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She must have noticed his expression. “Keeley texted me the link to that toy after Sam dumped me. Said that until I got a new boyfriend, I’d have to improvise. One night, I drank too much wine and bought it. When it showed up, I thought Keeley must have sent the link as a joke. I mean…it’s huge.”
Elio gave her a crooked grin, not bothering to call her to task when she turned off the vibrator and her eyes narrowed.
“And yes, I’m aware that it’s pretty much the same size as you,” she begrudgingly admitted, her words provoking a full-fledged smile.
Because he couldn’t resist, he held the dildo next to his erection. “Not quite as big,” he teased before sobering up, recalling that this was it for them. In less than twenty-four hours, they would be driving away from each other, him to Baltimore and her to Philadelphia.
Neither of them had offered anything more than the here and now.
Because they couldn’t.
He still hadn’t made his decision about his future with the team. Hell, about his future in general. And Gianna was still trying to find her feet again after Sam knocked her down.
“Here. Show me, Gianna. When you’re home again and you wake up in the middle of the night, hot and needy, show me what you’re going to do.”
She trembled slightly at his request but took the dildo from him. Then—she gave him so much more than he asked for.
“I’m going to close my eyes,” she whispered, doing just as she said, lowering her eyelids. “And think of you. Of your kisses. Of the way you cup my cheek just before your lips touch mine. How you drag the backs of your fingers along my neck, over my breasts.”
As she spoke, she imitated the words, drawing her knuckles over her bare breast.
“I’ll remember how you pinched my nipples, how you made the hurt feel so good.” She pinched her own taut nipple, and he fought not to push her hand out of the way so he could take over. “I love the way you suck them into your mouth, tease them with your teeth.”
Elio took his cock in hand, slowly stroking it as she drew pictures of them in his mind.
Gianna placed the vibrator on her clit and turned it on the lower speed. She cried out, “God, I’m going to think about your lips and fingers here. How crazy you made me, how hungry, how needy.”
She turned up the speed, but this time, she didn’t resist the sensations, didn’t seek to mute them by pulling the toy away. She held it there a few moments, but like before, it still wasn’t enough, so she picked up the dildo.
Elio held his breath as she placed the head of the toy at her pussy. She pushed it in, only the flared head of it, then pulled it out again. The tip of the dildo was shiny with her juices. She was so wet, so ready.
He’d never felt an arousal like this. He gripped his dick harder. It was that or throw that fucking dildo across the cabin and take her so hard, she’d have no choice but to feel it until…
Gianna moaned, and he watched as more of the toy slipped in. She was offering him the unique opportunity to see what it looked like when her body accepted him inside her.
She seesawed in and out, her pussy stretching around the thickness.
“Does that hurt?” he asked softly, thinking it must. She was so tight, and the toy, like him, so much bigger.
She shook her head. “No. It feels full. It feels…” He got the sense she was struggling for the word, though he couldn’t tell if it was because she couldn’t think of it or because she was too distracted by her pleasure.
Elio watched, spellbound, as inch after inch of the dildo disappeared, going deeper with each return. Her breathing was labored, but she forged on. The vibrator had drifted away from the sweet spot, so he reached out, taking it from her. He placed it back over her clit, putting it exactly where she needed it most.
“God!” she yelled, her head coming off the pillow in response to the stimulation. The dildo sank in the final inch, and Gianna’s hand fell to the bed beside her.
“Gianna,” he said, but she shook her head, waving him away. She took the vibrator back from him, her eyes still shut tightly.
He was forced to move his knees to the outside of hers when she fought to close them around the toy.
Elio shifted to her side, watching Gianna’s hips rise and fall as she fucked herself with the vibrator, the dildo lodged deep. She didn’t seem to need the thrust, just the pressure on her clit and the full feeling.
Elio had never seen anything so enthralling. His grip on his cock tightened, but he didn’t stroke as quickly, as forcefully as he might have. Instead, he mimicked her motions, tightening and loosening his grip as he imagined the way her pussy muscles were likely clenching against the dildo.
Gianna’s hips moved faster, and he recognized the second her orgasm struck. She thrust her hips up one last time and held there, suspended several inches off the mattress, a look of almost-pain on her face.
“Elio!” she cried out.
His name.
