Page 1 of Siren's Game

Kayla

"Fuckyes,"Ishout,my voice already hoarse and my fingers digging into the satin sheets above my head as my torso arches off the mattress. A tingling in my core announces my climax approaching, and I take a sharp breath. "Josh, I'm about to cum."

"Nu-uhh." He shakes his head dramatically, lifting his head between my legs and taking the vibrator off my clit, flicking the two toys he taped to my nipples off with the push of a button on his tiny remote. "Not yet."

An exasperated sound leaves my throat, my head falling back into the pillow as he waits for my breathing to calm down and my muscles to relax.

Damned Josh. Able to read my body like a manual. He knows exactly which buttons to push, where to touch to drive me bonkers.

As soon as the tension has seeped out of my limbs, he lifts my leg over his shoulder and gets right back to it.

"I hate you," I mumble when he presses the vibrator back against my clit, keeping my glare on him even when a moan falls from my lips.

"No, you don't," he replies nonchalantly, looking up at me through his lashes with a devious grin as he moves the toy further down, slipping it inside me. Which isn’t too hard, considering how long he’s kept me on edge already and how fucking wet I am. "You love it. Admit it."

Of course, I do. After all, I'm here, hands gripping the sheets, letting my long-time friend-with-benefits torture me with pleasure.

But admit it? I will do no such thing. Biting my lip to keep the whimpers inside, I thrash on the mattress when he pushes a button on his remote and the vibrating inside me intensifies.

My whole body tenses, muscles tight, waiting for his next move. But nothing happens. He sits back, wiping a strand of his dark hair behind his ear as watches me writhe, pleasure sending small lightning strikes through my body.

"Hmm," Josh hums amusedly and demonstratively holds up the tiny remote. "Admit it."

I bite my lips and he pushes the adjustor up, the toy's buzzing inside me driving me even crazier. When the familiar tingling in my core announces itself, I keep my eyes shut and force my breathing to remain normal. If I don't tell him, he can't stop in time, right?

Wrong.

Seconds before pleasure engulfs me, only bare moments, he pulls the toy out of me, and my eyes shoot open. I want to pull him closer, want to pinch him for not letting me cum, but I know that’s only going to make it worse, so I keep my hands where they are.

"Admit it," he taunts me with a singsong voice, the smile on his face downright punchable. "Or I'll bring you to the edge again and again, never letting you jump off it." An evil smile spreads on his face. "And I know that you don't want to jump by yourself."

I keep glaring at him with huffing breath and burning cheeks. And he looks right back at me, eyebrow raised and mischief written all over his face.

"Oh, I'm going to have fun today." He chuckles and reaches for the nightstand where he keeps the rest of his toys, grinning when he pulls out his newest procurement: a vibrator with one thick side, and the other end split in two, all of them able to vibrate, of course. My eyes grow wide before I quickly school my face.

Fuck. He's got me.

If I use the identical one that I have at home correctly, it can make me cum within two minutes, and I know he can have me wherever he wants me just as quickly. I shouldn’t have shown him that thing the last time we hooked up at my place.

"My, my, look at that." He starts it, whistling lowly when he feels the intensity of it. The grin on his face stretches even wider when he lets it buzz against the sensitive skin of my thigh, before he stops it, pushing the thick end against my hole, then the two thinner strands along my pussy, placing the ends right around my clit.

When he starts the toy, I know I'm battling a useless fight. It reverberates inside me, sending pleasure through my whole body with each short buzz, stimulating me in a way that makes me lose my fucking mind, while the vibrating pieces on my clit are making me drop all rational thoughts.

"I love it," I whisper, separation clouding my voice. "Now let me fucking cum."

My core is already starting to tingle, and I know that the orgasm I'm about to have is going to sweep me off my fucking feet even though I'm laying down.

"Only if you ask me nicely," he demands with a chuckle and trust me, if looks could kill, he'd be a lifeless pile on the ground right about fucking now. I let my eyes fall close before I give in to his demand. My whole body is on fire and feels like it might combust if I don’t cum soon.

"Please let me cum," I ask of him in a whisper, and finally, he gives me what I want.

Pressing the two thin ends tighter to my nub, he keeps them right there with his thumb, not letting up when I start screaming and thrashing as salvation is close enough to taste.

And then it fucking drowns me, taking the breath out of my lungs as I scream out my pleasure, my whole body prickly with relief. Holy fucking shit.

"Josh," I whine and squirm as he keeps the vibrating ends right where they are until my second orgasm announces itself only moments later. I can't even catch a fucking breath before my whole body starts shaking again, my core tightening and another wave of pleasure pulling me under.

"Hurts," I press out when he still doesn't let up. I reach down to push his hand off me, swatting at his arms. But he only shakes his head.

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