She lowered the strap of my dress and kissed my shoulder. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment, but they flew open when I noticed a buzzing sensation on one of my nipples.
She had the toy around my nipple, and I had to admit, for as quiet as it was, and for it being only on the first setting, it was powerful. It made my nipple harden, which in turn made her smile grow.
I bit my lip when she took the toy off and replaced it with her tongue. She swirled my nipple before taking it into her mouth. My head went back and my eyes closed again as I felt a thrum underneath my skin.
Her mouth was magic, and my body was electric, desperate for more. After a few more licks and sucks, she moved over to the other nipple, repeating the process.
I was already a mess when her hand traveled down my body. Her touch moved from my shoulders to my neck to my nipples and down my chest toward my navel. Lower and lower until she found what she was looking for.
I was so wet. Her fingers moved around with ease, and it felt so good I could hardly stand it. If she wanted to use the toy, she’d better start with it, because I wasn’t going to last if she kept touching me.
She brought her fingers up and put them in her mouth, staring at me the whole time. “Delicious,” she said when she released them.
I groaned and kissed her, gasping into her mouth when I felt a vibrationbetween my thighs. I pulled back to raise my hands. “How many settings does it have?”
She grinned and shrugged, and it wasn’t much longer before the setting changed. It was still quiet, but the intensity of the vibration had increased. “If I shake my head, I’m asking for you to change the speed, and if I nod, that means I like that one.”
She nodded. I shook my head and the speed changed again, this time a little more intense.
When I shook my head again, she changed the setting. It was more intense and added small, quick pulses before going back to constant vibrations. I nodded quickly and bit my lip. That was my favorite setting so far.
She took it off my clit, and I frowned. She just let it hover above my pussy, never touching. I could still hear it, so she hadn’t turned it off.
I was about to ask why she took it off, but before I could, it was back on, and I felt my orgasm building again. I definitely wasn’t going to last with that thing.
When my eyes started to roll in the back of my head, she took it off me again, and I looked at her, getting sexually frustrated but finding myself enjoying it. I wanted to come, but I also wanted to stay in that feeling for a little longer. I didn’t want our night to be over yet.
She kissed me when she replaced the toy with her fingers, feeling just how well the toy was working. I’d have to ask her later for the link so I could get my own. I wanted to start my own kinky fruit basket if I could find other ones. A lime, perhaps. An avocado, maybe.
After a few rubs and circles on my clit, she slowly pushed two fingers into me. I gasped at the fullness, but she went slow, easing in and out and staying so I could adjust.
I loved having her inside me, and it made the idea of a strap-on a little more enticing every time. I had to admit to myself that I’d love anything she did, to be honest.
When my body finally adjusted to her, she leaned in for a kiss before she thrust her fingers. I moaned into her mouth, accepting everything she wanted to give me.
She adjusted a little, her lips never leaving mine, and the vibrator was back on me. I kissed her deeper as she returned it to my favorite setting, and I had to break the kiss, unable to focus on anything else.
There were so many sensations going on at once. Her lips on mine. Her fingers thrusting in and out of me. The vibrating toy sucking my clit with constant vibrations, then quick taps.
The longer it buzzed on my clit, the more I clenched around her fingers until my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I gripped her shoulders, steading myself as I eagerly thrust myself deeper on her fingers and harder on the toy, using them both to carry me through my orgasm.
The building of my orgasm was subtle, but once it was there, it was strong. I squeezed my eyes shut, seeing stars dancing between them as I tightened even more around her fingers, and I could hear the suction of the toy getting wetter as I squirted over it.
Daisy held me. She held me through my orgasm, peppering my shoulder in kisses. She held me after, removing her fingers and the toy. She held me after she put the toy on the nightstand and kissed me so softly, so lovingly.
I didn’t have any words, and I was still catching my breath after my intense orgasm. She wiped away the tears I hadn’t even known were there and kissed my forehead. “Thank you for doing that with me. Thank you for trusting me.”
I smiled. “Thank you for wanting to do that. I trust you with my life, Daisy.”You’re my life, Daisy.That was what I wanted to say, but of course, I didn’t.
We got into our usual positions under the covers, and I played with her hair while she fell asleep. Someday I’d tell her how I felt, and if I was lucky, she’d feel the same way. Someday.
Chapter Thirty
KAIA
When Fallon invited us to go toQueer Quarterswith her and Mackenzie,I was nervous but excited. Since she’d gotten married, I hadn’t seen Fallon as much as I used to. We still hung out together, and I’d gone over to their house when they’d first bought it, but I liked to give them their couple time.
Queer Quarterswas a queer bar on the edge of Seattle. Mackenzie’s best friend and the barista from the bookstore was one of the bartenders.
