Page 95 of Skating the Blue Line
Right away, all of my clothes start coming off and as soon as I am under the covers, I move the toy down to my core and press the on button. The second that the vibration meets my clit, I feel an instant relief.
“Holy shit,” I breathe out.
The vibrations feel so damn good that my legs are shaking right away. Everything feels absolutely amazing.
I don’t know why I did not think about this sooner. It’s like I’m in heaven.
Images of Liam and me together all those months ago start rushing into my mind.
How feeling all of his weight on me made me quiver.
How full he made me feel when slid into my pussy and how I missed it when he slid out.
The things he said in my ear, the way that he said I was a good girl. Everything from our five nights together is front of center and I’m loving every little bit of it.
I circle my vibrator along my entrance and then up to my clit, coating the silicone in my arousal.
A hum escapes me as I move it down to my entrance again, teasing myself by sliding it in and out.
I slide the toy all the way inside of me, or as much as my bump will let me, and I slide it back, imagining that it’s Liam and not a piece of silicone.
I’m about to push the button to but it on the highest speed when all of a sudden all the vibration completely stops.
“No!” practically yell out, pushing the button over and over again for it to turn on, but nothing happens.
“No, you were supposed to be charged.” I whine, throwing my head back against my pillows.
My skin feels hot and I’m out of breath but the urge to orgasm is right there. I can feel it and it was taken from me. I try the bottom a few more times, but still I’m left on the edge.
“Crap, so much for it being charged.” I grumble throwing the blankets off of my body and going back to the closet.
I don’t even bother looking for the charger, I will wait too long. Instead, I try out all the other toys that I have just to see which one is turned on and after sifting through five or six toys, I find my battery operated one and try it out.
“Fuck, yes.” I say when it turns on and the small bullet starts vibrating in my hand.
It’s not as powerful as the one that I was using but will do for now.
I just need one orgasm and I will charge every toy that I have so that I don’t go through this torture anymore.
Instead of going to the bed, I place the toy against my clit right here in the closet. I’m so damn desperate for a release, I don’t want to wait to get comfortable.
The vibration against my clit feels good and I’m about to start circling it around when the vibration starts to slow down and a second later stops completely.
“Why are you doing this to me?” I say into my closet.
This honestly can’t be happening.
I’m so on edge right now that if I don’t get what I need soon I’m going to start crying.
The good thing about the toy that’s currently betraying me is that all I need is a battery and I will be good to go.
Liam has to have somewhere. I think I might have seen some in the kitchen.
Gripping the battery-operated toy that is on my shit list for the moment, I get up on my feet and leave the walk-in closet.
I don’t even bother putting on clothes. Liam isn’t home, nobody is going to see me.
The second that I open the door to my bedroom and step into the hallway, though, I regret that thought process.
