Sam was kneading my thighs, but removed one hand to reach for the drawer I’d opened earlier.
I sensed a beat passing and frowned. “What is it?” I asked.
“Nothing really. It’s just… There’s one thing I guess I’d forgotten about this woman,” Sam said.
“What is it?” I was keenly aware of his other hand still on me, how it was drifting up and tugging down my shorts the rest of the way.
“I don’t remember her having an absolute sex-shop’s worth of vibrators at her disposal.”
I froze, then scrambled to sitting. Sam had pulled out the box of condoms, but in so doing, had somehow released my robust collection of toys. My favorite one, a bright pink silicone dick, was at the front of the pack. I’d used that one just last night. While thinking of Sam, of course.
“Oh my God.” I reached over to try to slam the drawer shut.
But Sam caught my hand and kissed it. “Wait.”
“Why?”
He picked up the pink vibrator. “This could make things much more interesting.”
He could have teased me about this. My exes would have. But Sam looked delighted. “Can we try it out?”
My stomach plunged. “I’ve never used one with someone else.”
I must have looked terrified, because he said, “Hey, it’s okay. There’s never any pressure, El.” He moved it back toward the drawer.
“No,” I said quickly, my heart thudding. I had an imagination. I’d seen videos. “I’m interested.”
Sam bit his lower lip and set the thing down. Then he reached up and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my shorts and dragged them down, exposing me to him.
“Good.” He tossed my shorts aside. “Because I’m about to make you come so fucking hard.”
I think I visibly grew wetter.
I wanted to ask him more questions. Like what he planned on doing, and how he was going to use this. But Sam was gently nudging my legs apart, his pupils flaring as he spread my sex with his hand. “So fucking gorgeous.”
Then I was lost, because he brought his mouth to me, and I remembered.
This man was a fuckingmasterat making me come. My legs instantly jerked as he full-mouth sucked on my most sensitive spot.
He made a moaning sound like this was givinghimpleasure, when I was the one already flying to the moon.
Then the buzz of the vibrator sounded, and allother thoughts—already on their way out given how quickly the waves of building pressure had started rising—left my brain completely.
“Come here, sweetheart,” Sam said. He helped guide me to sitting. “Come see how fucking hot you are.”
I rose up, leaning on my arms and looking in the mirror.
Sam bent down, taking my clit between his lips again. He sucked on it as he teased my entrance with the vibrator, making me moan. “Oh my God.”
Sam replaced his tongue with his thumb. It should have felt less than, but the way he expertly caressed my clit in little circles while he inserted the tip of the cock inside of me, all while I watched in the mirror, had me nearly bucking under him.
“Fuck yes, Ellie.” He glanced over at the mirror. “Look how gorgeous you are. Look at you take this thing, just like you’re going to take my cock.”
I sucked in a breath as he slid the dick in farther, increasing the speed of his thumb at the same time. In the mirror, I looked wanton. My breasts swayed under my flimsy t-shirt, that dildo disappearing ever so slowly into my slick pussy.
Sam angled himself up and brought his lips to mine, kissing me so tenderly as he inched the dildo deeper. I cried out against his lips.
“Shh,” he reminded me.
