“Thank you, sir.”
“And you already worked up to the biggest one?” I nod as he crawls over me, spreading my legs wider with his knees. “You know that means I’m going to fuck your ass?”
A thrill of pleasure rockets through my body. “I know, sir.”
He kisses my neck, sliding his hand between my thighs and pressing against the base of the plug. “You’re such a good fucking girl for me. You’re aching for me to fuck you aren’t you?”
“Yes!” I gasp, because it’s true.
“I’m aching for you too, angel. All I could think about while I was away was you playing with your pretty little cunt and stretching your ass for me with your plugs.”
He sinks two fingers inside me now and I coat him in a rush of heat. My core ignites with pleasure.
“How many times did you make yourself come while I was away?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t count.” I pause, relishing in the growing desire evident on his face. “Was I supposed to?”
He smirks. “Did my naughty angel make herself come so many times she lost count?”
Shame and guilt wash over me. “I’m sorry, I thought that—”
He silences me with a kiss, an all too brief one. “I’m teasing you, baby. Did the toy I bought you feel good? Did you think about me when you used it?”
He keeps working his fingers in and out of my pussy while he speaks, slowly stoking the fire inside of me.
“Y-yes, I always thought of you.”
He hums appreciatively. “Good girl.”
“It didn’t feel as good as you though, sir.” I purr the last word as seductively as I’m able to, my eyes locked on his, enjoying watching his gaze grow hungrier. “It never feels as good as you.”
His eyes sparkle, letting me know he’s pleased about that fact even if he doesn’t say it. But then he stops what he’s doing and pushes himself up until he’s kneeling between my spreadthighs. He grabs hold of his dick, squeezing it until a droplet of precum beads on the slit. “Show me what you learned, Imogen. Play with yourself for me.”
“Linc, please?” I whimper. “I want you.”
He rubs the pad of his thumb over my clit. “I know, baby. You’re going to get all of me very soon. My fingers and my mouth. Then I’m going to fuck your beautiful cunt and your virgin ass. But first, I want to see what my girl learned while I was gone.”
Heat warms my cheeks. I didn’t expect him to want to watch. He tugs his dick and curses in a language I don’t understand. It’s exciting and thrilling, but it also reminds me that there’s so much I don’t know about him. However, I don’t have time to think about that too much, because the way he’s looking at me, like I’m the only thing that exists in the entire world, it’s all the encouragement I need to do what he just asked me to.
I slide a trembling hand down over my stomach and between my thighs, pushing his thumb out of my way before rubbing my clit. Then I glide my fingers around the edges of the swollen bud, increasing the pressure.
“Fucking beautiful,” he growls. “Show me what else you did while you were thinking of me.”
Biting down on my lip to stifle a needy moan, I slide my free hand between my legs now too and push two fingers inside my pussy.
Lincoln’s eyes are glued to my hands as he watches me. “That’s it, baby. Make yourself come for me like my good girl.”
“Linc,” I whimper as I bring myself closer to the edge.
He trails his fingertips up the inside of my thigh. “So fucking hot to watch my perfect girl claiming my pretty little cunt.”
His words are my undoing and he knows it. He smirks when my orgasm takes me under, making my back bow and my legs tremble. I’m still quivering when he gently removes my handsand pins them above my head. “Let me taste the mess you made, angel.”
Oh, my god! He trails bites and kisses down my neck, over my breasts and stomach, his throat rumbling with feral pleasure.
“Keep your hands where they are,” he orders before releasing me. And then he’s pushing my thighs flat to the bed, dipping his head before he flattens his tongue against my pussy and licks the length of my wet slit.
My hips buck against his face as a lightning bolt of pleasure travels though my pussy, piercing deep into my core. Whatever pleasure I’m able to bring myself, Lincoln can multiply it tenfold. Every single touch is electrifying. From the firm grip of his fingertips digging into the soft flesh of my thighs, his teeth scraping my sensitive skin, to his skillful tongue coaxing wave after wave of pleasure from me. I grab onto the pillow and suck in a substantial calming breath, but it does nothing to stop the violent tremors from wracking through my body.
