Page 61 of Caught A Vibe

I nod and grab a pillow for between my elbows. “Next time we’ll try the CBD lube. I got some samples from a new supplier.”

“Mmm, I like the sound of that.”

“Of a new supplier?” I ask.

“Of a next time.” Dash holds the plug in one hand, warming the metal, while he drizzles the lube on my exposed ass. I bite back the urge to tell him what to do, and then realize this is exactly what I coach my customers against. What’s the use in gaining knowledge of my body through experimentation with toys if I’m not going to share that information with my partner?

“You know what I like the sound of?” I say.

“Tell me.” The sincerity twined with command in his deep voice has me baring my soul and my ass.

“Going slow, teasing as you stretch me, and then, your hand lightly spanking me once the plug is in, while your cock stretches my pussy.”

His growl and tightened grip on my ass cheeks, holding me open, send a bolt of pure lust through me. With a firm, slick finger, he explores, dipping inside to tease me before circling the sensitive rim.

The metal plug is delightfully warm from his hands, and he teases me as requested, before sliding it in easily, thanks to the lube and foreplay. The fullness in my ass only highlights how empty my pussy is, and I am increasingly more frantic for him to fill me there too. I push back against him, delighted to find that he is hard again, his cock bouncing against my thighs as I sway. Recovery time, my ass.

Dash tugs the amethyst head of the plug just enough to increase the pressure and make everything clench against the fear of him pulling it out, before smoothing his hands over my lower back, my round cheeks, and my trembling thighs. I want to purr and arch into his touch. When the stroke turns into a firm swat, I jerk forward and tense, clenching around the plug.

I love that he listens and genuinely wants me to feel good. I love that he approaches life as an adventure. If I’m not careful, I could end up loving everything about him.

Would that be so bad?

That dangerous voice in my head needs to shut up and let me enjoy this. Falling in love is not in the plan. We’ve barely gotten to know each other. We’re still in the honeymoon phase. I don’t want to think about this yet. It’s pulling me out of the moment.

Dash to the rescue with a well-timed spank followed by a soothing squeeze pulls me right back in.

By the time he reaches for a condom and slides his cock inside my pussy, my limbic system is on fire. I’ve gone beyond rational thought. I’m a roiling ball of sensation and need. His steady strokes push against the plug from the inside, driving me wild. I’m so full.

“You feel incredible, Penny. I need you to come for me, baby.”

When he kicks my feet closer together everything tightens, each stroke pushing me closer to my limit. Barely breaking rhythm, he grabs the vibrator and flicks it on before tucking it between my legs, directly against my clit. Like he’s figured out some fucking cheat code, I erupt.

I collapse on the bed, a shaking, gasping mess as my orgasm rips through me. My voice goes hoarse as I scream into the mattress.

Dash yells and whips off the condom, furiously pumping himself to completion and shooting a warm stream across my ass and lower back. The vibrator is still buzzing beneath me too much against my hypersensitized skin, but I am too boneless to find it in the tangled sheets. All I can do is twitch away from it instinctively.

Once again, Dash comes to my rescue, carefully lifting my hip to remove the wand before flipping me back on my belly and easing out the plug. Tucking both in the towel, he carries them into the bathroom before returning with a warm washcloth to clean me up. With gentle, thorough strokes, he wipes off every trace of lube and come from my cooling skin. The tender emotions in my heart combine with the delicious friction from the nubby fabric to leave me shaking by the time he’s done.

My bones are still liquid, but Dash seems content to remove my shoes and tuck me into bed before heading back into the bathroom. My eyes drift shut, and I vaguely register running water, before Dash is back, curling up behind me and turning off the lights. It’s not even late, but I could sleep for days. Longer if he stays right where he is.

Chapter16

Dash

My growling stomach wakes me long before morning. I’d been so intent on making up for spacing out on dinner and tidying that I’d gone too far in the opposite direction and skipped eating entirely. Sliding as silently as I can from our bed, I tiptoe back into the kitchen to reheat the pizza we’d happily ignored. I inhale one piece cold while a full plate of slices reheats in the microwave. The piquant tomato sauce, cold cheese, and assertive basil and oregano combine with the orgasmic afterglow to create a wild alchemy. This is the absolute best pizza I’ve ever eaten, and I need to share this revelation with Penny.

Carrying the warm pizza into the bedroom, I pause in the doorway, struck again by how beautiful she looks sprawled out in our bed, face relaxed and sleepy. Too often tension holds her face tight and her body rigid.I did this.Pride flares in my chest. Taking care of her needs is quickly becoming an obsession. I want to be the person this woman turns to for comfort and peace and pleasure, with an intensity that scares me. A thought to dissect another time.

I wake her with a kiss and offer her pizza on a platter instead of my heart. We’ve been moving on warp speed since the beginning. I know I can be too much. I don’t want to push her away. This is enough for now.

“Pizza? Naked? In bed?”

“Pizza, anywhere, anytime. Your slice, milady.” I bow before climbing back in next to her.

She offers me a piece, but I decline. All of the warm feelings bouncing around in my chest need an outlet. “You eat. I’m good.” I scoot behind her, with my back against the headboard, and pull her into the vee of my legs. She is my queen, and I’ll be her throne. As she eats her pizza with gusto, I rub her shoulders, gratified by the way she melts against my chest.

“Mmm, my God! You’ve got magic hands, Dash. A girl could get used to this.”

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