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Her grin has an edge to it, even as she gasps. “Pay attention.”
I dig my blunt nails into her thigh. “Always, angel. I haven’t finished my meal yet.”
The toy has a rabbit design; a thick, slightly curved part to put inside, plus another part to tease the clit. She circles her hole with the longer end, getting it wet with her own slick. Her breath comes in short bursts as she widens her legs further, putting herself completely on display for me. I grasp my cock again, stroking firmly. My balls are drawn up tight, heavy and aching with the need to come.
I won’t be fucking her. I didn’t decide that I wouldn’t, exactly, but with things the way they are, it makes sense to keep some semblance of a boundary. I was serious when I told her I don’t mind just being friends who fuck too if that’s all she can give, but until I get my own feelings in check, I need to keep some distance. Even though I want to be inside her desperately, I know it would stir up too many emotions. It’s better to stick to teasing and toys than to look into her eyes while I’m buried deep inside her, searching for a hint of true feelings.
Friends I can live with, especially if it involves this: Mia laid out on my bed, fucking herself with her favorite toy, looking like a goddamn masterpiece.
It’s enough. Ithasto be enough.
She pushes the longer end in, gasping as she does; I squeeze the base of my cock tightly to avoid blowing my load at the delicious rasp in her voice. I watch hungrily as she fucks herself, the rabbit ears of the toy brushing her clit with every thrust. She’s shaking with the effort of keeping her legs apart, so I take pity on her and help, spreading her even wider as I stroke my cock.
“How do you make yourself come?” I ask, my voice low in the room, quiet except for our breathing and the hum of the toy. “Do you keep going until you can’t help yourself? What do you imagine, Mia?”
What did you imagine when you pushed me away? I want to ask. I don’t. Not now, not in this perfect moment. Not when I’ve decided that this is more than enough for me. I might be failing at keeping my head down with baseball, but I can white-knuckle through this.
She just moans, her head falling back as she pushes the toy in all the way. I reach out and wrap my hand over hers, keeping the toy inside. She bucks, but I don’t give in. She’s especially beautiful like this, her breasts swaying gently with each intake of breath, her hips nearly coming off the bed.
“Sebastian,” she whines.
“Look at me, gorgeous girl.”
Her eyes meet mine. I press the toy in further. “Tell me.”
Her lips twist before she bursts out, “You.”
“You think of me?” I lean down. The motion changes the angle of the toy, and she lets out a high moan. I brush my lips against her breast. Her hand cups the back of my head, nails digging in. I swirl my tongue around her stiff nipple. “Is it like this?”
She pinches my back. “Usually, you let me come.”
I bite down on her nipple—gently—in retaliation. Things are never just sweet with Mia. There’s always an edge, and I love jabbing her hard enough that she lets me see it. “Details, angel.”
“I fuck myself so hard, I can pretend it’s you.” She rushes the words, like she’s hoping I won’t even notice the confession, but she might as well have written them in the air with fire.
My heart thuds as they sink in. The desire to pull out the toy and slide into her velvety core nearly overwhelms me. She’d be so fucking tight, I’d have to work not to come the moment I got inside her. “Fucking hell.”
She pinches me again. This time, I drag my lips down her sternum. I dip my tongue into her bellybutton, and like the first time I did it, all those months ago, she huffs out surprised laughter. I settle between her legs once more, easing out the toy and replacing it with two of my fingers. I crook them. As they brush against her g-spot, she squeezes around my fingers. I bring my tongue to her clit and suck on it hard. Her next cry sounds suspiciously close to a sob.
“Come for me,” I whisper against her slick skin. “Let me hear you.”
The toy must have put her so far over the edge that she was barely holding on, because the moment after I give the order, she screams, the sound muffled by the crook of her elbow. She squeezes around my fingers so tightly I couldn’t pull them out even if I wanted to. I grab the toy and press the rabbit ears to her clit, coaxing her into another wave.
“Babe,” she says hoarsely. “I can’t—fuck—”
I give her clit another lick before pulling away. “Good fucking girl.”
Her foot digs into my side. “Come on me.”
I let out a low groan. “Jesus.”
Her smile turns feline. “Let me help.”
She sits up, taking my cock in hand and giving it a firm pump. My next breath comes out strangled. She runs her nail down the vein running down the length, sending a fiery ache in its wake. I clench my ass to keep from coming, but it’s a losing effort. I drag her closer instead, breathing in the smell of her hair, and help her pump my cock. I can’t think of a fucking thing but the urge to mark her; to spill my seed on her and see the evidence that I own some part of her, however small. When she squeezes my balls, I come with a choked-off moan, painting her breasts and belly.
She makes a noise that sounds as starved as I feel, and then we’re kissing, wrapped up in each other so tightly I’m not sure where I end and she begins. I stroke a rough hand down her back, cupping her ass and squeezing. Her tongue tangles with mine. Despite coming, the ache is still there, deep inside me—an ache to have her just like this, as much as fucking possible. If I try to shove it down, it’ll just come back up even stronger, so for a moment, I let myself give in to the fantasy. I work a hand between us, drawing my finger through the mess I made on her skin, and press it against her lips. She sucks my finger into her mouth, humming.
I squeeze my eyes shut briefly, focusing on that delicate jasmine scent of her hair. Mine. My Mia.
