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I shake my head and look at him. “Your eyes on me.”
“You like when I watch you.”
It isn’t a question, but I nod anyway. “I like seeing what it does to you.”
My eyes slip lower to the evidence of how much Ivan enjoys watching me, too.
He stands up and eases towards me, lowering the intensity on the toy as he does. Then he sets the remote to the side and slips his waistband down low. His cock springs free.
“You can do a lot more than see it,” he growls.
I don’t need an invitation. I take him in my hand and wrap my lips around his head.
At this rate, I’m going to be a pile of goo before the night is done. It’s nice to take control of something while I still can. To give Ivan a fraction of the pleasure I’m feeling.
I circle my tongue around him and then dive deep.
Ivan lets out a low curse, which is all the encouragement I need. I wrap my hand around the base of him and stroke, meeting my mouth in the middle.
Without really meaning to, it becomes a competition with myself to bring him to his knees. I want to make him lose control the same way I have.
He places his hand at the back of my head, thrusting gently into my mouth. My name falls from his lips like a prayer. “Cora.”
I feel him tensing. I know it’s close.
Then fireworks flare behind my eyes as the toy kicks into high gear.
I fall back with a cry, using every bit of my strength to stay seated and not fling myself onto the floor.
When I look up, Ivan is holding the remote again. I didn’t even see him grab it.
“Cheater!” I pant.
He laughs and stands back, turning the dial higher and higher.
I clench my teeth and think about taxes. About grandmothers in hand-knit cardigans and counting how many tiles there are in the floor. I pull all of my muscles tight and, when that doesn’t help, I give up and just flop silly and let this thing have its way with me.
It promptly obliterates me yet again. Three orgasms? Four? I’m losing count. Numbers don’t seem to hold much meaning anymore.
“You’re still fighting it,” Ivan says with a frown. “Why?”
I feel the intensity pick back up and I moan. I can barely find words. My mind is melted. Rational conversation is for the birds.
Somehow, I manage to gasp out, “I want you inside of me. When I come, I want you… I want it to be you.”
Ivan reaches out and places a hand on my stomach. Gently, he shifts my body back, angling me so the focus of the vibration shifts. Then he slips his hand lower, circling his finger over my clit.
I open to him, moaning wordlessly because I am so far beyond human speech that it is straight-up laughable.
He kisses my forehead and my cheek. Then his lips find my ear. “It’s been me this entire time, Cora. Inside of you or not, your pleasure is mine. I own you.”
And just like that, I crash.
The most powerful orgasm yet rocks through me. I cling to Ivan’s arm to keep from pitching sideways. It’s a miracle I can sit up at all.
As I come down from yet another climax, Ivan finally turns the machine off.
The silence in the room is deafening after the nonstop vibration of the toy. I’m positive he can hear my heart thundering in my chest. The blood coursing through my veins. He grips my waist and lifts me off of the toy as if I weigh nothing.
