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He nods, a breathless chuckle on his lips as if he can’t believe I’ve just done what I have.I can’t believe I’ve just done what I have.“Yeah—” He clears his throat, and I shimmy forward, noticing my nipples are taut and showing through the white T-shirt. “I—uh—I actually got you lube.” He reaches for the box, and I smile, sitting back on his lap. I can feel how wet I am already.
“I don’t think I need it.”
His eyes spark, and he visibly swallows. “No?”
I shake my head, readjusting myself over him as I lift my T-shirt and slip my lace underwear to the side. “But if you want, we can use it. I like the idea of you putting it on.”
“Putting it on?”
“On the vibrator,” I confirm, knowing his mind has drifted someplace else.
Lance pops the lid off the lube and squeezes it onto the head of the vibrator. We look up at one another when it melts down and coats his groin. It’s no secret that Lance is enjoying this as much as I’m about to. His erection is rock hard inside his boxer briefs. I eye it, slowly licking my lips.
“I feel like I drew the short straw with this.” I wrap my hand around the silicone, coating it with lube. My knuckles graze the base of his own cock as I twist my wrist.
“Sunshine, you can’t…” He drops his head back to the bed, his hands covering his face. “Don’t put those thoughts in my head.”
“Please. What else are you thinking?” I smirk, rocking forward so that the head of the vibrator slides through my pussy. My breath hitches when I realise how sensitive I am.
“Jesus Christ.” He leans up on his elbows to watch.
My eyes roll and then close at the feeling of my clit already pulsing. “This will be the biggest thing I’ve ever had inside of me.”
He groans.
“I’m nervous it might hurt.”
“Go slow,” he snaps as if the idea I might hurt myself makes him feral. He sits, fixated on my pussy, as I glide the tip over me again. One of his hands reaches out, smoothing up my thigh, but he quickly drops it to the bed, as if touching me is too much. “You’re killing me.”
My thighs shake as I rock forward, lifting myself on my knees slightly and then positioning the thick head at my entrance.
I lean forward so our chests touch and whisper into his ear, “Thank you, Lance.” I sink down, my eyes closing as I’m slowly filled. When I meet Lance’s thighs, I whimper and his body tenses.
Needing more, I roll my hips forward once, twice, thr—
“Scarlet.”
The need to work my body over him, over the fullness between my legs, it’s indescribable, and I have no shame for the way I fight against the hold he puts on me. The panic in his voice.
“You’re going to fucking ruin me.”
“Please,” I moan. “Let me.”
Lance grasps the back of my neck, his other hand at my hip, pinning me to his groin. He rolls his hips, forcing the vibrator deeper. I arch back, my body seeking the deeper changed angle, but Lance holds me firm, keeping us close. I feel myself getting hotter, my skin prickling, and not just mine, but his breathing becomes heavier. Louder.
Lance reaches between us, and I whimper again, ready to beg him not to stop this.It feels too good. But then the vibrator starts to pulse, vibrations shaking against my core that make my toes curl against the sheets. My mouth falls open, and I rock harder as Lance moves the rabbit ears to hug my clit, the feeling of his thumb brushing my sensitive flesh sending me free-falling. He holds my hip firm as I grind down, his other hand fisting in my hair as I ride his lap.
“Fuck. Bring your knees up.”
I do with his help and instantly start to buck, my movements sharp and messy as everything inside of me burns. It’s deep. So deep I come in seconds. My body releases, clenching and squeezing as Lance closes his eyes and rocks me harder on his lap. I feel him losing control beneath me, and I realise that he can come like this too. He’s just as into it as I am.
“Scarlet, shit.”
Our mouths meet, teeth clashing, breaths ragged, but we don’t kiss. It’s impossible when our bodies are rippling uncontrolled. Our foreheads together and my arm around his back, we hold each other up, riding out the remnants of our orgasms as one.
Lance shakes his head, panting. His hooded eyes are fixed on me, as if I might disappear if he looks away. He takes hold of my face with one hand, keeping me right there against his heaving chest. “Happy… birthday… Scarlet.”
We both smile through breathless chuckles, and then he urges me forward to kiss him.
