She opens the box and stares at the pink circular-shaped object inside.
"What is it?"
"Something you’re going to enjoy wearing."
"I’m supposed to wear it?"
"Take it out," I order.
She scowls up at me, but reaches for the vibrator and pulls it out. She surveys the comma-shaped gadget. One side broadens out into a balloon-shaped bulb. The other side ends in a slimmer tail.
"Take off your panties."
"What?"
"Go on." I take the vibrator from her and urge her to her feet.
She scowls at me, then tips up her chin. She slides her fingers into the waistband of her panties and shoves them down. She kicks them aside and stands there, dressed only in her bra. "Take that off, too."
"You don’t need me to take it off to use the vibrator."
"I want to see how your entire body reacts to it. How your nipples harden in response to the stimulation."
She huffs, then reaches behind to unhook her bra and shrug it off.
I rake my gaze over her creamy shoulders, her swollen breasts. Her nipples so rigid, they seem hard enough to cut through my skin. Her waist is so tiny, I could span it with both palms. Her pussy lips glisten, and the nub of her clit peeks out from its hood. A fat drop of cum slides down her upper thigh, and heat sluices through my veins.
"Come 'ere," I order.
She hesitates.
I raise my gaze to her face. "Don’t defy me," I say in a hard voice.
She shivers, takes a step forward, then another, until she comes to a halt in front of me. The scent of cherries, mixed with the sugary, sweet whiff of her arousal envelops me. My groin hardens and my thighs flex. I grip the vibrator in my hand and lean forward to tap the outside of one thigh.
"Open," I growl.
She slides her legs apart, and the scent of her arousal seems to deepen.
Goddamn it.I reach between her legs, and place the head of the vibrator at her entrance. She shudders and another drop of moisture slides down her upper thigh. I scoop it up and bring it to my lips.
"Oh, god," she moans as I suck on my finger and take in her essence.
"You taste like cherries, do you know that?"
"It… it’s my favorite fruit," she admits.
My chest tightens, my balls harden, and the discomfort in my groin grows until I’m sure I’m going to burst out of my pants. I thrust the vibrator forward and it slides smoothly into her moist channel.
"Oh," she gasps.
I raise my gaze to her face. "Did it hurt?"
She shakes her head.
I make sure the tail end of it is positioned above her clit. Then, unable to stop myself, I bend and press a kiss to her belly.
"What was that for?"