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He pushed the buzzing edge into the top of her crack, her ass flinching. “Keep your eyes on the mirror, watch yourself, memorize that face, how much you fucking love this. That’s my only requirement…I’ll direct what happens back here.”
“Mmm-hmmm…” rolled from her lips, her brain going blank as her body focused on the buzzing between her ass cheeks.
“Spread those legs wide.” He gently swatted the inside of her upper thighs. “Really wide,” he snarled, firmly pushing on her lower back. “Ass in the air, damn, I know your view is fucking hot, but I get to see your puckered sweet rosebud, and I’m pretty sure it likes this, the feel of the buzzing so close to that asshole.”
His illicit words interlacing with the sensation that seemed to be traveling down her crack to her clit made her pussy pulse with need. “Jake, please, please…” she begged, urgent, desperate. “What do I need to do…please let me…”
Gliding the flat side of the toothbrush to just short of her back opening, he moved his other hand around her pelvis, reaching around, swatting her pussy covered by her panties…jolting her. She let out a sharp cry… “ohhh…” Just as his hand landed another quick snap to her sex, before cupping her outer lips, registering the wet strip of lace.
“Gushing, aren’t you?” he groaned, his cock growing hard. He moved the toothbrush around to the front of her torso. “Stand up,” he demanded. “I want to see you rub that clit while I play with your nipples. Show me how you get yourself off. Lean on me, Sweets.”
She let her back fall against his torso.
“Eyes forward, slip those fingers into your panties…let me see you make yourself come.”
“You, you…piss me off…” she rasped, her hand moving between her legs.
“I think you like it, me in control,” he teased, seeing her lips protrude in a purposeful pout. Then he wrapped one arm around her. “Let’s get you there together.”
“Are you sure?” She shook her head. That reaction was a vestige from years as an escort; a lot of clients forbade escorts fromhelpingthemselves. They wanted to believe that they were the ones getting the girl off because, at the end of the day, it was about their ego.
He turned the toothbrush back on, circling her nipples with the flat side, soaking in how she urged her tits upward into the stimulation. “Yes, I’m demanding it, so yes, I’m sure…let’s see you work that clit.”
She moved her fingers rapidly on her swollen nub, arching into the tiny reverberation circling her nipples. Never, ever again would she look at an electric toothbrush the same way.
“That’s it, beautiful, go after it.”
“Yes, yes…ahhh,” rolled from her mouth.
“Look how good we are together,” he growled. “Don’t take your eyes off the mirror.” Just then, he combed the bristles over her erect nipples using more pressure, soaking in her whimpers. “Work that nub, baby; think about me fucking you in this same position, me pinching those hard red nips, ‘cause you like a little bit of pain, don’t you, my little fucking minx? Don’t you?” he demanded. “Faster, faster, come, come,” he said as her fingers spun around her clit. He could tell she was right there… He dropped the toothbrush moving his hand behind her to access her slit while she rubbed her hard nub. He moved the lace panties aside as he slid two fingers inside her, loving how she immediately rocked her pussy on his hand. “That’s right…fuck my hand just like you will my cock. Go after it, take it all for yourself, do it now,” he urged, curving his fingers deep in her, watching her face as all the build-up crashed inside her, making her come undone.
She rode the sensations ripping through her as if he wasn’t right there, as if no one was watching her eyes focused on her body's response to his commands, his rapt attention as he peered at the mirror, taking her in, just as she exploded, moaning with pleasure, her knees buckling from the wave that ripped through her. “Oooohhh…God, I…”
“Do it, keep going, keep that finger working, yank out another one,” he said, working feverishly to bring her there again. He had a front-row seat to the woman he loved pleasuring herself as he aided her, bringing her to a place he’d imagined only he would take her. Whether that was true or not, at that moment, he told himself…No matter who touched her before, no one had given her permission or, better yet, the directive to bring herself off.He responded to her body begging by jamming his fingers in farther.
She screamed, “I’m coming,” her pelvis rocking back on his fingers as her knees bent.
“Open your eyes, watch yourself come, look at what I get to see.” There was a husky harshness to his tone.
“Oh God,” she shrieked as her body convulsed.
He let the ripple subside before he slowly slipped his wet fingers out of her pussy, dragging them over her leg. The moisture from her sex left a trail as his other hand rubbed the length of her back while she caught her breath, leaning on the edge of the bathroom counter. She looked up at him in the mirror. “Jake, I should return the favor but not sure about my gag reflex right now,” she whispered between jutted breaths, a soft smile crossing her lips.
“Shh, it was my treat,” he said, standing upright, pulling her up, turning her in his arms. “Wanted you to have something to think about during the photo shoot. Get ready, and I’ll get you to the airport.” He knew that a good orgasm goes a long way tohealing a bad hangover, and when he saw the warmth flood her face, he was sure she was closer to feeling like herself again.
When they got to the airport, he insisted on parking and going in with her. They walked through the airport until they reached security. She wanted him to know how much it meant to her that he’d taken care of her in every way. He’d put her before himself, she’d thought as they drove to the airport, and now, she wanted to tell him that, tell him it meant a lot to her, but she wasn’t good at communicating these kinds of things.
He hugged her as they got to security. “Good luck, Sweets.”
She looked up at him. “Jake, thank you…thank you for everything.” Rising on her toes, she lightly kissed his mouth.
“Of course.” He wanted to tell her that’s how it was supposed to be but held his tongue. “I’ll miss you, and Rakell…” His eyes dropped over her, a serious expression blanketing his face. “It’s normal when a girlfriend is away from her boyfriend to miss him and call and text a lot. That’s normal.”
“I’m getting it.” She gave him a knowing smile. “You’ll get sick of me, promise.”
“Not going to happen. I like lots of communication.” His chin dipped toward her as if emphasizing his point.
She rolled her eyes. “I know, I know,” she chided.
