Page 79 of The Last Love Story
“Yes. Justin. Please.”
He leans over me, moving his fingers slowly as he kisses my neck.
“Protection.”
“I have an IUD. And everything else is good.”
“Same. Not the IUD part.” We both laugh. He lifts his head, looking into my eyes. “Can I take you bare?”
I bite my lip at the thought. I can’t remember the last time I went bare with someone. Maybe my high school boyfriend after I got on birth control.
“God, yes.”
He pulls his hand away, and I groan at the lack of contact.
His hot gaze sweeps over me, a troublesome smirk on his lips. “Tell me what you like. What you need.”
I nod toward the bedside table. “My clit needs a lot of love. Grab one of my vibrators.”
He arches a brow. “Oneof?”
The girlish giggle I let out makes his gaze harden with intensity.
“Open the drawer.”
Eyes on me, he pulls it open, and I watch his face as he looks inside.
“Damn, baby. This is quite a collection.” He pulls out the biggest one. It’s long and slightly cone-shaped with ripples. It’s a mix of purple and brown. “What is this?”
I lock eyes with him, completely unashamed. “It’s meant to represent the Beast.”
He blinks a couple of times. “As inBeauty and the Beast?”
“Yep.”
“Fuck,” he groans. “I can’t wait to use this on you. But not tonight.” He puts it back and pulls out another. “This one looks like even more fun.” He holds up the one that looks sort of like a teardrop and comes to a fine, malleable point that perfectly directs the vibrations. It’s one of my favorites and not too bulky for use during sex or with another toy.
He turns it on the lowest setting and gently presses it to my clit.
“Can you get off just like this? Nothing else but these soft vibrations.”
“It depends how much you want to tease me. You might need to turn the vibrations up a little.”
“Not yet.”
He lies down next to me and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth.
The gasp I let out and the way I arch into him makes a rumble of a laugh slip from him.
My nipples are very sensitive and on occasion I’ve been able to get off on nipple stimulation alone. It’s not quite the same level of orgasm, but it still feels incredible. So combining nipple play with the vibrator on my clit…
Moaning, I reach up and tweak the nipple not in his mouth as the vibrator hits the right spot again and again, until?—
“Oh,” I cry as my orgasm washes over me.
Slowly, Justin pulls the vibrator away and lifts his mouth off me, his face morphing into smug satisfaction.
“Look at how easily you come for me.”
