Page 47 of Rounding the Bases


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“It got me all…hot again.”

Fuck, this chick was the best. “Oh, so you want me to play with you some more?”

“Maybe?”

“Do you have a vibrator here?”

“What?” she asked, her voice rising. “How did you know?”

“It was a wild guess, but holy shit, I want to use it on you.” I sat up, bringing her with me. “Fucking hell.”

“You seem all excited.”

“Sarah,” I said, taking a deep breath. “Where is it?”

She squealed, ran to her suitcase and brought back a purple one. “You look like an insane person right now.”

“I want to fuck you, I won’t lie. But you aren’t ready and I will wait as long as you want to, but this?” I took it from her. “Can I use it on you?”

Her eyes went glassy and she nodded. She climbed onto the bed, legs spread wide, and trembled with need. “I don’t think… I’m so turned on. It’s overwhelming.”

“I agree.” I repositioned myself so I could easily slide it in and out of her. My hands shook at how fucking hot this was. “What do you do before you fuck yourself with it, Blue Bell?”

“I spit on it.”

I spat on my hand and rubbed it up and down the plastic device. She panted at this point and I placed it right between her thighs. I had never done this with a woman, and my god, it was so hot I couldn’t see straight. I pushed it into her, watching how she arched her back and moaned so loudly that the dogs made a sound from the other room. I took it out slowly and repeated the process a few times. She bucked against it, so I went harder. In and out.

“Yes,” she moaned, grabbing the pillow and shoving it over her face. She hadn’t come yet, but she was close. I was transfixed, put under a spell by her body, and I went harder. Faster. I couldn’t stop myself. I reached down with my other hand and stroked myself. I couldn’t remember another time I had rebounded so quickly, but there had never been anyone like Sarah.

“Fuck,” I groaned, causing her to look at me, and when she saw what I was doing, she lost it. Legs in the air, body-shaking, lost it. Her reaction set me off, and I too came a second time. “Holy shit.”

“Uh.” That was all she said.

My ears rang and my blood pounded. Time lost all meaning as I used my shirt to clean myself up before climbing into the bed next to her. We lay there, unspeaking, catching our breaths, until she turned onto her side and looked at me. I mirrored her position and smiled at how pleased she looked.

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen or done in my entire life,” she said, taking a deep breath and shaking her head. “I’m in shock.”

“Baby, that was the hottest fucking experience I’ve ever had. So I understand.”

“Really?” Hope blossomed in her voice.

“Yes.Yes,” I reiterated. I trailed a hand down her side. “I’ll never be able to get that image of you screaming out of my head.”

“Ugh.” She nuzzled her face into my shoulder and I pulled her against me, not quite ready to get her go. She smelled like dessert and was warm against me, and the restlessness I felt at my own place was gone.

“Do you have plans the rest of the day?”

“Nope,” she said. “I mean, maybe more of this if we can squeeze it in.”

“I can find time. Don’t worry.” I closed my eyes and was so relaxed, I didn’t even mean to fall asleep. It just happened.

Without any idea how much time passed, I found her clock and almost laughed. We’d napped for two hours, skin to skin, and that wasn’t something I had done in years.

She stirred against me, making cute little sounds in the back of her throat, and I kissed the top of her head. “We slept,” she said, all throaty and cute.

“Those orgasms will do that to you.”

“Wow. Can we do that and nap every day?”