He took the hint and stopped just before I fell into ecstasy.
“Nove.”
He pulled out of me, and I fell forward, face-planting into the mattress and panting hard. “Please, Sani, how much more? I need to come so badly!”
He grabbed my ass cheeks in his hands and pulled them apart, giving him a perfect view of the anal plug still lodged inside me. “You’re fucking amazing,Ribelle. When I let you come, you’re going to fly so fucking high you’ll probably reach the stars. It will be worth it. I swear.”
“I hate you,” I mumbled into the duvet, and he slapped my ass. Hard. I gasped and wriggled, wanting more.
“You really look like you hate me,” he replied, teasing the anal plug in and out of me and making the pressure inside my ass detonate. “Shaking this little ass at me, like you want me to fuck it.”
Was it wrong that I kind of did?
He reached for the pink strap-on, and my eyes widened. I lifted my head from the bed to watch him, a mix of curiosity and nerves. He smirked at me.
“Let’s see how you like being fucked with a strap-on,Bella Ribelle. If it looks like fun, you might just convince me.”
I snorted as he smothered it in lube. “No, I won’t.”
“No,” he chuckled. He slid the dildo into my pussy. “You won’t.”
I buried my face in the bed as he straddled my thighs and started fucking me with the pink dildo, twisting and angling it at the perfect pace while his other hand played with the anal plug.
Another near orgasm.
“Dieci,” he whispered, leaning over me and kissing across my shoulder blades. Ten. Oh, my God, I’d made it to ten. I’d done it! There were ten tallies. “Only one more to go,amore mio.”
“What?” I mumbled, barely able to lift my head to look back at him. I felt a little spacy. A strange, floaty feeling that was sublime was fogging my mind. Was I delirious?
“You didn’t wait for me, did you? That earned your eleventh.”
Asshole. Menace. Who dared to make him the damn orgasm police? Oh, yeah, I did when I agreed to this torture.
He tied the strap-on to a pillow and placed it in the middle of the bed, then shifted back against the headboard. I forced myself onto my hands and knees to glare at him as he spread his thighs and began to slowly pump his dick.
“Sit on it.”
“What?”
“I want to watch you ride that dildo.”
My head swam with desire and the desperate need to come. I straddled the pillow between his thighs and sank down onto the nine-inch dildo with a moan. His dark gaze watched where my pussy was being filled, and he groaned, letting his head rest back against the headboard and stroking his dick.
Suddenly, I felt a new surge of life inside me. Whether it was because I was so close to the finishing line and proud of myself for getting this far, or because of the way he was watching me with maddening hunger and awe, I couldn’t tell. I dropped my hands to the mattress between his thighs, our faces only a short distance apart. Our eyes locked as I rolled my hips on the toy, grinding and bouncing on it.
He was losing his composure. Sweat was beading beneath the dark hair falling over his forehead, and his breathing was harsh and fast. That only spurred me on to give him a better show.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he growled. “My wife. Mine. Fuck, I didn’t think I could be more obsessed with you, but I was wrong.”
“Do you like this?” I panted, deciding I had it in me to be a little brattish this close to the end. “Watching me ride another dick?”
He growled and grabbed my jaw, but I didn’t stop rolling my hips. “That isn’t a dick. It’s a toy. No other man’s dick will ever fuck your pussy, your ass, or your mouth again. They all belong to me.”
My God, I really loved testing him. Clearly, we had that in common.
“Last one,Belle Ribelle, but you have to stop yourself. Then I’ll let you come however you want.”
My mouth dropped open as I realised he was going to force me to edge myself.
