“Shit, sweetheart, you’re going to make me come way too fast if you keep asking for things like that. Drag the wand to your pussy and show me, and I’ll show you just how fucking hot you’re making me.”
I pick up the phone with my other hand and trail the wand as I run it down my center to my pussy. The moment the head of the wand hits my clit, I cry out and grind into it. It’s intense, but god, it’s so good. Sweat breaks out on my forehead as heatconsumes me. Unabashedly, I plant my feet into the bed and spread my knees, needing more contact, more vibration.
“Oh fuck!” he bellows.
Rowan is standing completely naked, with one hand on his lower abdomen and his other moving on his cock. It’s insanely hot. Not something I never expected would be, but holy shit, it has me pressing the wand in deeper.
“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Funny, that’s exactly what I was just thinking.
I bring the wand lower and press it against my opening, getting it wet before I roll it back up to my clit. I run it in circles, pressing it in deeper. My thighs tremble, and I set the phone back against the lamp so I can play with my tits.
“Talk to me,” he commands. “Tell me every thought you’re having.”
“I’m picturing your face between my thighs,” I admit. “Your fingers inside of me. Your tongue on my clit, the way the vibrator is.”
He grunts. “You have no idea how much I love eating your cunt. The way you taste and smell is too perfect for words.”
His hand is moving on his cock, jerking it forward and back, rubbing his thumb along his head that’s red and glistening with precum.
I lick my lips. “I want to taste you too. I haven’t done that before.” I blink at him. “Would you teach me?”
“Would I teach you how to suck me off?”
I bite my lip and nod.
He chuckles mirthlessly. “Sweetheart, I’d fucking love to teach you how to suck me. I bet you’d be amazing at it all on your own.”
His cheeks are flushed, and the motion of his hand is driving me higher. I pull on my nipple and run the wand up and down my pussy, going from my opening to my clit and back.
“I want to be inside of you so badly. It’s all I can think about. The way you feel on that first thrust. The way your cunt grips my cock. The sounds you make. How beautiful you are when I’m as deep as I can go.”
“Rowan. Oh god!” My toes curl and my spine arches as pleasure pulses through me.
“Shit, Marcella, what are you doing to me? I’m going to come,” he rasps. “I can’t hold off.”
“I’m going to come too.”
His groan prickles the hairs on my skin. “Come with me, mia stella. My beautiful goddess. My siren. Come with me. God, I wish I were inside of you. I wish I could fill you up and after fuck all my cum back into you over and over?—”
“Oh fuck!” I cry only to muffle my face with my pillow. My orgasm sweeps over as my thighs clamp around the wand and I fuck it, rolling my hips and grinding into it. My pussy is leaking. I can feel it everywhere, including down into my ass. It’s wave after wave of unbridled pleasure.
The moment my clit becomes too sensitive, my legs fall heavy against the blanket, and I pull the wand away, shutting it off and panting beneath the pillow.
“You still with me?”
A giggle bursts from my lungs, and I pull the pillow away. My phone is face down on the bedside table, having tipped over, and I pick it up and bring it up to my face. “No. I don’t think I am. I’m somewhere else entirely.”
“Me too. Damn.” He gives me that soft, dopey smile that never fails to make my heart pitter-patter. “I wish I could hold you and kiss you. Sleep beside you.”
I shake my head. “Not happening again.”
He rolls his eyes. “Uh-huh. You haven’t asked where I am or what I’m doing.”
“It’s none of my business.”
“You’re not the least bit curious?”