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I whine, and he slides the vibrator against my clit again, causing my pussy to clench around him. “Count for me, Ari.”
I do, my voice shaky and uneven, and the words probably don't make much sense. When I get to five, he clicks the button on the vibrator, putting it at its highest setting, and Ishriekat how my body feels like it’s short-circuiting around him.
“Come for me, baby girl. You’re such agoodgirl, and I just want you to come around my cock like the most perfectfuckingthing…” His words become unintelligible to my brain because I amright there. Even without his praise, I would’ve come, and I feel like I nearly black out as my orgasm hits me and causes me to all but go limp under him as I try to come to terms with how fucking good he’s making me feel.
It’s barely a minute later, probably, that Arlo unbuckles the cuffs and pulls off the blindfold from my face. He helps me sit up, though my ass is much too sore to be on a solid surface, and kisses me hard on the mouth, stroking the tears off of my cheeks as he does so.
“You’re so good,” he says, helping me stand. He has my shorts in his hand as well, and I’m pretty sure he’s the nicest person alive when he helps me put them back on. “You’reperfect, Ari. Do you want some water?”
“I…want to sit. But not sit,” I tell him, letting him pull the cuffs off of my wrists and repack his backpack as I watch. He’s left the leash and collar on and gently pulls on the leash to guide me out of the room, sticking close to me as if he’s afraid I’m going to fall over.
Frankly, I might. I’m not sure sex can kill you, but Arlo seems determined to get me dazed and confused with how amazing he is.
“Here.” He helps me gently onto one of the large leather couches and disappears, only to come back a few moments later with a bottle of water as he sits down beside me. “Don’t go anywhere. Not that you look like you want to. I’m going to make sure you’re okay, first of all.”
“I’m okay,” I assure him, taking a few drinks of water before setting it on the floor at my feet. I wince as my butt slides against the leather, but it’s not enough to make me move.
“But Ialsowant to sit here with you for a while.” He gently, oh so gently, pulls on the leash until I’m in his lap again and rests one hand on my head so that he can comb his fingers through my long hair. “Go to sleep if you want to,” he adds. “We’re just going to sit here for a while.”
“How long?”
“As long as you want and need. I’m not in any kind of hurry.” His smile is bright and warm and makes my heart hurt a little when he gazes down at me, and I curl more closely next to him, wondering ifnever movingis an option.
