He presses a button and it comes to life inside me, vibrating against my g-spot, jolting a moan out of me. Zach reaches beneath me to bring the other end that is also vibrating to my clit. With me on my stomach, the pillow beneath my hips, the toy stays in place easily, lighting me up. It’s on the lowest setting,not enough to get me off quickly, but a slow, torturous build up that when I do come, I know it’s going to end me.
Zach presses my thighs closed again. “Good girl. Stay just like that, baby.”
Another package opens, and this time when he shows me, my mouth drops open. Holy shit.
Two silver plugs, a pink jewel at the wide base of each one. One is smaller, the second larger. My pussy clenches around the vibrating toy inside me in anticipation.
“We’re going to get you ready for me, okay?” he asks, and I nod. He sets the larger one down, holding the smaller one in his fingers. “We’ll start with this one, and then move to the next. There’s a third, if we need it. You can come as many times as you need to.”
“Holy shit,” I moan, burying my face in the mattress again.
Another cap flip clicks, and I turn to see him toss a bottle of lube to the bed beside us. Then, his fingers are there again, pressing and circling and teasing.
At the press of cold metal to that spot, I stop breathing. With my hips raised by the pillow, my cheeks are spread for him. He pushes the tapered plug in slowly, so slowly I think I might die. It’s not big but just terrifying enough to make me tremble. It’s tight.
“Breathe,” he whispers in my ear, and I do. “Release.”
The plug slides in on my exhale, and I bite the bedspread on a full out moan. The plug is pressing against the vibrator inside my pussy, which is pushing it against that glorious spot inside, and I see fucking stars.
“You’re doing so good,” he breathes, drawing his mouth along my shoulder. “You can come, Louise. I know you need to.”
I’m nodding frantically into the mattress, my hips moving, grinding my clit against the extra stimulation.
And then his palm crackshardagainst my ass. I cry out, mouth dropping open, and I’m coming.
His palm soothes the sting of the hurt as I shake with the ferocity of my orgasm. “Holy fuck, Zach! Zach, I can’t—” I mewl pathetically, my chest heaving. “Ohmygoddd.”
The vibrations never stop, overstimulating me until it passes, but not a full respite.
Zach pulls the plug out and I sob, my entire body sagging into the bed. Another click of the cap, and then I feel him pressing against it again. The larger, bulbous plug stretches me wider. It aches, almost to the point of pain.
“You can take it,” he growls low, and I can sense the control he’s desperately holding onto is fraying rapidly. “Almost there, Princess. Open for me.”
It slips inside and I sob, shaking as it presses against the vibrator again.
Another sharp blow to my ass cheek. This one hard enough to make my breathing halt.
“That’s for flirting with my boss,” he rasps, smoothing his palm over it before bringing it down in another hard crack. “Fucckkk, Louise. Your ass is so pretty with my handprint. And this pretty little jewel.” He teases the plug, wiggling it and making it bump against the vibrator that’s rapidly drawing me toward another orgasm. “This might be my favorite piece of jewelry I’ve ever bought, Princess. You make me so goddamn hard I can’t think.”
“Zach, Zach please,” I cry, sweat breaking out over my entire body. “I want to come on your cock. Please.”
Zach straddles my thighs again and I moan when I feel him, heavy and so hard, against the seam of my ass. That click of the bottle again, and I know he’s spreading it over his length. “I need you to come one more time so I can slide inside you while you’re coming.”
It’s not a request.
My entire body is trembling, on the brink. He bridges his arms over me, lowering so that his chest is flush against my back.
Drawing his mouth over the back of my neck, he breathes, “Be a good girl and come for me. I need to feel you. I need to be inside you.”
“Oh god,” I whine, my breath stuttering, and then I’m coming again. Harder than before, my entire being so overstimulated I don’t know that I can take anymore.
The plug is pulled out, and before I can even catch my breath, I feel the blunt head of his dick at that tight hole. He presses against me and the head slides in. “Oh fuck, Louise, baby. I can feel you coming—”
“Please,” I sob, nodding, twisting my head.
Zach pushes in, slowly, so fucking slowly. His forehead drops to the spot between my shoulder blades as he sinks in deeper.
He’s so big. “Ohhh,” I whine, shifting my ass against him.
