He continued on, going deeper with each stroke.“Relax.”He adjusted his position so he could torment her clit with gentle touches.“Give me a second.”
“Cade!”
He slid the table’s section back into place then crossed to the bench he’d brought up today.He picked up a small suction-type vibrator shaped like a petal.
“What…?”She frowned.
He squeezed the thing open and placed it on her clit.Once he was satisfied that it wouldn’t slip off, he turned it on, watching her eyes widen as its two tiny jellied tongues licked her.
“Damn, Cade!There’s no way I can take this,” she insisted.“I can’t.”
“No?”He stroked himself to hardness then finger-fucked her until she arched and cried out.
Cade entered her a bit at a time.“How are you doing?”
She made a sound that was incomprehensible.
“Sofia?”
“Good.”Her body jerked.
The position was sensational.She was spread open for him.The plug up her ass made her cunt impossibly tight, and the shivers from the vibrator rippled through both of them.
She began to move with him, whimpering, chanting his name.Cade had never been this connected to a woman.It wasn’t just physically, it was more, something he couldn’t identify.He wanted to protect her, brand her as his.
“I’m going to…”
He squeezed her ass cheeks hard.“Come.”
She yanked against her bonds, strained to drag her thighs together.Then as the orgasm claimed her, her muscles clenched around him.He gritted his teeth, making sure she reached release before he sought his.
The motions, her convulsions, the vibrator and the plug shoved him into erotic overload.Momentarily, he felt as if he were in freefall with no parachute.
Then, suddenly, the orgasm urged him on.He grunted.Holding her tighter, needing the connection as much as she did, he spilled deep inside her.
For long moments, he stood there, his body rigid with tension.
Then his limbs went numb.
He drew a breath to regain control.“Hey,” he said to her.Realizing the vibrator was still in place, he quickly turned it off then used a finger to ease its grip on her.
“Until right now, I wasn’t sure what the definition of shattered was.”
That went for him, as well.
He slid the table section back into place.“You may have bruises from the way I gripped your ass,” he apologized.
“I’ll wear them proudly.”
Another impressive response, one he hadn’t been expecting.
After discarding the condom and placing the vibrator on the bench, he returned to her.“Would you like me to remove the plug?”
“No.”A look of horror settled between her eyebrows.“Do you mind if I take it out in the shower?”
“That’s fine.”He unfastened her ankles before moving on to her wrists.
He scooped her from the table and carried her to his chair.He sat and cocked a knee so that she rolled slightly toward him.
