Page 51 of Captured Solace

She nodded, ducking into the bathroom, and I went to the top dresser drawer. There was a bottle of lube and a pack of condoms and a vibrator. It was a slender oval instrument with a little dip in it that would cradle her clit perfectly.

When she returned, she approached the bed slowly, trying to see what I had in my fist. I held out my hand and she slid hers into it and I pulled her into my lap. My cock twitched in response, hardening against her pussy.

“Sore?” I asked.

“A little, not as much as I thought I would be. I’m still bleeding, but just a few drops,” she said.

I handed her the vibrator and she turned it over in her fingers. “What do I do with it?”

“Do you come easily with toys?” I asked.

She nodded. “My fingers don’t do much for me.”

“So you don’t touch yourself?” I asked, surprised.

She shook her head, a little smile playing on her mouth. “I find ways to get off. You’d be surprised how good riding your pillow feels when you don’t have anything else.”

I laughed, spanking her ass once. “You’re a bad girl, baby.”

She giggled and it hit my brain like a drug. The happy, carefree side of her intoxicated me and I wanted to experience it again and again. I pulled her into my arms, grabbed the lube, and carried her into the living area and balanced her on the back of the couch.

“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

I parted her thighs and coated my cock in lube for the second time that night. She gave a little shiver and her hands dug into my shoulders, steadying her body against mine. I wiped my hands on a towel on the back of the couch and slipped my hands beneath her hips, tilting her.

“Press the vibrator to your clit,” I said, meeting her gaze.

She obeyed and her hips shivered, her eyes rolling as she bit her lip. I pressed forward, little by little, giving her a chance to push me away if she wanted to. Instead, she moaned under her breath and let her head loll back.

She gasped as my tip slid into her, this time with far more ease. She had loosened, probably from the vibrator, and she felt extraordinary. Blazing hot and the perfectly tight around my cock.

Her eyes widened and she clung to me as I eased in, inch by inch, until I was more than halfway inside. In this position, her pussy had opened a little and I felt her pulsing, building beneath the vibrator pressed to her clit. She whimpered, but this time it wasn’t from pain. It was a soft keening of pleasure.

“How’s it feel for you, baby girl?” I whispered against her throat.

Her nails dug into my sides. “Good,” she breathed.

My cock throbbed as I pushed it all the way home, but it was the blossoming warmth in my chest that I noticed. My God, it felt so good to be inside her, to have her wrapped in my arms, her face buried against the base of my neck. I wanted to stay like this for the rest of my life, tangled up in her, so deep I’d never get her scent off my skin.

I thrust slowly, working her with even strokes, opening her up. She kept the vibrator on her clit, her fingers crushed between our bodies as she built around me. Her hips jerked, her pussy gripping me as she pulsed once, then twice. Then she came in a quiet explosion, her mouth moving soundlessly and her eyes squeezed shut.

She clicked the vibrator as she came down from her orgasm and tossed it aside. “Take me back into the bedroom,” she begged. “I want it on my back. Please.”

“Fuck yes,” I breathed.

She gasped as I pulled her in my arms, keeping my cock in her as I moved back to the bedroom. I rolled us both onto the bed, bracing my knee, and began fucking her in earnest this time.

Her eyes rolled back and she pushed her hips up against mine, wrapping her slender legs around my waist. Her pain must have ebbed away because she moaned with pleasure, making little gasping sounds from her full mouth. I wanted those, I wanted her breath in my lungs. I pressed my lips against hers, stealing her gasps, letting her cry out her pleasure into my mouth.

Chapter Eleven

Sienna

When he’d first entered me, I’d almost tapped out. But now that he was buried in me, fucking me like this, I was glad I hadn’t. Every thrust was heaven, his cock sliding easily in and out of my pussy, sending little shocks of pleasure through my clit as he seated himself.

This, being in his arms with every inch of his considerable length buried in me, was ecstasy.

He slowed and I closed my eyes, feeling him caress my inner walls in tender strokes. My muscles clenched involuntarily and I adjusted my hips, letting my heels rest on his lower back. In this position, he pressed up against my clit and it took my breath away.

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