Page 165 of Ewan

Eyes trained on the dark ceiling, she arches her back and rolls her hips against my mouth while I fuck her little pussy with my tongue.

Isn’t life misleading?

You wouldn’t tell that the proper woman who had almost everything under control––except for maybe her body’s reaction to my body––is now this beautiful submissive enjoying dark sex.

Her moans make me so hard that I find it difficult to continue. I suck on her clit, fingering her and feeling her wet soft center clenching around my touch before I pull upright, run myarm around her waist, lift her up like she is weightless, and prop her on the pillows again.

Her thighs press together in hopes of making that tension escalate a little more and drag her to the finish line when I pivot to the drawer and pull out a glass dildo.

“You want to see how it feels?” I ask, my fist locked around my cock, while her eyes widen.

It’s a beautiful sex toy with a textured surface, a chiseled head, and a slight curve.

It’s ice cold when I move it to her pussy.

“You will stay there at that point, unable to come, and you will thank me and beg me to replace it with my shaft,” I say, slowly rubbing my erection. “Just let me put it in.”

She opens her thighs, and I press the cold tip against her heated flesh.

Her eyes close with pleasure while more moans roll off her chest.

“How is it?” I ask, slowly pushing it deeper.

Sweat glimmers at the top of her chest, and shudders go through her. I was right. She doesn’t need to answer.

There’s a slight movement of her hips against the toy and her frame quivers.

I pull it back a little and slide it back in, mimicking the movement of human flesh.

She moans, swept away in a trance, and I could blast my load. She’s edging, and I am, too.

“A little more, baby,” I say, hoarse, my fist moving along my shaft, and then stopping.

I don’t want to come before she does.

Besides, I want to plunge into her, feel the earthquake on my cock.

Her chest moves up and down as she tips her face the other way so I can’t see it, more crying moans climbing out her chest.

It works for me. Even without her eyes on me, I enjoy her transformation more than ever.

I fuck her slowly with the toy. And then I let it in, tear my hand away, and put my mouth on her chest.

Hard as pebbles, her nipples poke up. I take one in my mouth and suck on it while kneading her tits.

She pushes her chest up and rolls her hips, so her pussy get some friction.

“What do you want me to do to you?” I ask against her skin.

“Anything,” she says, her voice breaking too. “You can do anything to me.”

“What about a butt plug? It will make you feel tight,” I say. “And your orgasm will be cosmic.”

I shift to the drawer again and pull out a tube of lube and a butt plug.

“Turn to your side, baby.”

Looking at me with feverish eyes, she slowly rolls to her side and turns her back to me.

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