Page 465 of Rock Me All Night
"Please," I breathe.
He lets out a low groan but stays put on his side, watching over me.
I take a deep breath, unsure how to position myself. I've never been a performer. Certainly never masturbated for someone's viewing pleasure. I press my lids together as my legs splay open. Okay. I'll try the toy.
No teasing. I press the vibrator against my clit. Damn. It's intense. Pleasure shoots through me.
Tom is watching with such rapt attention. It does something to me. I feel it everywhere.
I try to hold his gaze, but between the vibrator and all the need in his eyes, it's too much. My eyelids press together. I reach for Tom. Get the shoulder.
I drag my hand down his muscular arm, all the way to his wrist, and I place his hand over mine. "Please take over."
He groans as he shifts into position behind me. His chest presses against my back. His hard cock presses against the flesh of my ass. Desire shoots through me. I need our bodies joining. I need intimacy with him however I can get it.
Tom holds my body against his with one hand. With the other, he takes the vibrator and runs it over my clit. The motions of the machine are the same but it feels better when it's his hand, when it's us together.
Tension builds between my legs. Not yet. I shift my crotch back to break contact with the device. "Please, Tom. I want you inside me when I come."
"Fuck yes."
In one smooth motion, he lifts my leg and thrusts into me. I'm putty in his hands, only moving when he directs me.
He keeps the vibrator pressed against my clit as he thrusts into me. It's harder and faster than it's been before. He's as desperate as I am.
Sensation overwhelms me. I stay pressed against him, melted around him. The room is disco lights and R&B but mostly it's our breath and our moans and the sweet sound of his body pounding into mine.
An orgasm rises up inside me. "Tom," I groan as I come. My sex pulses around him, pulling him closer.
He doesn't change a thing. He thrusts into me with deep, steady strokes. Again and again. The toy stays pressed against me with the most delightful buzz. Within moments, I'm coming again. My spasms are so intense I forget to breathe. It feels like I'm going to push him out of my body. But he only moves deeper. Closer.
"You feel so fucking good," he groans into my ear.
I gasp. It's the only thing I can do.
"Too much?" He sucks on my neck.
"One more."
He moves faster. Harder. He moves the toy away for a moment. Damn, I need the break. My body is almost spent but I can't give out until I feel his release. Tom. God, Tom. The world feels so right when we're pressed together. So wrong when we're apart.
He brings the toy back to my clit. Waves of bliss shoot through me. I've only got a handful of seconds before I'm coming again.
"Not yet." I push the toy away. "I want you to come with me."
"Not sure you're gonna make it." He shifts the vibrator away. "But I'll try."
He repositions our bodies, me flat on my stomach, my legs spread, him on top of me. He thrusts into me. His mouth goes to my shoulders and neck, sucking, kissing, biting gently. He's still attentive, like he's never going to lose control.
A few more thrusts, and I'm too close to think anything at all. I bite my lip, trying to hold off my orgasm. It's no use. The tension knots. It's too much, too intense. I need to come. Immediately. I arch my hips to match his movements, to push him deeper.
There. My orgasm is one hard pulse of pressure and then I'm unraveling. My legs shake as I come. I squeeze the sheets, screaming anything that will fall off my lips. Mostly his name.
My body goes slack. I collapse. Spent.
Tom presses his lips to my ear. "Fuck was that hot." He shifts off me, lying flat on his back.
No way I'm letting him go unfinished.
