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Amanda hopped to it, but the books weren’t books at all. “It’s a box.” She held up the container, fashioned to look like the spine of old books.
“Even better.” Wren reached into her bag and dragged out a large green dildo.
“Is that Shrek’s?”
Wren laughed. “Yeah. I love this baby. It’s got a wicked head.”
Amanda handed over the box, and Wren plopped the green dildo onto it, testing its suction cup. Wren seemed to be happy with it because she pushed the box-and-dildo combo to the end of the table and rifled through her bag.
Amanda took the time to analyze the dildo. It was thick and bumpy with prominent veins and a pronounced head. It was also a beautiful, swirling green color.
“You like it?” Wren asked as she knee-walked over to the box and dildo. She had the Fingerslip vibrator from that morning and a bottle of lube. She handed the vibrator over to Amanda and doused the dildo in lube.
“Yeah,” Amanda breathed. She would love to sit on that thing, but she was more enthralled with watching Wren prepare it for herself.
Wren pulled off her panties and straddled the dildo, her knees near the edge of the table. Amanda stood directly in front of her. Wren’s eyes fluttered closed as she slowly sank down on the monster dick.
“Kiss me,” Wren gasped.
Amanda knew Wren meant she wanted a kiss on the lips, but Amanda’s mouth was watering for something different.
She crouched down so she could get her mouth on Wren’s clit, giving it a juicy suck that made Wren freeze her ride on the green dick and groan.
Wren twitched her hips slightly. The angle wasn’t great, and Amanda could taste lube, and yet, she loved this. Wren grabbed Amanda’s head and held her steady.
“Suck harder,” Wren said. Amanda obeyed. If she flicked her tongue out far enough, she caught the side of the dildo, and an image of Wren riding a random person’s dick while Amanda went down on her flitted through her brain.
It was a daydream, not something she even knew she would enjoy, but it was so hot and perfect, that image. It was joyous, this taking and receiving of pleasure in all its forms. That was what Amanda craved, and she wanted it with Wren by her side.
“I want you,” Amanda said because shehadto. “I want this.”
Wren moaned and pulled Amanda up until they could crash their mouths together, their teeth clanging and a tinge of blood hitting Amanda’s taste buds.
She took Wren’s hips in her hands and helped her move on the dildo.
“Yes. Fuck, Amanda.” Wren pressed her mouth against Amanda’s throat. “Wish we had a strap-on. I could ride you.”
“Next time,” Amanda whispered.
Wren lifted her head, and they gazed at each other. Emotion passed through Wren’s eyes, and Amanda realized she’d never seen Wren look so vulnerable. So open.
“Next time?” Wren panted. “Will there be a next—”
“Yes.”
Wren’s face twisted, like she was in pain, but Amanda knew she wasn’t. Then Wren’s hands went wild over Amanda’s body. She ripped the cups of Amanda’s bra down, pushing her breasts up over the brim, and she dipped her hand back to Amanda’s pussy under her panties, as if it was a necessity to feel the wet warmth down there. To play over the slick folds and sensitive skin.
“Please, Amanda,” Wren pleaded. “The vibrator, please.”
Amanda turned on the Fingerslip and rubbed it lightly over Wren’s clit. Wren slammed down on the dildo, the muscles of her thighs pumping. Her small breasts were bouncing as much as the strappy bra would allow, and Amanda needed those babies in her mouth. She caught one of Wren’s pierced nipples between her lips.
“Oh yes. Just like that.” Wren tensed so hard her body trembled.
Amanda focused on moving her finger with the vibrator on it in circles around Wren’s clit. She released Wren’s nipple and moved to the other one. With her free hand, she reached down where Wren was stretched around the dildo, caressing her arousal-swollen pussy lips.
Wren cried out and lifted both her hands to Amanda’s face. Amanda could smell sex on Wren’s fingers, but that thought flew from Amanda’s mind because Wren kissed her. Then Wren came, her mouth greedy and her body trembly, burying her cries on Amanda’s lips and tongue.
Chapter Ten
