“Good girl.”
Those words seem to do something magical to my pussy and a surge of wetness floods my center. I whimper and try to rock against him.
“Do you need something?”
“Please touch me.”
“You need to come?”
“Yes, please.”
“Where’s your toy?”
I nod to the table next to the couch. “Right there.”
He reaches over and grabs it and looks it over. “What does it do?”
“It kind of blows air or something, simulating oral sex, I believe.”
“Does it feel like a real tongue?”
I look into his eyes. “I wouldn’t know.”
“You will before the end of the night. Spread your legs, Willow. Let me see that pretty pussy.”
I know I’m blushing, but I don’t even care. I just do what he says, parting my thighs. I shove the skirt up as I do it because why the hell not? It’s not like he’s not going to see everything anyways.
“You’re glistening you’re so fucking wet.” He turns the vibrator on and it’s quiet and he turns it up until it’s buzzing a little louder. Then he presses it to my clit. “Like this.”
My eyes roll back. “Yes, just like that.”
“Take off your shirt and your bra,mo ghaol,so you can play with your nipples. I want to watch you come.”
I whip off my shirt and toss it behind me and do the same with my bra. My skirt is effectively bunched up at my thighs so for all intents and purposes I’m naked.
“You’re so bonnie, my Willow.”
He turns the vibrator up a notch and I cry out and grab my breasts, pinching my nipples.
“That’s it. But don’t you come until I tell you to. Understand?”
“Yes,” I say.
“Good girl.”
I whimper and rock into his hand. “I’m getting close,” I tell him. My climax is tightening like a spool in my belly and it feels like it’s going to unwind any minute.
“Not until I tell you to. Look at me, Willow, look at my eyes.”
I feel unfocused, but I open and start at his impossibly blue eyes. “So pretty,” I murmur.
“Do you want to come?” he asks, then increases the speed of the vibrator.
“Oh my God, yes,” I pant.
“Not yet,” he says.
I squeeze my nipples to try to distract myself.