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“You’re giving me this now?” I complained.

“You’ll be grateful,” he countered, panting. “Open it.”

Breathing heavily and unhappy with the distraction, I snagged the bow and tore it apart. The four sides of the box parted to reveal a slimline vibrator, thick as a bullet, as long as the barrel of a revolver.

When I studied it, he rumbled, “Body-safe silicone. Bluetooth capabilities. Rechargeable. Same vibration capacity as a plugged-in Hitachi.” When I squinted at him with disbelief, he snorted. “Try it for yourself if you think I’m bullshitting.”

I heard the taunt and knew he meant every word.

I sucked in a breath, braced myself because this was Conor and he never made false promises, then hit the slight bump of the ‘on/off’ button.

It buzzed.

“Holy shit,” I whispered, feeling the vibrations ricochet through my hand.

It was a deep, thuddy pulse that I needed to experience where it was meant to be experienced.

Slipping it between us, I gently rubbed it around my clit, and I was pretty certain I saw God and all the saints when I did.

“Oh, fuck,” I bit off, rocking forward and pushing my forehead against his. “Oh, Conor. I-I—” Words eluded me as the intense buzz made me yelp when I finally made it to my clit.

My head rocked back in response and he attacked my throat, sucking on my pulse, leaving yet another hickey for me to smirk at in the morning.

When he fucked a finger into me, I cried out as he pushed back against the front wall of my cunt.

The immediacy of my orgasm was devastating.

It was like my entire body caved in, imploding around those nonstop vibrations as he fucked me with his fingers then tugged the vibrator from my weak grasp and slipped that inside.

More devastation left a trail in his creation’s wake as the intensity shot me higher, pummeling me with a pleasure so deep that it made every muscle in my body quiver in response.

Because it always took me so long to get off, I started crying when he grabbed a hold of my hips and hauled me deeper into him because this was short and sharp and everything in between and it was heaven and hell combined.

As he rubbed his cock around my clit, he bit off a curse. “Fuck, that feels good,” he mumbled against my throat, the gentle vibrations rioting with the violent ones down below.

Then he took it away.

Left me.

I felt the barrenness of the space.

Felt the loss of the vibrations—

A sharp, piercing scream escaped me as he held it to my clit, and pressed his dick to my cunt, and thrust up into me with less care than usual, but fuck if I gave a damn.

I needed him.

I felt so goddamn empty and my pussy was pulsing around nothing. Being full gave me something to hold onto.

I sank down on him, just enjoying the sensation of fullness, but it only made the vibrations more intense.

A choppy wail rushed from my lips as his hands grabbed my ass and he started moving me on top of him, urging me to ride him.

My brain and body were both flying high as I began, but I paused halfway because another freakin’ orgasm was there, right there.

“Conor!” I screamed, coming so hard and so fast that I knew my heart was going to explode if I didn’t turn off this machine now. My thumb hovered over the button, but he shoved my hand away, not giving me any reprieve.

As I pulsed around him, I knew the vibrations were strong enough for him to feel deep inside. He ground out a curse then growled as he came, my pussy milking him for every drop of cum as I climaxed a-goddamn-gain, his fingers digging into my ass as he continued urging me to ride him, not stopping until both of us were wrung out. Then, and only then, did he reach for the vibrator. Then, and only then, did he switch it off.

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