The cool air in the room hits my sensitive spot and I suck in a breath. His lips work up each stripe, kissing over the nylon fabric. With his other hand, he teases my seam, stroking his thick fingers up and down over my neatly trimmed bush I pruned for this occasion. He might not be bothered by what it looks like, but having a neat area gave me a little more elf-confidence.
He dips a finger into my heat and I let out a whimper. My walls clamp down around him as my back arches from the bed.
“Did that hurt?” His eyes lock onto mine and he pauses.
“No. It’s good.” I lift on my elbows so I can watch him.
“You’re nice and wet for me.” His thumb seeks the little bundle of nerves between my folds and I whimper again. “I’m gonna add another finger, sweetheart. You tell me if it hurts, okay?”
I nod, panting through the stretch of his thick fingers. A moan escapes.
“You good?”
“It burns a little.”
His searing-hot mouth hovers over my sensitive spot. Tingles fire off in all directions. Little sparks of joy flutter deep inside. He slides his fingers out and back in again as he licks my nub.
“That feel better, little star?”
“Yes,” I cry out and lift my hips, seeking his tongue again.
After several licks and thrusts of his fingers, he slips out of me. My arousal drips down between my cheeks.
“You ready for your boss’s big cock?” He quirks a grin, a line I’m sure he’s recited from one my books.
“I’m more than ready.”
He leans over me and runs the head over my seam, then reaches for Mr Turbo. He sets the pace at a low vibration, moving it over my nipples. My body shivers at the contact.
“Show me how you like Mr Turbo.” He guides my hand from gripping the sheet to holding the toy in my palm. “Show me how you play, little star.”
My body vibrates with excitement as I work Mr Turbo over my plump stomach to the spot between my thighs. The vibrations from the head reach my nub, bringing another whimper out of me.
“Good girl. You keep Mr Turbo on your little button while I ease my dick inside.” The head pushes at my entrance. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he says with a pained look on his face.
A layer of moisture coats my skin. “I’m sorry.”
His eyes flash to mine. “Don’t be sorry. Your tight little pussy is gonna feel fucking amazing. I’m about to come from just thinking about it.” Pressing his lips into a tight, thin line, he eases in a little more.
I moan. The burning stretch is both painful and delicious at the same time. Vibrations make me tingle, taking away from the burning.
“You good, sweetheart?” He inches in a little more. “You feel so fucking tight.”
“I’m good,” I pant through clenched teeth.
“You’re taking my dick so well. You’re doing great, sweetheart.” He leans over to peck my lips. “You keep that toy on your clit. It’s gonna hurt, but if we all work together, the pain should turn to pleasure.” He growls, as if holding back is painful. “Ready?”
I nod, unsure of what I’m ready for. I just know whatever it is, I want it. “Just fuck me already, Nick. I won’t break.”
With a growl, he pulls out an inch, then slams into me, fully seating himself inside me.
I cry out, a moan from deep in my throat. I’ve never felt so full and satisfied.
“I can’t stop, Joy,” he says with a trembling breath. “Fuck, I can’t stop.” He pulls out and pushes back in at a faster pace. I try to meet him thrust for thrust, but I can’t keep up. All I can do is lie here as he pounds me into the mattress.
I’m no longer holding Mr Turbo. He’s fallen away onto the bed somewhere, merrily buzzing to his own tune. With each thrust from Nick, he presses against my nub, sending waves of tingles through me. My hands hold on to his broad shoulders as if I’m clinging to him for dear life. My nails dig into his flesh and he growls.
“Come for me, Joy. I’m gonna need you to come on my dick before I explode.”
