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“Well, I’ve got KY.” Shaking her head like she thought he was some sort of heathen, she retrieved a small bottle from her nightstand, snapped open the top, and squirted a dollop onto her hand.
Then she stroked a wet fist up his length.
Several times.
“Aw, Christ, that’s good.”
“You like it?” she whispered, eyes going hazy as her knees shifted restlessly on the bed.
Luke knew what that squirming was about. “Hell, yeah. You do too, huh?” Her right hand slipped into her shorts as she hummed in agreement. “That’s it. Rub that pretty pussy.”
“It’s my vagina,” she said, somewhat absently as her gaze was still trained on his cock.
“It’s your pretty pink pussy. Now pinch that clit for me.”
She shot him a look — one that was a little annoyed, a lot lusty — but did not correct him. She also didn’t stop rubbing them both off. Her pace picked up, rhythm growing awkward.
Luke’s orgasm barreled down on him. “Damn it, Andy, I’m not gonna last here. I need you to cu—”
Pulling her hand out of her pants, she slapped it on his dick under her other fist. The second he felt her sticky fingers close around him, he was done. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked him as he blew all over his chest, grunting through his release like a damn caveman.
Andy sat back on her heels at his side, watching every jerk and tweak of his muscles, every spurt of milky white that landed in the planes and grooves she’d just been exploring.
Then, when he finally stilled, she let out a little whimper, and her hand went right back into her shorts.
Luke pulled at the bands holding him. There was enough stretch he could slide his hands out if he wanted to — and hereallywanted to — but his gut said he needed to exercise caution. “Let me help you, Andy. Let me touch—”
“No, don’t move! Don’t spill it. Not one drop.” Andy’s hand moved furiously as she tracked the rivulets of cum spreading outward from his belly button. Then she glanced up and, seeing his aggravated expression, had the audacity to flash him another tiny grin.
“So fucking mean,” he muttered.
She bit down on her lip.
“Andy,”he warned with a growl.
She ignored him, another whimper spilling from her. This one more frantic. “Damn it! I can’t do it this way.” Her hand came out of her pants again.
“What way?”
“Sitting up.”
“You masturbate lying down?”
“Yes.”
“Then, fucking hell, lie down.” Luke nodded towards the pillow to his right. “And grab the rabbit.”
She did, lunging for her nightstand drawer and coming back with the pink Y-shaped device he’d discovered earlier. Lying down at his side, she lowered her shorts just far enough to get the double-headed vibrator all the way into them… and then… all the way into where she really needed it.
Craning his head in the dim light, Luke could only make out a slice of pale skin where the waistband of her shorts rode low with her movements. But he could hear plenty. The buzz of the shorter end of the vibrator going at her clit. The deeper hum of the longer end thrusting into her juiced-up slit. And the throaty cry of his name spilling from those cock-teasing lips when Andy’s orgasm finally broke.
Thighs shaking, she curled into his side. The move nearly sent a deluge of cum pouring all over her knees as she pressed them into his ribcage. Not that Andy seemed to care about the mess at this point.
Oh no. As soon as she quieted and the last tremor faded, she let out a happy, thoroughly blissed-out, sigh.
The rabbit clattered to the floor again as Luke tugged his wrists free of the bungees.
Andy handed him a couple tissues from her nightstand.
