“Do you need more?” she asked.
It took me a few seconds to think. “I need you.”
Touching myself was all well and good, but I wanted her hand on me.
“You wanna switch?” she asked, holding up her hand and wiggling her fingers.
“Yeah. I want you to touch me.” Ineededher to touch me.
For a moment, she was still but then she kissed me again, smiling into my mouth.
“You’re incredible.”
She moved onto her back beside me, my right hand moving toward her.
“Can I tell you a secret?” she asked, running her hand across my nipples.
“Sure?”
She leaned close to lick my earlobe and then whispered in my ear. “I’m ambidextrous.”
“Fuck,” I moaned. It was a miracle I could even process that word in my state, but in a moment she made it clear she was just as competent with her left hand as she petted me gently. Realizing I was supposed to be doing the same, I stroked her and she moaned, tilting her head into my shoulder and kissing it before scraping her teeth across my skin.
If you’d asked me before this night if I was good at multitasking, I would have said I was, but in this moment, all I could do was clumsily stroke her while she absolutely dismantled me with her fingers.
“Come on, baby, come on.” She chanted and I moved faster, hoping I was doing the right thing.
It was a trial and error process for me while she seemed to have some secret pleasure map of my body and she’d been studying it intently.
Before I knew what was happening, I was rushing toward the edge and if I didn’t get my shit together, I was going to come embarrassingly fast.
“Inside me. Put your fingers inside me,” she gasped and that was all the direction I needed to plunge two fingers into her. The angle wasn’t perfect, but I’d deal with the wrist pain if it meant she was going to climax with me. Stretching and turning just a bit, I got another angle and was able to find that special spot that made her legs jump and her eyes flutter closed.
“Right there, right there.”
God, seeing her starting to lose it was making me lose it.
“I’m close,” I told her. “So close.”
“Me too. Oh fuck, me too.”
I just kept stroking that special spot and watching her and feeling what she was doing to me and with the first flutters of her internal muscles, I was there.
Rightthere. We both cried out and shook and came, nearly simultaneously.
Our hands faltered, but it didn’t matter.
We both came out of it and she smiled at me as I withdrew my fingers, making sure not to touch her too much since she was likely as oversensitive as I was.
Mal patted my lower belly gently and then brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them.
“Holy shit,” I said. Why was everything she did so sexy?
“Mmmm.”
Wanting to get in on the action, I did the same, savoring.
“Come here.” She grabbed my chin and angled my mouth for a kiss, mingling the taste of us together. Holy hell. That was hot.
