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“Oh fuck, you know I can’t deal when you talk like that.” I flicked my middle finger over my clit, back and forth, raising my hips up in little jerks.
“I do.” He adjusted something on the camera. I was pretty sure he was zooming in. “That’s why I said it.”
I took slow, deep breaths, trying to control my arousal. He never let me come right away, anyway, and I wanted this to last a while. I sighed and moaned, more than I would have if he weren’t watching me. It’s not that I ever fake an orgasm, but sometimes it’s fun to exaggerate the sounds you would have been making anyway. I admit, I have a hidden love of performing.
“You must be wet by now,” he murmured. “Show me.”
I slipped a middle finger between my aching folds and encountered the slickness that had already seeped from my cunt. I pushed inside and pumped back and forth a few times. I held up my hand, glistening with proof. “See?”
“Very good. Now, spread it over yourself,” he commanded.
This time, I pressed the tips of three of my fingers against my opening, coating them, coaxing more wetness out, reveling in the decadent lack of friction. I honestly thought I could fit my entire fist inside of me, if not for the angle. Then I thought about Neil’s big hands, and I moaned.
Wow, that might be the dirtiest thing you’ve ever imagined doing, Scaife.
I supposed it was only fair to share the image with him. “I was just thinking... about how good this feels. And then I was thinking about how good it would feel if you did it.” I pushed my fingers deeper and moaned. “And I’ve never tried fisting.”
“Good lord.” He flushed. It wasn’t often I could shock Neil, so when I did, I was enormously proud of myself. I beamed at him and he cleared his throat. “Well, if you’re ready for a fist, you’re capable of that.”
“This?” I reached for the dildo and he tutted at my impatience.
“Not yet. I want you to use the vibrator first.”
I picked up the vibe with its two-pronged tip. The shape reminded me a little of the Millennium Falcon.
“Oh, you’re going to enjoy that one,” he said, and I could have sworn his eyebrows made points like a cartoon devil’s.
I slipped the vibe down, trapping my clit in the narrow space between the two prongs, and hit the little plus sign on the front to turn it on. It jolted to life, two different vibration patterns on both sides of my clit, and I was almost immediately there.
“Don’t come, Sophie,” he warned me, and I pulled the vibe away just in time. “I want you to bring yourself to the edge several times, and back off just before you come.”
I remembered this lovely torture from Paris. It had been hard enough to do with my fingers. I took deep breaths and tried to think of anything but the pounding need in my clit.
When I was able to start again, the vibrator wasn’t against me for more than thirty seconds before I had to pull it away. “You’re right. I really, really like this one. Can I use it all the time?”
“You can use anything you like, you know that.” He sighed happily and leaned back on the pillows.
“How many times do I have to do this?” I asked him, after I’d pulled the vibrator away for a third time.
“Oh, as many as you like,” he said with a shrug that I didn’t believe for a moment. There would be a catch.
I narrowed my eyes at him and flicked the vibrator back on. “Then I’ll do five.”
“Five sounds reasonable.” He was giving me way too much control. Who the hell knew what he had planned? “When you back off for the final time, set the vibrator aside and use the dildo. Run the tip of it up and down your slit. Get it nice and wet.”
“You’re not helping me come down,” I whined, rolling my hips against the chair. I made it through two more torturous edges.
“Don’t drop it on the floor,” Neil warned me. “You’re going to need it again.”
I rested the vibe between my tits, in the space the dildo had taken up. The fake cock was incredibly heavy in my hands, and it didn’t help that my body was trembling. I’d perspired during my exercise in denial, and the surface of the silicone was slightly damp from my chest.
I did as Neil asked, rubbing the massive head between my labia. While I was wet, I was going to need some serious help to get the damn thing in. Neil said my name softly, and when I looked up, he tossed me the bottle of lube.
I caught it, and laughed. “That would have been embarrassing, if I’d missed that and it was recorded for posterity.”
