She grabs my hand and pulls at me, and I roll her into the centre of the bed, then shrug off my shoes and join her. When my initial kiss quotient is sated, I turn her onto her side, slipping my hand between her thighs.
“You’re so wet for me,” I groan into her ear as I ease my thumb inside her folds, then tease her entrance. “Is that where you want me, tonight?”
When Isabelle shakes her head, another rush of blood surges into my cock, making me so hard that even the touch of her through the thickness of my clothing is almost too much to bear.
I continue to play with her pussy, loving the sounds as I find out how and where she enjoys being touched best. My fingers are drenched by the time I pull them free.
I move to the plug and tap on its surface, smiling at the moan as the reverberations travel up and into her body. When I take it between my fingers and ease it towards me, expanding out to the widest part of its bulb, the moan becomes louder. I curl over Isabelle’s shoulder as she turns her face towards me, raising it for my kiss. I let the plug settle back inside her, then tug it towards me again.
“How does that feel?”
“Glorious.” She stretches her uppermost hand behind her to grip the curve of my hip, fingers sinking in as I ease the bulb in and out of her. Finally, I pull it all the way free and place it on the bedside table behind me, then reach into my pocket for her surprise.
The toy is curved so it will stay in place, even during more vigorous endeavours. I position the larger end inside her entrance and adjust the smaller side until it nestles just to the side of her clit.
“Comfortable?”
“Mm-hm,” she murmurs, and I take out the remote, holding it in my hand and wrapping my arms around her again before I press the button.
“Oh, God. Oh.” Isabelle’s hand clutches at my arm, fingers sinking in deep enough to leave bruises.
“Is that too strong?”
“Just a… No,” she gasps. “No, that… it feels…”
I click it off and she gives a shriek of protest until I guide the remote into her hand. “That’s yours to control,” I instruct her. “Test it out now so you’ll know how best to use it.”
The discreet buzz makes me smile as I roll off the bed to shed my clothes, returning to lie against Isabelle’s back a moment later. The touch of her against my bare skin heightens every sensation.
“You’re so good at presents,” she murmurs, wriggling against me until I have a hard time holding onto reality. The buzz ceases as she clicks off the remote, easing back from an imminent orgasm. “Feel free to hand them out, anytime.”
Instead, I give myself a gift, letting my thumb play with her neat little butthole, skirting around the perimeter, and gently pressing to ease inside. “You have the prettiest hole I’ve ever seen,” I tell her and it’s not even an exaggeration.
“Do you go looking very often?” she asks in a playful voice, then sniggers as she adds, “You dog.”
I growl, and press my thumb farther inside her, catching her laugh and turning it into a surprised groan.
“You like that?”
“I-I don’t know…”
“Let me try it again.” I play around her perimeter again, then dip back inside, making her squirm. She’s still lubed up from the plug and when I take my hands away and press the head of my cock against her instead, the tip slips in easily. “Try putting that remote to use,” I say as I curl my lower arm around her shoulders to pull them back against me.
Resting inside her, the vibrations from her toy pass into me and I sink in further. Isabelle whimpers and I stop, moving my hand off my cock and settling it on her hip, caressing her until her muscles relax.
The tightness of her drives me wild. The soft buzz of her toy, turning on and off as she edges herself, is intoxicating. I move an inch farther, pausing again when she briefly tenses, then give a steady push until I’m fully inside.
“How does that feel?” I whisper as she squirms underneath me.
“It hurts,” she says in a small voice. “In a good way. You’re so big.”
At those words, I’m sure I grow even larger. “What’s your safe word?”
“No.”
“Maybe it’s time we moved onto something a little stronger.”
“Graduating from basic, are we?” I tilt my hips a little until she groans, and the toy buzzes back into life as she gives a rueful laugh. “How about emerald?”
