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He waves it at me. “You heard me. Fuck yourself. Since I can’t fuck you, I want you to stick this in your pussy and pretend it’s me. Show me how you want to be fucked right now.”
Hesitantly, I lift up to a sitting position and reaching forward, I take the vibrator out of his hands.
“Take it off.” He says, nodding towards my thong.
Setting the vibrator on the bed, I hook my fingers underneath the straps of my thong and push them over my legs.
Jackson’s hands grip the handlebars of his wheelchair, gripping so tightly his fingers turn white.
“Now.” He grumbles.
Picking the vibrator up, I click the button, and my hand starts humming as the rabbit comes to life.
He watches me, his eyes bouncing from the space between my legs and back to the vibrator. My shirt is still on, pulled down underneath my breasts and the bottom bunched up around my belly button. I have my legs up, soles of my feet planted on the bed with my knees pressed together.
I’m suddenly shy, and embarrassed. This is completely unlike me.
“Now, Cara.” He growls at me.
With the vibrator in hand, my knees fall down to the side, exposing what Jackson wants to see most. I close my eyes, leaning my head back as I press the vibrator to my lower stomach, inching towards my clit.
“Look at me.” He orders.
My eyes snap open, and I look him at him. At his dark eyes and his clenched fists. At his chest that breathes so heavily I can almost feel his breath over here. At the energy he’s sending me. He wants to fuck me so badly. He needs this.
He needs this.
I reach my clit, pressing down and curling my toes when my entire body lights on fire.
“How I would fuck you, Cara.”
I nod, spreading my legs even wider and going lower, instantly finding wet heat. The vibrator slips around as I press against my entrance, teasing but not fully going in.
“How I would fuck you.” He repeats, nearly snarling the words in anger. He wants to fuck me, and the only way he can do that is through my hand.
I will oblige.
I slide the vibrator in, pressing up on my heels and letting out a little squeak.
Fucking hell.
Using my hand, I stroke the vibrator in and out slowly, trying to tamper down the quickly rising orgasm.
I don’t use the rabbit much, and I definitely haven’t used it since I had Wesley. It’s an adjustment, and the sensation is making me sweat.
“Is that how I fuck you, Cara? Nice and slow?”
“No…” I pant. “But I have to get used to it.”
“Do I let you get used to me?”
I shake my head.
He stares at me.
I stare at him.
“Lift your legs, Cara, and fuck yourself. Hard.
