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“Mm, here’s a tip since we’re into giving unsolicited opinions: don’t ever start a sentence with I’m used to or other women I’ve been with. Ever.”

He looked apologetic, and then stroked my slit with the vibrator. “Duly noted. You’re soaked.”

“The directions said I might need lube,” I offered up lamely.

“Not any more you don’t.”

“Oh—oh, wow.” I felt him put it inside me slowly. The invasion was unlike anything I’d ever felt before even if it wasn’t all that deep. I realized he was watching my face now.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“I—it feels good,” I stuttered.

“You’re stunning on display like this.”

“Do you wish it was you inside of me instead?” I had to ask and watched him shudder.

“We can’t. I have to have some stopping point with you.”

“Why?”

He heaved a sigh. “Because you’re too important, and the surest way I’ll fuck things up is to have sex with you.”

“But you wish you could?”

He nodded, closing his eyes. “Vaginal orgasm will be tough with this shape of vibrator. They have better ones designed to hit your G-spot.”

I flushed with pleasure as I felt him move the device in and out.

“Christ. I need to taste you again. Put it in while I suck on you. We’ll combine the two.”

I pulled my legs up, allowing more access. Watching as he bent down between my thighs, I felt a rush of heat course through my body with the dual sensation.

“I can’t get enough of this.”

The orgasm this time around hit me like a freight train. Bright lights danced in the back of my head while my body convulsed uncontrollably. I barely registered he’d turned the device off and was now raining kisses over my stomach, then up to my breasts.

“I’m a fan of the vibrator combo.”

He chuckled. “There are a lot of options when it comes to that.”

“Mm, I’m kind of thinking double penetration might be fun,” I quipped.

His face looked pained. “You can’t say shit like that to me.”

“Why not? You’re the one denying yourself, not me.”

He stood up, shifting himself. “Just when I thought I couldn’t get any harder.”

I licked my lips. “I could, ah, return the favor.”

He immediately appeared torn. “Have you ever?”

I didn’t wish to highlight my inexperience and, technically, I wasn’t lying. “The one time didn’t go very well. Would be nice if I had someone who’d tell me what’s good and what isn’t.”

“You want to practice on me?” His voice was pure raw sex.

I nodded, mesmerized when he pulled down his boxers. I could only stare. A hard male penis was a sight indeed. My only other reference point had been from some cheesy seventies video my freshman roommate had found in her aunt’s attic. We had drunk Boons Farm Strawberry Hill wine, sung along to the music, and then fallen into a fit of giggles at the copious amount of pubic hair that seemed to be porn-acceptable back then. I realized he’d been talking as I’d drifted.

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