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It’s so hard, being in here and knowing there was a time where we imagined this as a nursery. It wasn’t something we planned to happen soon, but it was definitely something we wanted in our future.
I would let myself daydream about how it would happen. How he would hold me with so much love and tenderness as he slid in and out of my pussy. And at the end, we would both let go at the same time. His cum would fill me and we would know—our baby was made with nothing but the strongest love in existence.
TRUE OR FALSE: THEREis no such thing as too much sex. Depending on the person, the answer may vary. Most men would say true. Some women would say false. Hayes would practically yelltruebefore the sentence was even finished, but right now, I’d have to say it’s true. Because the problem with the amount of sex Hayes and I have been having is that when I don’t get it, I can’t fucking sleep.
Over the last few weeks, there hasn’t been a single night when I haveat leasttwo orgasms before I went to sleep. Even when we couldn’t have sex, Hayes could tell how bad I needed it. Probably because he would feel it, too. We’d fool around, getting each other off in other ways, and then pass out in the midst of sexual bliss.
Tonight, I have to go without, and my body isnothappy.
I roll over for the millionth time, grabbing my phone and looking at the time. It’s nearly four in the damn morning, and I’m fucking tired, but it justisn’thappening. I half consider just doing it myself, but my hand was never enoughbeforeI knew what good sex felt like. Now, my clit would probably laugh at me.
However…
Nolan, you beautiful little minx, you!
Slipping out of bed, I quietly tiptoe out of my room and down the stairs. The box with the vibrator inside is sitting on the island. I take it and sneak back up to the guest room, careful not to wake Hayes.
It takes a bit for me to get it set up. The power these things have require them to be plugged straight into the wall. But once I’m done, I slip into bed and take it into my hands. My eyes fall closed as I rest it over my panties and turn it on.
Oh, fuck.
Hayes was right. It’s nowhere near as good at making me feel good as he is, but as it vibrates right on top on my clit, it’s enough to get me off.
I imagine it’s him. That he’s the one holding it against me, smirking as he watches me start to come undone. He always has loved teasing me. His favorite hobby is taking me to the edge and holding me there until he’s ready to let me come.
My hips arch into it, and I bite my lip to keep myself from making too much noise. I’m getting so close. A little more and I’ll finally be able to fall asleep. But just as I’m about to come, the vibrator shuts off and the charger my phone is plugged into goes with it.
No power.
Are you fucking kidding me right now?
I click the vibrator into the off position and hide it beneath the covers before going to investigate. The light won’t turn on in my room nor the hallway. I glance out the window but there’s no sign of a storm.
Peeking into the master bedroom, it’s dark, but I can see enough to know that Hayes isn’t in bed. I turn around and start down the stairs, but just as I get halfway there, the power is restored. The microwave beeps in the kitchen as it kicks back on, and I hear Hayes’s footsteps coming toward the stairs.
I quickly head back up and slip back into the guest room. There’s a millisecond where I consider continuing anyway, but with him awake, I’m not sure it would go well for me. But then my phone vibrates and the text from him tells me he already knows.
Try it again. I fucking dare you.
That motherfucker. He must have heard the buzz of the vibrator and went downstairs to shut off the power so I couldn’t use it anymore.
I stare at my phone, reading his threat over and over. Each time I do, my anger grows. The goddamnnerveof him to think he can control whether or not I get off.
Fuck it. I’m calling his bluff.
Grabbing the wand, I turn it on and put it against me once more, but this time, I don’t even try to keep quiet. If anything, I exaggerate it, moaning the same way I do with him. And it’s only a matter of seconds before the guest room door flies open.
My gaze locks with his and I make no move to stop, throwing my head back and letting my mouth fall open as I feel the pressure start to build once more. I’m so fucking close. It’srightthere. But as I press it harder against me, all of a sudden, it shuts off. My eyes fly open just in time to see Hayes glare at me as he cuts the wire in half with his switchblade.
“Every fucking ounce of your pleasure belongs to me,” he growls. “Get that through your head because it’s not fucking changing.”
My jaw clenches as I blow out a rush of air. I’m completely fucked now. There’s no way I can make it work. The thing is brand new, and already useless. What is it about me and vibrators?
“Anything else?” I sass.
“Yeah, actually.”
He drops the cord and the blade to the floor and comes closer, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder. I kick and punch him, shouting for him to put me down, but he doesn’t care. He carries me into the bedroom we used to share and throws me down onto the bed.
