“Fuck.” He gasped as I turned the vibration on, straddling. I gripped his cock and lined it up with my entrance.
When I slid down onto him, the fullness between the plug and his now vibrating cock had me almost immediately on edge. “J?—”
“Yeah?”
“So fucking good,” I answered breathlessly. When the vibrator on the base of his cock hit my clit, I squeezed around him before circling my hips and rocking against him. He pinched and rubbed one nipple while sucking the other into his mouth.
He rocked against me, his cock almost growing harder every second he was inside me.
“I can feel the plug. So fucking tight, baby. Fuck, you’re gonna make me come so hard.”
When my orgasm came, it barreled through me, my assand pussy squeezing against the invasion. Jonathan flipped me over on my back before driving into me, over and over again.
“Let me know if anything hurts.”
“I like it when it hurts.” My answer was all the permission he needed as he pounded into me. The plug in my ass beginning to make me a little sore. When his teeth closed around my nipples, the mixture of pain and pleasure tore another orgasm from me.
“Fuck, baby. I’m coming.” The intensity that rolled off of him as he bucked into me had me clawing at his back, doing everything I could to bring him closer to me.
I wasn’t long after we fumbled for the vibrators; the intensity was too much right after our orgasms. I rolled onto my back, and he slowly removed the plug.
“What else do you have in that box?” I asked.
“Are you saying I haven’t satisfied you?”
“Oh, God. That’s not at all what I’m saying. It would be nice to know what’s coming my way.”
He spent the next fifteen minutes running through every toy in the box.
FORTY-FOUR
hawk
Sittingin Boston during spring training, I felt torn between the part of my job I loved—baseball—and the business side. We had finally signed Carlos Martino to a multi-year contract, a negotiation that we hadn’t expected to be so difficult. It had also cost more than we had planned.
After a night of absolute bliss in Stowe, Kendra and I had been like ships in the night. When Nonna demanded that we meet her for lunch, I suspected there was an ulterior motive.
Me: We have lunch with Nonna today.
Kendra: Um, do we have time for that?
Me: It’s not optional. The driver will be here at 12:15.
At 12:20, I stood outside, checking my watch and wondering what had made my punctual-to-a-fault girlfriend late.
“Sorry.” She breezed out the door and hurried to give me a kiss. “I was trying to check in on Kylie, but it seems that she also copes with emotional distress through excessive working.”
“It’s okay. We can blame it on the traffic. It’s only five minutes.”
“Did you read the reports?”
“Yes. And I think the final roster might look a little different from expected.”
“I figured as much.” She smiled wryly.
“Milligan was hitting on Monroe’s wife, Ashley. And now we can’t let the two of them be alone together.”
Her eyes snapped to mine. “Are you fucking serious?”
