I kiss my way over to her nipple.
“You know how you could really show you love them?” she asks.
“How?” I ask back.
“Let me fuck you from behind while I wear nipple clamps,” she says.
“I didn’t–”
“I bought some,” she interrupts. “I’ve been thinking about the things I want to do with you all month, and that keeps coming to the top of my list.”
“And after?” I ask, licking a nipple.
“You can suck on them,” she says, breathing a little harder.
“And?”
“And fuck me however you want.”
“Oh, I like the sound of that,” I say. “How do you want me, baby?”
“On all fours. Keep the thong on,” she says.
“Whatever you want,” I tell her, licking the other nipple.
I roll over on all fours, suddenly very turned on. It takes her longer than I expect it to, but she walks back over to the rug. I turn my head to see her kneeling behind me. She’s wearing the nipple clamps. She’s also stroking the dildo she’s wearing, as if she can feel it, while she stares at my ass. I lower my body to the floor to allow her to see a little more.
“Like this?” I ask.
“Yes,” she whispers as she strokes herself.
“Do you want me to touch you first?” I ask.
“No, I just like looking at you. I’ve never wanted to just look at someone before, how I look at you. When I’m by myself, I come so fast thinking about you.”
“Yeah? Tell me,” I say.
“I’ve fucked myself with this thing picturing your fingers inside me.”
“I want to see that,” I say.
“Can I–”
“Whatever you want, baby,” I repeat my earlier words. “I’m yours. Fuck me however you want.”
“Shit, that’s so sexy,” she says.
I watch her slip her hand inside the shorts she’s wearing while the other one still strokes the toy.
“What else is sexy?” I ask.
“Touch yourself,” she says.
I reach between my legs, push the thong aside, and waste no time.
“I’m so wet,” I say.
“Fuck,” she says.