“Yes, damn you. Little bit—ah!—a lotticklish.”
“Good to know,” she said sweetly before she pressed the vibrator more firmly against the top of his thigh, an inch south of hisballs.
Oh. Damn. That didn’t tickle at all. He spreadhislegs.
“You like that?” She rolled the small wand right into the crease at the top of his leg, then slowly dragged it around his sac and onto the base ofhiscock.
“Yes.”
“More?”
“Sure. Yes.Please.”
Around and around she went, working halfway up his shaft and then back down again, until he was thrusting against the vibrator to get more of the tingling rub against his engorged flesh. She added her hand in a loose cuff that she circled and pumped at the same time in a distractingly good twisting motion. And still that steady buzz that pulled everything tight and had him strainingformore.
“You wanttocome?”
“Yes.”
“You like how thatfeels?”
“Fuckyes.”
“But youcan’tcome.”
Hegroaned.
“Not yet.” Her finger strokes got lighter as she danced around his swollen crown, plucking and playing him like a musical instrument. “I haven’t even gotten to the goodstuffyet.”
“What’s the goodstuff?”
“Mymouth.”
He moaned. Yes, he wanted hermouth.
“My fingers. My mouth, my fingers, and the vibrator all at the same time.” She leaned over him, her breath warm against his erection. “Ready tobegin?”
Begin? What had the rest ofthisbeen?
“Quinn?Wegood?”
“Yeah.”
“Thank you.” Her touch disappeared for a moment, and he blinked down at her. When had he closed his eyes? She beamed back at him, then stuck out her tongue and licked him from base to tip. He pulsed his hips, bouncing against her mouth, and she lapped at him. God, that tongue. Pointy and pinkandwet.
Her hands pressed against his thighs.Wider. It didn’t matter how adorable her tongue was, it wouldn’t distract him from what was coming next. But even as his gut tightened, his ab muscles rippling, he was anticipating her touch against his rim and hewantedit.
Damn it, hewantedit. He took a deep breath and sank into that feeling ofanticipation.
The first touch of cold lube madehimjump.
Her finger next was a warm and gentle relief. She circled his entrance, teasing, moving concentrically to what her mouth was doing to the tip ofhiscock.
The vibrator had slipped away and was pushed against his leg, but he couldn’t form the words to tell her that and she didn’t seemtocare.
Taking a deep breath, she swallowed half of him into her mouth, sucking firmly as she shifted the angle of her fingertip andbreachedhim.
He’d done this a few times. Not often enough to not have a what-the-fuck reaction and have his muscles clench up hard around the invadingdigit.
