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“Goodnumber for what?” I ask, shifting around, trying to get some friction.
Hissmile is devilish as he replies, “Three orgasms before I turn it off.” Withthose words, he flips on the vibrator and my hips jerk off the hay.
“Oh!”It’s powerful, and it’s buzzing against my g-spot and clit simultaneously. “I’mgoing to come!” I cry.
“Threetimes,” he agrees.
No.No, no. I can’t
Starsexplode behind my eyes and my body transforms into pure sensation and pleasure.When the orgasm fades, the buzzing doesn’t stop. What felt so good is nowtorture. It isn’t painful, but it’s pure torment, constant stimulation thatmakes me buck and squirm.
“Turnit off! I can’t! Fuck!”
Tuckersits back on his heels and watches me, a calm smile on his face. “I’ll turn itoff. After two more.”
“Ican’t…can’t come again,” I gasp.
“Thenwe’re in for a long night.”
Slowly,he takes his clothes off, never taking his eyes off of me as I fight and cursehim. Pressing my legs together doesn’t help, and I almost flip over from tryingto knock the vibe loose.
Naked,he kneels down and grabs my ankles, holding me still. Heat rushes over me,telling me I’m close to coming again. I don’t want to. I can’t imagine how thiswill feel after another orgasm when he won’t turn the damn thing off.
Hiseyes are dark with lust as he warns me, “You flip over and I’ll plug thatlittle ass too. Stop fighting it.”
Myability to fight it is waning and I’m struck by another orgasm that pulsesthrough me in long waves.
Assoon as it fades, I jerk against the ties holding my hands. “No, no more, Ican’t.” The words are barely out of my mouth when I’m seized by another onethat makes the last two seem like a tickle.
Mybody shakes and trembles, and I scream Tucker’s name as I’m battered by theintense pleasure. My mind finally clears and I realize he’s shut off the vibe.
“God.That was…that was…”
Idon’t even have a word for it.
Amazing
Mind-blowing
Torturousin the best possible way.
Myhands are still tied as he crawls up and lies on top of me. He rains kisses andcaresses down on me, loving me.
“Untieme,” I murmur, after he kisses me.
“Youseem to have forgotten who is in charge here,” he teases. “I’m not finishedwith you.”
Herolls me over, plumping up the edge of the pile of hay so my legs hang over andmy ass is in the air. “Tucker,” I whimper, when his finger brushes between mycheeks.
“I’mnot going to fuck your ass this time. It takes a little preparation to work upto that.”
“Ididn’t mean it,” I reply, and he laughs.
“Youmean you didn’t think I’d read it.”
“Thattoo.”
Ihear him flip open the lube. “Still, I’d hate to disappoint Laura withoutgiving her a little taste of what it’s like.” He uses the name of the characterI wrote and I groan, hiding my face.
