“Don’t go easy on me,” she says, shaking her head frantically, her eyes glassy and desperate. “I want you to use me, Milo. I want to feel you everywhere.”
The raw need in her voice makes my cock throb so hard it hurts.
Rising from the couch, I grip her ass and lift her effortlessly. Her legs wrap around my waist, and her arms lock around my neck as her mouth crashes into mine. The kiss deepens and grows messy as I carry her down the hallway, my tongue sliding hungrily against hers, tasting every moan.
Moonlight floods her bedroom, spilling silver across the rumpled white sheets as I lower her onto the bed. She scoots back toward the pillows, never breaking eye contact. Then, with a slow, teasing motion, she sits on her knees, grabs the hem of her dress, and pulls it up and over her head in one fluid motion.
My mouth goes dry.
She leans back, eyes locked on mine, and begins playing with her breasts—cupping them, squeezing them, and rolling her tight nipples between her fingers with soft, breathy moans. The sight is pure fucking sin.
While she puts on that little show for me, I round the bed and open her nightstand drawer to find exactly what I’m looking for: two vibrators. One is a curved pink rabbit with a clit-suction attachment; the other is a small, powerful black bullet.
I hold them up, my eyes dark with hunger as I look at her spread out on the bed. “Look what I found,” I murmur. “Two toys just waiting to make you scream my name.”
Sienna’s eyes are wide, her pupils blown with lust. She bites her lip, her hips twitching as she gives her nipples one last firm tug.
“Use them on me,” she begs, her voice already hoarse. “Please, Milo. Make me come until I can’t think straight.”
My cock twitches so hard it almost hurts, another thick pulse of pre-cum leaking out and soaking my shorts. The thought of watching her fall apart on her own toys while I control every second of it makes my balls draw up tight.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan, crawling onto the bed and kneeling between her thighs. “You have no idea what you just asked for.”
“I think I do,” she breathlessly responds.
I suck in a sharp breath as I hold the rabbit in one hand and the bullet in the other, my fists clenching around both.
“Which one first?” I ask, my voice low and teasing as I drag the tip of the bullet lightly over her inner thigh. “The one that sucks your pretty clit… or the one I can slide inside you while I watch you fall apart for me?”
Sienna whimpers as her hips rise off the bed. “Both. I don’t care—just please touch me.”
I turn both of them on to the lowest setting. The soft hum fills the room. She shivers, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her nipples pebbling harder.
“Tell me how you like it,” I say, pressing the bullet against her clit. “I want to hear every sound you make while I play with you.”
She gasps as I circle it gently, learning exactly how much pressure makes her moan. It doesn’t take much.
“Like that,” she breathes. “A little harder.”
I increase the intensity, pressing the bullet firmly over her clit while I slide the rabbit’s tip along her entrance, teasing but not pushing in yet. I watch her eyes flutter, her lips parting on a silent moan.
Then I dip the rabbit’s tip inside her—just the head at first, letting the vibration pulse against her walls while the bullet stays glued to her clit. Her back arches off the bed as a breathless moan escapes her.
“Oh fuck… Milo—oh my God!”
I push the rabbit deeper, the curved tip sliding in slowly while the bullet stays pressed to her clit. Then, with a flick of a button, I turn the rabbit to a pulsing pattern, the vibrations rippling inside her while the bullet works her clit relentlessly.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I growl, my eyes locked on where both toys are devouring her. “Look at you—taking this toy inside your tight little cunt while the other plays with your clit. You’re dripping down my hand, baby. My cock is so hard it hurts just watching you.”
She whimpers. “Don’t stop… please.”
I don’t. I curl the rabbit’s tip against her G-spot while the bullet pulses faster on her clit. Her moans grow louder, more desperate. I can feel her getting close already, but I’m not ready for her to come just yet.
Just before she’s about to tip over the edge, I pull both toys away. I don’t give her a second to speak before I lean down and replace the toys with my mouth. She tastes so damn sweet, so damn mine.
Minutes pass with her grinding her hips against my face before I press both vibrators back on—this time the rabbit on a higher setting, thrusting it slowly in and out of her.
I continue edging her for what feels like forever—pushing her to the brink, then pulling away. I kiss her inner thighs, suck her nipples, and tell her how beautiful she looks when she’s desperate for me. Only to continue the cycle over and over.
