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Hallie laughed gently. “Such a good, needy girl. Spread those legs and let me lick that pussy.”

Again, Audrey did as she was told, greedily obeying, needing Hallie’s mouth on her.

She was rewarded with Hallie’s hot tongue running once up her pussy before she pulled back, humming in satisfaction.

“So very wet for me,” Hallie purred, and Audrey loved the emotions that pulsed through her. Holding Hallie’s gaze burned deliciously, but she knew that if she looked away, Hallie wouldn’t fuck her, and sheneededthat.

Hallie lined the strap up, looking down at Audrey with adoration and hunger as she teased her entrance.

“Please,” Audrey panted, fighting valiantly against the need to just fuck herself on the strap.

“Oh, you need it so badly, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Tell me what you need.”

Audrey moaned and writhed, desperate for more contact.

“Audrey,” Hallie said sternly. “Tell me what you need.”

“You.”

“Mm. Do you need me to fuck you?”

“Yes. Please.”

“With this strap that you got nice and ready for me?”

Audrey moaned loudly as Hallie teased, pushing the very tip of it inside of her. “Yes, yes, yes. Please. Hallie. I need it.”

Hallie’s gaze was dark and craving as she looked down at Audrey, one hand gripping her hip, the other keeping the strap in place. “I love it when you beg.”

“Please—”

And, with that, she pushed inside of Audrey.

The sensation was bliss, filling her up and taking her over.

Hallie moved slowly, allowing Audrey to get accustomed to the strap, but she knew Audrey inside and out, and she knew the exact moment, the precise moan and movement when Audrey was ready.

She grinned down at her. “What is it, gorgeous? Do you need more?”

“Please, please, please,” Audrey begged, knowing nothing but the two of them and that room.

“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Hard?”

“Yea—yes… please.”

“You take it so well.” Hallie adjusted her position, leveraging herself against the headboard as she pistoned her hips, fucking the strap deep into Audrey, matching her speed to Audrey’s erratic movements.

It was perfect, exactly what Audrey wanted and needed. And even better when Hallie slammed her thumb against a remote control Audrey hadn’t even noticed on the bed. The vibratorshe had pressed against her own clit started up, the movements sending tiny shudders down the strap and into Audrey.

Hallie leaned down over Audrey. “Eye contact,” she demanded. “Look at me as I make you come.”