Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 159976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Before I can make sure I understand what she wants, she stands, turns the showerhead toward the wall and off of us, and reaches outside the shower, digging out the toy.
Once I see it, my heart jackhammers. “I’m scared.”
She meets my gaze. “Me too.”
She holds it under the water, rinsing it clean, and while I know she’s just saying that to soothe me, I appreciate it. It feels, for a moment, like we’re doing something together for the first time. Even though I know I’m not her first time. Or probably her fifth.
She kisses me again. “It’s the anticipation that makes you worry,” she says, pressing the button and finding a slow, steady rhythm.
She glides it between my legs, and I jerk, grabbing onto her.
“I can’t wait till you fuck me with this,” she whispers.
And I can’t help but smile. I would do anything to bring her pleasure.
“Come here, baby.” And she pulls me down on top of her as she sits on the bathtub floor, leaning back into a relaxed position. I straddle, following her lead, both of us rolling our hips and grinding on each other.
“You want to do it in here?” I ask.
She nods. “Yes. We’re wet. If we leave here, you’ll be cold. Stay with me.”
Always.
She moves the toy between us, and I scoot down her legs a little, watching her fit the shorter end inside of herself. It vibrates, I hear a sudden intake of breath, and my eyes dart up to hers, seeing a pained look on her face as she sinks it inside.
She whimpers, and my heart skips a beat, but…the pain fades out of her expression and she calms.
She rolls the toy a little, working the ribbed part over her clit until her breathing is no longer short and shallow but hard and deep.
Then, she looks at me. “Come here.”
God, she’s beautiful.
Leaning down, I kiss and suck her stomach, nibble her breasts, and then I lower my mouth on the toy, taking it down my throat and giving her something to watch.
“Clay…” she murmurs.
I wet it, not sure if the fright has dried me out, but I’m doing this. I’m doing this with her. Bringing my leg over, I straddle her again and lower myself onto it, feeling the tip dip inside.
I immediately tense up.
“Is it too big?” she asks.
I want to say yes. I want to retreat. But people do this every day. I can do this.
I move my hips in a circle, brushing the vibrator over my clit and getting warmed up again, and then I sink it inside, just an inch at first, and then I stop. “Just give me a minute,” I tell her.
I slide it out and back in, feeling the bulb of the shaft stretch me, and it hurts, but I sink farther down, the pain uncomfortable but bearable.
Liv thumbs my nipples, both of us silent and slow as I slide out and then back in again until I’m fully seated on her.
“Liv…”
“Just stay there,” she whispers, holding me on her. “Stay there. Give it a minute.”
I lean down, stretched, a little sore, and filled. It’s inside me, all the way.
I kiss her, squeezing her breast, and I start moving, grinding on her.
“Ride me, Clay.”
“Yeah,” I moan.
I rub on her, letting the vibrations do their work, and in a moment, I’m so warm, I know I’m wet. I slide off and back on it, moving it in and out easily now, not feeling bad at all. Just…stretched.
I smile, lean back, and grip both sides of the tub, loving her eyes on my body as I move and put on a show for her.
“You want it, baby?” She grips my hips.
I grind faster, the thickness, the tip hitting me deep inside, and the little motor jackhammering on our clits, making a combination beat of the best fucking thing I think I’ve ever felt.
I groan, changing positions to bounce on top of her. “Oh, God,” I cry, feeling it there now. Chasing it.
She squeezes my hips, baring her teeth and staring between us where our bodies meet. “Fuck, Clay. Harder, baby. Come on. Harder. It feels so good.”
And I can’t tell the difference between her moans and mine as we fuck in the bathtub.
I bring her hand up and suck on her finger, and she arches her back and digs her nails into my skin. “Jesus,” she gasps.
And then throws her head back, every muscle tightening as she comes, and I thrust my pussy into hers, grinding her so hard I feel her clit throb against mine until I fucking come.
“God!” I cry. “Liv! Oh, it feels so good.”
She grips my tits as I shudder and shake, my insides bursting with a wave of euphoria. My hips piston against her, jerking harder and faster until the orgasm starts to leave me, and I collapse on top of her, every part of me burning with exhaustion.