I think about how closed off I’ve been. I was never too interested in much of anything or anyone other than video games. And I think about a world of possibilities where I can feel as good as I felt last night.
Too excited to bother with breakfast, I pull on some clothes and head back to Edward’s house. I tell myself I’m just doing my job. I need to feed the cat, clean the litter box, water the plants. But as my heart thuds in my chest with each step closer I get to his front porch, I know what I really want.
That big, hard toy. That feeling inside me as I ride the wave. It’s perverse and feels so wrong, but I’m greedy and desperate to feel it again.
Mouse, the cat, is hiding from me. No surprise there. I fill his food bowl, give him fresh drinking water, and clean his litter box. The plants look happy. I mist the fern and add a little water to the potted plants, just as Edward instructed me.
All done.
I step into Edward’s bedroom, cautiously approaching his bedside table as if a bomb is waiting to go off. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t help myself.
My hands tremble, my fingers twitchy and uncoordinated as I slide open the drawer. Though it’s raining out, a ray of daylight cuts through the curtains. Seeing the object of my desire in brighter light makes the moment feel all the more real and dangerous.
I look behind me. No one’s around. Obviously. Between shaky breaths, I grab hold of the sleek shaft, feel its strength in the palm of my hand. It’s smooth like satin, but hefty, too.
There’s no time to waste. No turning back now. I fling off my shorts. I didn’t even bother putting on underwear before I left my house. And in a flash, I’m on top of Edward’s bed, my knees bent as I straddle the beast. I grab the bottle of lube from the drawer, pop open the lid and drizzle it all over the toy.
My body tightens with anticipation as I bring the smooth head to my hole. They kiss, long and wet, the toy already pushing its way inside.
I feel myself pucker, my muscles spasm. It’s only the second time in my life that I’ve been seized this way. I push through my resistance, desperate to be filled.
And just like yesterday, there’s a tense moment where everything feels unbearably tight, immediately followed by the relief as a barrier is breached. I’ve managed to push the long shaft through my body’s resistance, and now it fills me to the hilt.
With a jagged sigh, I relax and settle down onto the toy, taking it all the way to its flared base. And then I rise up again. It strokes against me, touching me in all the right ways.
Damn, it feels so incredible...
I start riding the toy, close my eyes and imagining it’s Edward under me. I’m not shy anymore, allowing myself to surrender to the fantasy.
I imagine his strong chest flexing with each breath. His cool blue eyes watch me as I ride him.
I bite my lip. “You feel so good, Edward” I murmur.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” he says in a low growl.
But wait...
My eyes fly open. I turn toward the bedroom doorway, my mouth drops with surprise.
Edward is standing there, in the flesh, his excitement is evident by the massive bulge pulling at the front of his shorts. He appraises me with a wicked grin.
“Oh, my god! Edward!” I quickly unmount from the sex toy and leap off the bed, covering myself with my hands.
“So this is what you do when I trust you alone in my house?” He circles the bed, filling the space between us.
“I’m so, so sorry.” My face is burning hot. My eyes flick to the toy on the bed. He looks at it, then at me. And he smiles.
“I didn’t know you had it in you,” he says playfully.
“What are you doing home early?”
“I called you two times and sent you a text.”
“I must have missed those,” I lie.
The truth is, I didn’t even check my phone when I got up this morning. I was so excited to get over here.
“That’s alright.” Edward peers out the window. “It’s raining. The beach is no fun in the rain. And it’s supposed to rain the rest of the week. Bummer because rain wasn’t in the forecast. I guess Mother Nature conspired to get me home early.”