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I do as he instructs and place the radio back on the table.
“You didn’t stop touching yourself, did you?” he growls, and my cheeks flush sheepishly. “Rub your little clit harder.”
I press the heel of my palm against it and massage myself.
“Drag your finger down your slit and collect your arousal for me.”
I steal another glance, catching his stalking gaze as it tracks down my body and back up.
“Good girl. Move those fingers. Pleasure yourself as if they were my fingers rubbing against your pussy. Moan for me.”
It’s like he knows what my body needs, how it functions, and how to make me crave more.
The tingling sensation spreads throughout my entire body, reaching my fingertips and toes.
My body craves more stimulation.
“Lose yourself. Let go.”
I rock my hips, finding my rhythm.
“I would die to touch you right now, wrap my hand around your neck, and use my fingers to make you come. You like that, don’t you?”
I tilt my chin up and down, moaning as I imagine it.
I imagine the heat of his skin against my neck, tending to my inner scars. It ignites my soul and strengthens my bones. His firm hands dominate my body, gently calming and silencing the chaos in my mind.
I draw in a hasty breath as I shove two fingers inside my mouth while my vibrator enters me slowly.
“Just like that, thrust your vibrator in and out of you. Pretend it’s me. You’ll be a good girl and come for me, but not until I say so.”
It’s Reeve’s voice.
“Mmhmm.”
“Hold it inside you, Winona,” he demands as vibrations start pulsing against my walls.
I turn my head to look at the remote in his hand.
He took it.
I thought I had left it back home.
The pressure builds as I push it deeper, inch after glorious inch.
“Ahh,” I shudder.
It feels so... good.
He toys with the patterns and pacing of the device, alternating between slow and fast. I convulse around the slow pulses of the vibrator, enjoying the small bursts of pleasure surging through me.
“You’re doing so well,” Jason praises. “Nod, if you like it,” he says in a gentle tone.
The world around me dims as I ascend to a higher state of bliss. His voice is the only thing guiding me through thedarkness. I writhe, losing control as he continues to speak words that make my body quiver.
“You can take it.” He increases the pace of the device.
“Ahh,” I whimper, on the cusp of an orgasm.
