The move is cruel, but I already have enough planned for her, so I let it slide, a devilish grin on my face at her confidence when she has no clue what’s coming. I like seeing that spark back in her.
Spreading her legs a bit wider, ass still clenched around the plug, she lowers herself down, pussy swallowing the head of the toy cock as I watch, eyes glued between her legs. She stretches around the silicone, sinking down onto it until she’s flush against the clit sucker, all of her weight coming down on the mount, the way she’s pressed against those toys.
Groaning in her ear, I watch as she presses a button from memory, and the clit sucker buzzes to life.
Like the visual weren’t enough, I can hear what it’s doing to her, the lewd sound making my cock twitch against her low back.
Lexi shivers with a moan, sinking into the sensation, and begins to rock herself over the toys. It’s not just a show for me. She’s letting me in on this private party for one, a rare glimpse at what it takes to feed her appetite.
Her hips move forward, bringing her over the clit toy, and then shifting back to take the dildo deeper. Those breathy moans grow louder as she finds her rhythm, using her weight to press down and get what she needs from each of the toys, no shyness in her motions, either not caring that I’m here, or enjoying giving me front-row access.
One of Lexi’s hands slips down to crank up the speed of the clit sucker, and my jealousy spikes as I hear the suction ramp.
Teeth running up and down the shell of her ear, I ask, “My girl likes it all?”
One hand sneaks behind her back entrance and I spin the plug. The deep vibrato of her moan is all the information I needed there.
Her legs look like they turn to jello, sinking further down onto the mount and riding it harder, starting to rock her hips like the finish line is already in sight.
Pressing on the plug, I give her a little more friction in her back door and listen to her gasp at the sensation of it all.
Bringing both hands around to her front, I take handfuls of her breasts as she rides the mount, my cock feeling every motion of her hips, pressed against her like this. She doesn’t lean back or rest on me, but keeps grinding on the clit sucker, like it’s what’s going to take her past that edge tonight, and not me.
She’s sorely mistaken, but she doesn’t need to know that just yet.
Keeping the weight of her breasts in my palms, I slide my thumb and one finger up each breast and pull her nipples, twisting and playing, giving her more of what she’s craving.
Her hands are on the mount, stabilizing her as she takes hers, and I watch as she slips one hand back and turns on the toy that’s inserted in her. I hear it whir to life and listen to the noises she makes in response. The way she sinks backward, putting more of her weight in the back now, letting that monster stretch out her cunt, scraping along her walls to hit her spot in a rhythm that has her shaking as she works up to the grand finale.
Keeping one breast in my hand, I use the other to feel around between her legs, fumbling with the bumpy silicone and navigating the buttons there. Trying the one on the right first, I listen as the mechanical sounds intensify, and Lexi starts to sing for me.
Wrong way.
“Yes,” she whispers, breath hot on the side of my face. “Fuck, that feels so good, Chef.” Her hips keep moving, but I feel the way she’s starting to shake, and if she comes before I’m ready, tonight is not the night I’ll be stopping out of courtesy for her sensitive cunt.
Moving to the button on the left, I push it several times in rapid succession, biting down on a smirk when the vibration softens to a whisper, and her yells turn into desperate pants.
“What—”
I cut off her question with a sharp pinch to her nipple. She gives a short scream that turns into a low moan as the pressure on her eases, turning into heightened pleasure in place of the pain.
“I’m only going to warn you once,” I say, biting her shoulder.
I bring my other hand to her abdomen, and I swear I can feel what that thing is doing inside of her from her front. The head must be spinning in circles, hitting her spot, and maybeinventing a few new ones as it does laps inside of her. Pressing down on her lower abdomen, I smirk when she hums in response.
My teeth graze the skin between her neck and shoulder as I tell her, “I’m not stopping until I’ve had enough tonight, so if you come before I do, that’s too fucking bad.”
She lets out a low, long moan that shakes with her pleasure, the way she’s bouncing on top of the toys, working for what she needs.
“This isn’t a pity fuck,” I say, nipping the back of her neck and pulling her attention back onto me. “I’m going to fuck you until you physically can’t take it anymore.”
She opens her mouth, probably to protest, and I clap a palm over her mouth, stifling her groans. Pushing down on her hips, I force her down over the clit sucker harder and listen to the way she responds.
The way her eyes flutter shut, I think she’s about to tell me she’s already at her limit, so I correct the both of us.
“UntilIthink you can’t take anymore, Lexi. Now let me see you ride this thing like I paid for admission.”
Spurred on by my words, she does. Ass keeping that plug in tight, dildo still wrecking her pussy, she works herself over the mounted clit toyhard, not hiding a single ounce of the pleasure she’s tearing from it.
