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“Igave it a name,” she explained and took Grant from him. “Want to see how it works?”
“Yes.” Jackson’s response was instant, his voice strained. She’d never used her vibrator in front of someone before; she’d used the wand while having sex with an ex in the past.
“If you want a better view, move over.”
Jackson nodded, his hand fisting around his cock as he shifted to the edge of the bed. She turned on the vibrator, smiling as the soft buzz filled the room. Ollie grabbed the lube from the drawer and fluffed up the pillows so she could lean back. Jackson watched intently as she squirted lube onto the vibrator and spread it over the head. He cursed under his breath and Ollie smirked when she watched him stroke himself slowly.
She spread her legs, keeping her feet flat on the bed and brushed her fingers through her folds. Jackson made another sound. She used the vibrator to repeat the action, making him grunt. Ollie bit down on her bottom lip and increased the speed of the vibrator and spreading her folds with one hand, guided the vibrator inside. Her body jerked and her head fell backwards, a moan falling from her lips. She was already so worked up from rubbing up against Jackson so she was squirming as she slid the vibrator in and out, switching the speed every so often.
Jackson mumbled and Ollie lifted her head to watch him. His eyes were glazed over, but he was completely focused on what she was doing.
“Touch me,” she whispered and Jackson’s eyes snapped to hers.
He moved forward and brushed one hand up a leg as the other moved between her thighs. When his thumb brushed against her clit, Ollie jerked and almost lost her grip on the vibrator. Jackson clearly noticed, because he took it and resumed what she was doing.
“Right there, Jackson, fuck…that’s good.” Ollie breathed out, rocking her hips desperately. He rubbed her clit as he thrust the vibrator into her faster. Ollie reached out and grabbed his wrist as the vibrator hit the spot and she arched off the bed, screaming his name. Ollie tugged on Jackson’s wrist as she rode out her orgasm, and she heard him chuckle softly.
“Is it always like that?” he whispered.
Ollie shook her head. “It’sneverlike that.”
He nodded, his eyes drifting between her legs as he slowly slid the vibrator out of her. Ollie whimpered at the loss and her body shuddered, sinking into the bed as she released his hand.
“Why do you call it Grant?”
Ollie smiled, her legs stretched out on either side of Jackson. “Because before you, hegrantedme all of my orgasms.”
“Will Grant feel left out since I’m here?”
“I’m sure we can find ways to include Grant.”
Jackson grinned and leaned in, Ollie met him halfway and their lips connected. It was such a rush, having Jackson watch her pleasure herself and have him be part of it. She scooted forward, his hands settled on her hips as she set her hands on his shoulders.
He mumbled about a condom and Ollie brushed her mouth over his bare shoulder, her teeth scraping along his skin. His muscles flexed under her teeth and she bit down on the flesh. He slid an arm around her waist and hauled her up into his lap, making Ollie growl as she pressed her mouth against his again.
Jackson wasreallygood with his mouth and she loved how he didn’t hold back when it came to kissing her. One hand slid into her hair and held her there as they kissed, tongues fighting for dominance and teeth scraping in their desperate need to have each other.
“Put it on,” Ollie whispered, grabbing a condom as she broke the kiss. When he took it from her, she kissed along his clenched jaw and down to his neck. Ollie was going to mark him up because it felt good to know he washers.
She heard the rustling of the condom wrapper and pulled back to watch as Jackson rolled the condom on with shaky hands. When he looked up at her, she smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. Ollie wrapped one hand around his tip as Jackson wrapped a hand around his base, she lifted her hips and slid down on him, her hand moving down till she bumped against his. They both pulled their hands away and she slid down, till Jackson was fully seated inside her.
She was already sensitive from earlier, it took absolutely no effort to get her worked up and ready for another orgasm.
“God, Oleander, you are…perfect.”
“You…” she breathed out as she clenched around him, “Are perfect for me.”
“Move.” Ollie saw the pained expression on Jackson’s face as his fingers curled into her hips. She rocked against him and bit down on her lip to swallow the sounds that threatened to spill out. Using her hands on his shoulders as leverage, Ollie finally found the perfect way to move. Jackson’s hands urged her on and Ollie moved her hips up and down, moaning louder with every inch he thrust in and out of her.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” she whispered.
With Jackson’s encouragement, Ollie moved faster. Every so often, she dropped herself back down so he was fully seated inside her and rolled her hips, causing both of them to moan loudly. Riding him faster, Ollie cried out when he hit the perfect spot. For a minute, she saw stars and it felt like she was spinning. Jackson had been patient, but he finally took charge and bucked up into her, causing Ollie to cry out, her clit rubbing against his pelvis with every thrust.
Ollie leaned away, her hands resting on his thighs as her head fell backwards. With this switch in angle, he was right where she wanted him. Ollie rolled her hips lazily against his, wanting all the friction, but not wanting to bounce or move too fast. She felt Jackson’s hand move over her stomach and down between their joined bodies, but it was only when he stroked her clit that Ollie’s hips snapped into quick movement.
Ollie gasped as she clenched around him, her nails digging into his thighs, head thrown back as she came with his name a whisper on her lips. Jackson pushed up into her again and she felt him come, emptying into the condom as he collapsed backwards, taking her with him.
They lay there for a long time, and Ollie blew her sweaty hair out of her face when she felt Jackson’s fingers trace shapes along her back. Smiling to herself, she slid off Jackson and collapsed on the bed beside him with a satisfied sigh.
