I don’t have time to ask what he means because I hear the buzz before I feel it.
“I did a little bit of shopping the other night. It’s amazing what you can get with expedited shipping,” Kash whispers, dragging a vibrator down my chest. He’s nestled back between my legs, leaving tingles over my skin everywhere he touches.
Kash presses the vibrator against my clit, causing me to moan as sensation courses through my body. It sends shock waves through me, heating my body more.
“I dreamt of you like this.” He kisses my pussy, pressing it down firmer. “I dreamt of turning you into a crying, writhing mess.Mymess.” Kash holds the vibrator against my sensitive skin, making me cry out, arching my body into it. It doesn’t feel as good as Kash, but I’m getting closer to coming again. Pleasure floods through me as my orgasm starts to build a second time.
“Do you want to come, Mila?”
“Yes. Please. God,” I rush out.
“Okay, Sweetheart.”
I feel his body move away, but before I can say anything, Kash slams into me. I come apart and scream as my release floods out. Between the vibrations and being stuffed full of Kash, it’s almost too much. He’s keeping the vibrator pushed down on my clit, the sensations pulsing against my body.
“Fuck, Mila,” Kash groans. “Your pussy just sucks me right in. I love the way you respond to me. The way your body lights up every fucking time I touch it. It’s perfection.”
“It’s too much.” I try to push it away, but Kash grabs my hands.
“Nuh-uh,” he tuts. “You said whatever I wanted. That was the deal, Mila. Now, you’re going to come again. This sweet little pussy is squeezing my cock, dying to soak it. I know you’re close.”
He rotates his hips, driving in deeper. I can’t even make a coherent thought let alone a sound right now. His thrusts are slow and shallow as he holds the vibrator over me. “You take me so nicely, Mila. So tight around my cock, so warm, somine.”
Pulling out, Kash flips me over to my stomach, then yanks me up on my knees. I’m basically a puppet for him to move as he sees fit. Driving back inside, I yell as he squeezes my ass tightly. “I love those sounds you make for me.” Slapping my left cheek then the right, he groans, “I want more. Can you give me more?”
Each thrust from him is sending me into the mattress. I don’t know how much more I can give him. I can’t even remember what my word to stop is supposed to be. Not that I’d be dumb enough to use it. There’s no way I would ever throw in the towel when it comes to Kash.
“Yes,” I cry out, gripping the sheets.
“Relax for me.” Kash pulls out, ignoring my whimper, quickly shoving his fingers inside. “That’s right, suck my fingers in. Make them nice and wet.”
He moves his fingers in and out of me, curling them around. I have no idea where the vibrator went, but I don’t need it anyway. My second orgasm is quickly building, heat creeping up my spine. Kash drags his finger against the little bundle of nerves, and I explode. My release runs down my thighs and his hand as the pleasure hits me hard.
“No more. Please,” I cry. It’s almost impossible to get the words out with the way my chest heaves into the mattress.
Kash leans over my body, his lips grazing my ear. “Quitting so soon? You know your word. Just say it and I’ll stop, but if you don’t, I’m going to fuck this ass.” He runs his hand across my skin, collecting some of my release to tease my back entrance with his finger.
Moaning into the sheets, I consider it briefly. I’ve never done anal before, and Kash is not small.
“You’re joking.” I huff a laugh into the bed, stretching my arms above my head.
Kash nips at my neck, scattering kisses down my shoulder. “No, Mila. Have you ever had someone back here before?” He toys with the area, circling around it, then dipping his finger into the rim. I pushback into him, wanting more. The stretch isn’t bad, but I know it’s just a finger. His dick is a completely different matter.
“No,” I admit. “Will it hurt?”
Pressing his finger the rest of the way in, I let out a hiss. It feels foreign and full, but not necessarily bad. “I would never hurt you. Ever. If you don’t want to, we don’t have to.”
“I want you, Kash. I want this with you.”
It’s true. I want to experience all sorts of things with Kash. This is one of the few times I think I’m okay with the knowledge that Kash has more experience than me. I won’t ask if he’s been with someone in that way, because I don’t want to know the real answer.
He’s thrusting his fingers in and out of me slowly, stretching me as he goes. I push my ass back into him, seeking more. Whining into the mattress, I arch my back, my hair sticking to my face. My skin is hot, and my body is covered in sweat, but I still want more.
“You’re taking my fingers so well,” he praises, adding another. “I need you stretched out to take my cock.”
Kash pulls back, leaning over my form. Trailing kisses up my back, I feel his hands in my hair, tugging at the tie he used as a blindfold. My eyes adjust to the light, and I turn my head to look at him. His lips land on mine, stealing my breath and any thought I was about to have.
“I want to watch your face when I take your ass.” Flipping me onto my back, he reaches into the bedside table and pulls out a small bottle of lube.
