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My breathing shallowed.
His hands trailed back down now, and I prayed to all the gods I knew of that they would go where I was craving, where I needed.
I wasn’t sure if it was a god that answered, but I got what I was praying for. His fingers slipped past my folds, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
Karson’s fingers moved lazily, knowingly, as if he’d studied the road map of my insides, knew just where to stroke to tease my climax out of me.
“You want me to leave now, sweetheart?” Karson asked, voice thick, rough.
My eyes snapped open as I wrestled for control. “I’ve got three vibrators in my bedside table that will do the job you’re about to,” I breathed. “So yes, I want you leave.”
Karson’s eyes darkened. His fingers left me.
I wanted to scream in protest, but I stayed silent, fisting the sheets so I wouldn’t grab onto him.
Karson moved quickly and fluidly. I watched his muscles flex as he reached over to my nightstand, the drawers opening and closing.
As soon as I saw the flash of pink, I knew exactly what he was doing. Anticipation swirled in my belly, and I gripped the sheets that much tighter.
His eyes were blue flames.
“Show me,” he demanded, authority in his tone.
I blinked at him. Everything else was blurry, but this naked Adonis holding a vibrator to me was in sharp detail.
“Show me,” he repeated. “Show me how you make yourself come. Show me how you can make yourself scream like I did last night. You do that, and I’ll leave and never come back.”
It was the cockiness in his voice that did it. He considered it a foregone conclusion that he would be able to pleasure me better than one of the best vibrators in the world—created by women who knew the female anatomy and exactly what we needed. Orgasms without men getting in the way.
And all of this occurring while I was seriously turned on and needed release. If he was going to play games with me, then I could play them right back. I wasn’t some shy woman who was ashamed of her sexuality, I wasn’t going to blanche at a man watching me make myself come.
Even Karson.
I snatched the vibrator from his hands, turning it on. The low humming emitting from it was the only sound in the room. My eyes didn’t leave his, even as I moved the vibrator between my legs, even as it found my aching clit.
He hissed through his teeth as I moaned in pleasure, his gaze never leaving mine. He didn’t move his eyes downward, to where my knees were open, to where I was moving the vibrator slowly, torturing myself.
The thing was famous for its ability to make women come in less than a minute. For giving you so many orgasms that you couldn’t walk without twitching in pleasure for an hour after.
I’d done the research.
It was a dangerous piece of machinery, so effective that it made you wonder why you bothered going out when it did everything a man could do—and most especially what he couldn’t.
Well, not every man.
Because although I was fast approaching climax, I already knew that it would be a small wave, delicately washing over me. Not like the tsunami that ruined everything in its path that Karson had brought on.
His eyes swirled like an icy blue storm as my body tensed, preparing for release. The way he was watching me was what put me over the edge. It was the cause of my climax, if I was honest. No man had ever watched me like that. Like the sky could fall in around him and he wouldn’t even notice.
I didn’t scream as I came. The sound that came out of me could only be described as a whimper. Stars danced in my vision as my body pulsated. I did not split apart. I did not leave the earth. My eyes stayed open, intent on his. He did not move. He just watched.
My breathing was rapid and shallow, my knees weak, my body not sated, desperate for more.
The low buzz of the vibrator was still the only sound in the room, mingled with my breathing and rapid heartbeat.
“You want me to leave, darlin’?” he asked in a gravelly voice.
My brows narrowed. “Shut up and fuck me,” I demanded, voice breathy.
