel so good,” she confessed with a sigh.

“I want one more,” I whispered.

Her face screwed up as I reached for the vibrator again, but she didn’t stop me, especially when I pressed it into the space between my dick and balls. As I turned it on, my head rocked back in immediate response.

“Oh, f-fuck,” she cried, her other hand coming up to grip her hair. “I-I… C-Conor,” she said brokenly. “So close. So close. It hurts so good. So close.”

Her exhausted pussy clutched at me, drawing me impossibly deeper, urging me to cum as the inexorable vibrations drove me to hell and back.

I tipped my head forward again and glued my eyes to hers as I slowly thrust into her.

A pained wail escaped her as I retreated.

A choked sob was let loose when I filled her.

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