“Don’t get distracted, baby. Keep going. Show me how to get you off. Teach me what does it for you.”
“Touch yourself. I want to see what I do to you,” she counters as she slides the vibrator to her opening and slides the tip in.
I grip my cock and start a lazy rhythm so I don’t come too quickly.
She keeps the vibrator gently rocking back and forth inside of her, and her other hand starts circling her clit. I move from the foot of the bed, gradually making my way to the side of the bed closest to her.
I want to touch her so fucking badly, but I don’t want to push too hard.
She licks her lips as she watches my movements. “Fuck, Ledger. I’m so close.”
My gaze travels back down to her ministrations, and I take notes of exactly how she’s circling her clit right now. I make sure I memorize the exact thing that will get her off in minutes. At the same time, my leisurely strokes quicken as I get caught up in her impending orgasm.
“Come, Ains. Come for me please,” I plead.
“You have to come with me. Please, Ledger, come with me.” She arches off the bed again, and I know she’s so close.
“Tell me where, baby. Where do you want me to come?”
She doesn’t miss a beat, and this, more dominant version of Ainsley is sexy as hell.
“Right here. Come on me please,” she pants, and she rips her shirt up, exposing her stomach.
Her words alone send a shockwave down my spine as my balls draw up, but I refuse to come without her. Anything she asks of me, she’ll get.
She plants her feet on the bed as I lean in closer to her, catching the scent of her arousal, and starts fucking the vibrator as her clit stimulation gets more unrestrained.
“Ledg, I’m coming,” she breathes out as her whole body seizes up with her orgasm, and it’s like my body subconsciously knows her orgasm is my permission to come. Rope after rope leaves my tip and paints her pretty body with my cum. I feel like a caveman, like I’m marking her as mine, and it makes me positively feral over her.
I sag when I finally stop coming and look at the gorgeous picture that is Ainsley, lying on the bed, satiated and covered in me.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I murmur.
Her giggle is a soothing balm I never knew I needed to hear.
“I did not expect that to happen,” she says with a sigh.
“Me either, but I can’t say I’m sad about it. Give me a second so I can clean you up.” I pull my shorts back up over my still semi-hard cock and head to the bathroom to run a washcloth under warm water.
When I make my way back out, Ainsley has the most content smile on her face as she watches my movements. I carefully clean her up and grab her vibrator to clean in the bathroom as well.
“Oh god, you don’t have to do that.” She starts to get up, but I stop her with a hard look.
“I don’t have to, but I want to. Let me take care of things, okay?” I say softly as I lean down and press a gentle kiss to the spot on her stomach I just came on.
She nods but has a confused look on her face, and I choose to not address that right now. She’ll learn the kind of man I am, the kind of man I want to be with her, soon enough.
I give the vibrator a quick clean and then walk back out to the main room.
“Do you want this back in your bag? Or should I just leave it on the nightstand for later?” I ask with laughter in my voice.
“Shut up. You didn’t seem to mind.” Her face heats as she covers it with her hands.
I gently pull them away. “Oh, I absolutely didn’t mind. I’ll probably daydream about the possibilities for later.” I smile.
I stare at her for an extended moment, wondering how I got so lucky to be in this situation, before realizing we really do need to get some sleep tonight.
“Get some sleep, Ains. We’ve got a busy day tomorrow.” I lean down again, pressing a chaste kiss to her forehead before heading backto the couch.
