“Shit, that feels good,” I cried, tears pricking my eyes. High-pitched wails left me as I wriggled on that bed, thrusting my hips at a pace I couldn’t steady. I started to cry out for God, for any higher being, to let me have that next orgasm.
“Eros,” My chest caved when I said it, and I heard Gavin’s deep chuckle at my side.
“That’s it,” he said. “My little slut, calling out her god’s name when she thinks she can’t take anymore. Tell me, baby. Did you once call it out when your fiancé tried to please you?”
“No,” I breathed, grabbing the headboard. “He never—fucking hell—he never warranted that kind of—shit,Gavin—praise,” I finally managed. My trembling body sank into the mattress, and I pushed a pillow over my face, almost screaming at that edge.
“I don’t think I can—“
“Yes, you can,” he said, and the vibrations began to increase. “You’re going to give me this next orgasm, baby, and when you do, you’re going to scream my name so loud that he hears you in Tokyo.”
I couldn’t breathe. Every vibration was too much. I didn’t know how my body was going to give in again. One after the other like this… god, it wore on me. I wanted to burst into tears and pull my hair out. The toy was constant, steadily rising. I glanced sideways, prepared to plead for him to end me.
“Gavin—“
“Come for me, baby,” he said, his voice breathless. “Fuck, you’re stunning like this.”
“I can’t—“
“You can, Chloe,” he said. He pressed another button, and I think I screamed. I threw the pillow over my face again, shouting and whimpering into its softness. I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t catch my breath—
My eyes opened to the dark ceiling, the ceiling fan spinning around and around. I couldn’t feel my body. I was spread eagle in the same position I had been in, still twitching, and I heard Gavin’s laugh come through the video to my left.
“There she is,” he drawled, grinning smugly at my exhausted figure.
Stars danced behind my eyes. I swallowed, realizing how dry my mouth was and how much I needed water and oxygen. My thighs… god, mythighs. They felt like jello. My pussy ached with the toy still inside me, and I was thankful that it wasn’t continuing to vibrate.
“Did I just black out?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said. “It was glorious. I think I like this toy.”
My head rolled sideways so I could peer at him. He still had on his glasses, his phone out, the light illuminating his smirking face. I flipped him off, and he chuckled softly.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“I can’t really feel anything,” I admitted.
“No, I mean… are you satisfied?” he asked.
“For a toy,” I answered. “I’m just not sure what I’m going to do if it isn’t your tongue on me next time I feel like reaching for this toy,” I said without thinking.
His smirk faded slightly, replaced with a longing that told me he was thinking of the next day.
“I don’t know what I’ll do either,” he breathed.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE - CHLOE
TYLER CRAWLED INTO bed with me a few hours after I finally fell asleep.
I didn’t even remember he would be home that night. I’d been so caught up with Gavin that I’d barely noticed three weeks had passed. And when Tyler wrapped his arms around me, I got out of bed.
I could hardly stand to be near him. My body and mind rejected his touch. My ears rejected his voice. I wondered if he even noticed how I was pulling away from him day after day. We had hardly spoken while he’d been away. Part of it was due to the time difference, though it was also that I didn’t know what to say to him.
My pussy ached as though Gavin had been with me that night. I spent a little longer in the shower to relish the hot water over my skin, letting it massage me into that haze I’d been in while videoing him. It had been like a fevered dream, so much so that I thought I might have imagined it.
A text came through as I brushed my teeth.
Hey, beautiful.
