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“But it’s so much better this way.”
The visible nature of his pleasure enhanced my own, and I moaned as he began thrusting with nothing between our skin.
“I wish. I could show you. Howgoodyou feel,” he breathed.
I leaned toward his lips. “I can tell.”
Donovan pumped into me for a few seconds, then suddenly looked to his left. He grabbed one of the electric beaters that we had just used to mix cookie dough. He removed the metal beater from the end, then flipped the switch. The whole thing hummed, but nothing on the outside moved without the attachment.
“What are you—”
I cut off as he pressed the beater against my mound. The vibrations from the electric machine cascaded into my clit, stimulating me in a way I had never experienced before.
“Ohh!” I cried out.
He removed the makeshift vibrator. “Was that too much?”
I grabbed his hand and pulled it back against my clit. Immediately I was overwhelmed with powerful waves of ecstasy, like the volume on the radio station was finally crankedwayup.
Donovan responded to my moans by fucking me urgently, slamming his dick into me hard enough to shake the entire countertop against the wall with dull, mutedthumps. I came within seconds, an overpowering orgasm that hit me like a freight train and then carried me along the tracks for miles, and miles, andmilesof bliss.
“Oh, Molly.” Donovan moaned my name like a prayer.
“Come inside me,” I begged, still on the tail end of my own climax. “Come in me, please!”
He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. I clamped myself around him and he exploded inside me at that moment, a shuddering spasm as he filled me with his hot, sticky seed. He gasped and clung to me until neither of us could move.
“I’ve… never…” he breathed as we cleaned up, “come inside. Someone before.”
“Never?”
“Only with you.”
“You’re my first too,” I said. “But the vibrating beater? That was a game-changer. What made you think of it?”
“I don’t know,” he said, fingers digging into my thigh lovingly. “You felt so good without anything separating us. Like everything was black and white before, and suddenly I could see incolor. I wanted to make you feel the same way. It was good?”
“You heard the noises I made,” I replied. “What do you think?”
He used a towel to wipe down the counter. We both paused to laugh at the butt-shaped imprint in the flour where I had been sitting.
“The next time I go out, I’ll look for a sex shop. Then we can get you arealvibrator.”
“I doubt those are considered essential businesses,” I replied.
He smiled sideways at me. “Sex is totally essential. What’s the point of surviving a global pandemic if you can’t get your rocks off?”
We giggled together while cleaning up the kitchen. One thing that surprised me was howeasyeverything was with Donovan. We just sort of meshed together without any problems. Maybe it was the circumstances, being stuck together without a choice. It probably forced us to accept each other the way we were.
Or maybe we’re perfect for each other,I thought while admiring him in the kitchen.
32
Molly
The Day He Wasn’t Nice
The days ticked by. We stayed in bed late into the mornings since there was no rush to get up. Neither of us wanted to leave each other’s arms, anyway. We snuggled together and watched the Roman sunrise stream through the window, a jumble of tangled sheets and tangled legs.
