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I think of him behind me. Fucking me. Fingering me. Licking me and sucking… I think of him watching me, just like this. I look at me from his point of view. I think about his cock and how hard it is. I think about him stroking it, coming from watching me.
“Lance… Lance… L-ance.” My mouth parts, my limbs going stiff as an orgasm shudders through me, my body convulsing from the aftershock of each vibration as it continues to pulse.
My heart pounds, sweat tingling over my skin.
I lift my hips, widening my legs to gently pull the vibrator out of me, not able to handle the sensation any longer, but as the tip is all but free, a large palm covers the back of my hand, pushing it back in.
“Lance, I can’t.” I fist the blanket draped on the back of the sofa.
“Your pussy is gleaming, Scarlet. You always this wet for your friend?”
I shake my head, my hips driving down as Lance slowly grinds the fake penis deeper. “No. It’s you.”
He eases it out and lifts my hips.
My own breath catches as his flutters through the slit in my lips. “What’s me?” he asks, knowing I can feel him whispering right there.
“Lance.”
“You’re incoherent, Scarlet. Use your words.”
“I need you.”
He slides the vibrator back in, and I hate how much I love it. Hate that I’m so close to coming again. “You need more?”
“Yes,” I moan, but it comes out muffled. I lift my head from the pillow. “Yes, I needyou.”
His mouth is right there, ghosting my slickened skin. “I know you do.”
I want you to remember the dissatisfaction.
I whimper and moan as he fucks me over and over with the vibrator, his own need bleeding through as he watches, grunting and groaning at my back.
I imagine the view he must have and spread my legs wider, pushing back into his grasp to meet his thrusting hand.
“Lance… you. I need you.Please.”
“Fuck.”
I close my eyes, knowing it’s only a matter of time.
And with each inch he pushes into me, I’m edged closer and closer to orgasm, only held back by the knowledge that he’s ready to snap. That I could push and have him inside of me.
“Let it go,” he groans.
I shake my head. “I want you.”
His hand wraps around my throat, pulling me up from the sofa and temporarily cutting off my air supply. My hands cover his out of instinct, my back meeting his solid chest and abs. A strangled moan passes my lips as he works the vibrator between my legs. “Give me something to lick up, something worth me devouring.”
The changed angle ruins me, the pressure around my neck just the right amount as Lance slips his thumb inside of me and forces the vibrator to rub against that spot he knows by heart inside of me.
My body coils tight, the orgasm coming quicker and making my thighs ache as I kneel.
I drop backward into Lance’s chest, his heart thudding against my back just as aggressively as my own as he takes my weight. I roll my head, spent, and look up at him, chest heaving.
His hand unfurls from around my throat, dragging down between my breasts and stomach. Needing more of him, of our connection, I nudge his jaw with my nose, letting my lips skim his stubble.
Lance dips his head to look down at me, his eyes dark and heavy.
