“Oh?” Min wanders back over. “What is it?”
“My own version of a performance enhancement.” I show her the box so we can both look at the picture.
Heat spreads through her face and neck. “Oh! Is that what I think it is?”
“It’s probably better. It’s a cock ring with clit stim, a g-spot pressure point, and—” I tap my temple, then I shove it into my pocket for easy access. “I created a spreadsheet. I want to test your four-orgasm theory.”
Minerva smiles and reaches for me. “Alright. Let’s check out the bedroom.”
I pull her into my arms. She hops up to wrap her legs around my waist, going full koala. She’s light enough that I can carry her up the stairs to the bedroom on the landing without overbalancing, even with the added distraction of her mouth on my neck.
The bedroom is lovely, with its white sheets, sumptuous mattress, and ornate headboard. No wonder Dante doesn’t want us to break it. That thing must have cost a fortune.
I kick the bedroom door shut behind us and drop her in the middle of that ridiculous cloud of a bed. She bounces once, laughing, then scrambles up on her knees, eyes already dark and hungry behind her glasses.
“Clothes off, baby,” I rasp, stripping my shirt over my head. “I’ve been hard since I turned the doorknob.”
The jersey with my number on it goes flying somewhere. No bra tonight, just those perfect little tits I’m obsessed with, nipples peaked and begging. I shove my sweats down and produce the ring from my pocket. It takes a strong tug, but it finally slides on, matte black silicone snug at the base of my cock, the curved arm for her clit jutting out.
Minerva’s gaze locks on it, and her tongue darts over her bottom lip. “That thing looks… dangerous.”
My nosy little scientist can’t help but reach out and touch it a few times, making sure to test all angles.
“Dangerous for you,” I growl, crawling over her. “I’m gonna wreck you so good you forget your own name.”
I push her thighs apart and line up. She’s soaked, dripping down her ass already, and the second the head of my cock nudges her entrance, she whimpers.
I sink in slowly, watching her slight body take me, the ring pressing that swollen nub against her clit with every inch. When I bottom out, we both groan, loud and filthy.
“Feel that?” I roll my hips once, grinding. “That’s the g-spot arm. And this—” I pull back and thrust deep, “—is the part that’s gonna make you scream.”
I turn the vibration on low with the remote in my hand. Her back arches off the bed instantly.
“Tristan!”
“That’s it. Let me hear you.”
I start moving, slow, filthy strokes, the ring buzzing against her clit, my cock dragging over that spot inside her on every thrust. She’s clawing at my shoulders, legs locked around my waist, already shaking.
“Too much, too, fuck, I’m—”
“Come, Min. First one’s free.”
She does, hard, pussy clamping down so tight I see stars. I don’t stop, just crank the vibration higher and fuck her through it.
“Round two,” I grit out, hauling her hips up. Sliding back in, I hit the new angle, and that makes her scream into the pillow. The ring grinds against her clit from the front now, and I can feel her getting wetter, hotter, fluttering around me.
“Look at you,” I rasp, spanking her ass once just to watch it jiggle. “Tiny little thing taking my cock like you were made for it. Gonna give me another one, baby?”
She nods frantically, pushing back to meet every thrust. I reach around, flick the vibration to the pulsing pattern, and she detonates again, whole body seizing, soaking the sheets.
I’m losing it. I flip her back over, hook her legs over my shoulders, and pound into her, chasing my own edge.
“Want one more, Min. Want you to milk me with that sweet pussy while this ring’s still buzzing your clit.”
She’s babblingyes yes yes, nails raking my back, and when she comes the third time I follow her over, groaning her nameinto her neck, cock pulsing inside her while the ring keeps vibrating against us both until we’re both shaking.
I kill the vibration, ease out slowly, and collapse beside her. She’s boneless, flushed, beautiful.
