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“Good girl,” I praise and she moans, her head falling backward as I slip two fingers inside her and pump as hard and fast as my hand can move. It only takes a few flicks of my wrists and my tongue nibbling on her nipples to send her over the edge. I can feel the gush of her exploding in the water and I smirk. There is something sexy as hell about making her squirt for me.
“Fuck,” she moans.
“What a good girl.” I smile and kiss the top of her head. “Come shower with me and we can continue this in bed.”
“Good, because I got something for us.” She wiggles her eyebrows and I look at her in confusion but instead she jumps out of the tub, splashing me in the process, and hops in the shower.
I don’t ask, but jump in the shower behind her. It’s hotter than I normally like it but I guess this is the way she takes showers. She hands me a washcloth and we both quickly soap up and get out, both of us wanting to get back to what we were doing. I, wanting to find out why this surprise she got for us is.
“I know we’ve experimented with similar things so I thought you might like this.” She pulls out a box from a black plastic bag and I’m wondering if she went to a sex shop without me. Just the thought makes me wet.
“It’s a double headed strap on, so we could both get fucked at the same time,” she explains.
“Okay.” I nod. I’d never tried one but I’m not against it. It seems like a good time for both of us.
“I also got a clit sucking vibrator,” she says happily.
“You have a freaking sex bag like Mary freaking Poppins, don’t you?” I chuckle as she pulls out yet another box and toy. This one is smaller and bright purple.
“I just wanted to have options.” I like that she is thinking about us. Not just the fact that she is thinking about us, but she is thinking about us having more sex. That has to count for something, right? I mean it isn’t a conversation or a commitment but it is a sign that she wants this just as much as I want her.
I climb into bed while she fiddles with the strap on. I’m not sure entirely how she does it but suddenly she’s moaning while one side is inside her and the other is hanging high just like a normal strap on. It’s skin colored which I don’t partially love but it will be inside me in a few moments anyway. Isabella climbs on top of me and begins kissing me. Our lips move in sync with each other as my tongue slips in her mouth; we become a tangle of body parts as our hands move about. I grab her breasts and tug on her nipples, eliciting a long moan in my mouth.
“Your body is mine,” I growl in her mouth.
“Mmm,” she agrees. But I tug her hair back and pull her face back from mine.
“Say it.” I clench my jaw.
“I’m yours, my body is yours,” she says breathlessly. I let go of her hair and she positions herself between my thighs, probably to make me pay for telling her to say that.
“I want you,” she whispers.
“Then take what’s yours.” I moan.
Isabella runs her hand down my core and I gasp at the contact. I am soaked and she knows it. The smile on her lips giving away exactly what she wants next. She runs her hand through my folds, coating it with my juices, and then runs it up and down the strap on. Before pushing inside me, she leans in for one last kiss and then slowly pushing herself inside me.
“Oh!” I gasp and she moans as she moves her hips, probably feeling the same sensation between her thighs. I begin rocking my hips against hers, wanting her to feel as good as I do, and she moans for me.
“What a good girl,” I whisper and pull her mouth back to mine. I kiss her, biting down on her bottom lip and sucking lightly on it. She groans into my mouth and I continue bucking my hips into hers.
“Keep doing that and I’m going to cum,” she says breathlessly.
“Good.” I smirk. I love it when she comes for me. God, the sounds she makes. The faces she makes? Beautiful. I would spend my days making her cum over and over again if I could.
“Oh! Dylan!” She gasps as she slides a hand between our thighs. She touches her clit with one finger and uses the others to brush against mine.
“Fuck,” I mumble against her skin. Our hips rolling and rocking against each other’s, I lean forward and take her shoulder in my mouth sucking on it lightly. Surely there will be a mark there tomorrow but I don’t care.
“Did you just brand me?” Isabella gasps.
“I need some way for people to know you’re mine.” I wiggle my eyebrows and before she can protest, my hand is on her ass.
“Oh fuck, spank me, baby,” she says, reading my mind. So I do, taking one cheek in my hand and then hitting with a bit of force, just enough to hear her cry out for me. I do it again and again until she’s rocking her hips so hard I can tell she’s about to cum.
Then I do it once more and whisper in her ear, “I want you to cum for me like a good girl,” and just like that she’s mush. Her legs shaking and thighs shuddering around me as she calls out my name.
“Oh Dylan! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She breathes out and falls against me. Her orgasm hitting her in the best of ways. I kiss her forehead and move her hair from her eyes. Smiling, I know what’s said during sex isn’t always how people truly feel. But for a few short moments, Isabella Gold was mine and I was hers. Even if she never is again, at least I can say she once was.
