Page 30 of Praise & Paperbacks

"Beautiful, don't you think? Do you want me to bend you over this table and fuck you right here?"

"Yes," she whimpered, writhing against my hand.

"Which hole?"

She glanced up at me, eyes full of mischief. "Any hole you like, Sir."

I was so fucking her ass when we got home.

I lifted her, carrying her back to the truck, and she made a little mewling sound of dismay as I set her down.

"Shh, we'll be home soon. I bought you a toy." I reached into the back seat and settled the ridged silicone disk beneath her, buckling her in and binding her hands behind the seat. I flipped on the vibrations, then started the engine, smiling as she squirmed against the vibrating toy.

"Oh shit," she groaned. "What is this?"

"It's for grinding on. If you lean forward and spread your legs, it'll hit your clit better. Shift away if you feel overstimulated." Though overstimulated was definitely the goal.

"It's…" she moaned softly. "Oh fuck, Gunnar."

I drove to my house, letting her squirm in the front seat, trying to get the right amount of pressure where she so desperately needed it. I had two of these toys, and I was excited for her to see the second one, which was similar, a flat, oval disk about the size of a dinner plate, which a submissive could be made to sit on for hours.

In my driveway I helped her down, catching her as her shaking knees gave way beneath her. It was dark, and the neighborhood was quiet, but I still imagined someone watching the way her open shirt clung to her nipples and skimmed her ass, barely covering what was mine.

"How bad do you want to be fucked?"

"Is this edging?" she pouted. "I was so close in the car, but I couldn't get into the right position. I don't think I like being edged."

"Nonsense. You're so beautiful like this, pet, and your orgasm is going to be so damn good."

"Can I have the toy back while you fuck me?" She looked so hopeful that I had to laugh.

"Don't worry, there are two of them."

Mira

Gunnar tugged off myshirt as soon as we were inside, then led me, completely nude, into his living room. I hadn't seen much of his house the first time we were here. It was cute and home, in a masculine way, all leather and dark colors, with art prints of motorcycles and coastal scenes on the walls.

"Sit," he commanded, gesturing to a bench where a toy awaited me. It resembled the one he had used on me in the car — a flat disk with various protrusions, but this one was a little more extreme, including a thick, round one clearly meant forpenetration. I watched as he drizzled lube over it, preparing it for me.

"Are you ready, Mira?" His voice was low and seductive, like coffee and whiskey mixed together.

"Yes, Sir." My voice trembled with anticipation. With his guidance, I carefully lowered myself onto the toy, feeling the thick round part slide inside me. The sensation was intense, almost overwhelming, but I couldn't deny how much I wanted this.

"Good girl," Gunnar praised, and I reveled in the warmth of his approval. "Now I want you to fuck that toy for me. Show me how much you need it."

The vibrations from the toy coursed through me, driving me wild with lust. My mind raced, trying to regain control, but the sensations were too intense, a rumbly, delicious vibration against my clit, the thick toy inside me, and another ridge that teased at my ass if I got in the right position.

"Such a pretty little slut, aren't you?" Gunnar's filthy words only served to spur me on. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but my arousal was undeniable.

"Yes, Sir," I gasped.

"Ride it harder, Mira." His demanding tone left no room for hesitation. I obeyed, grinding down onto the toy with fervor. Every movement sent a delicious shiver up my spine, and thecombination of Gunnar's dirty talk, the vibrations, and my own pent-up desires pushed me closer to the edge.

"Please, Sir… I'm so close," I whimpered, desperate for release.

"Shh," he whispered, stroking my back. "Hold on until I'm inside you."

My breath hitched as Gunnar coaxed me to lean forward, then slowly slid two lubed fingers into my ass, stretching me open while the toy continued to vibrate inside me. I hadn't anticipated this sensation, and a mix of shock and pleasure coursed through my body. How could they both fit? I arched my back, giving him better access, feeling the toy shift inside me.

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