I know I can’t do that everywhere. The whole supportive boyfriend thing—fuck, I have no idea if I’m capable of that.
But I can do this.
I can satisfy her here.
I pick up the vibrator and turn it on.
Kaylee gasps at the sound of the buzz.
Nervousness spills into her expression.
But there’s trust in her eyes.
Fuck, I need every ounce of that.
I need it in my bones.
I need it a hell of a lot more than I need to be inside her.
And I really fucking need to be inside her.
I tap the toy against her inner thigh. It’s on the lowest setting, but, still, it makes her jump. Well, as much as she can jump bound to my bed.
My eyes lock with hers.
She nods keep going.
I bring it higher. Press it against her soft skin.
Her toes curl.
Again, she nods keep going.
Higher.
Higher.
Almost.
I press it against her clit.
“Fuck.” Her pupils dilate. Her nails sink into her palm.
I keep it pressed against her.
Her eyelids flutter together.
A groan falls off her lips.
Another.
She tugs at her restrains. “More.”
I grab the lube from the bedside table, slather it over the toy, and bring it to her cunt.
The brush of it makes her jump.
“Fuck.” She arches her back, rocking her hips. Her eyes meet mine. They plead now.
Slowly, I slide the toy inside her.
Her eyes go wide.
Her thighs press against my legs.
Her toes curl into the bed.
Fuck, it’s so beautiful watching pleasure spill over her face.
I bring the rabbit ears to her clit.
Her breath catches in her throat.
A groan falls off her lips.
She arches her back, pushing the toy deeper.
Every single part of her is begging for more.
It’s the best thing I’ve ever seen.
Slowly, I push the toy deeper.
Then I bring it out, all the way to the tip.
Her eyelids flutter open. She stares up at me, those green eyes heavy with need. “Please.”
I push the toy inside her then pull it out.
I do it again.
A little harder.
There. Her teeth sink into her lips. Her groan vibrates down her chest. This is exactly how she needs it.
I push the toy deeper.
A few thrusts and she’s tugging at her restraints.
A few more and her eyelids flutter closed.
Her groans get louder. Lower.
With the next thrust, she comes. It’s so fucking beautiful watching pleasure spill all the way to her fingers and toes.
She shakes. She pants. She groans my name again and again.
I give her a moment to catch her breath, then I thrust the toy inside her again. I fill her with steady thrusts. Until I’m jealous of the fucking vibrator. Until I’m desperate to toss it aside and bury myself in her.
Then I thrust it into her again.
Her lips part. “Fuck. God. I… Uh…” She tries to reach for me. Rubs against the restraints instead. It makes her groan. It makes her legs shake. It makes her hips buck.
She fucking likes being at my mercy.
It’s a good thing, because I fucking love it. I need it. Every drop of it.
She rocks through her next orgasm, groaning my name, shaking as she pulses.
This time, I don’t give her a chance to catch her breath.
I fuck her harder. Deeper.
“Brendon. Fuck…” She bites her lips. “It’s… I…”
“You want me to stop?” My voice is a dare. It’s a lot to take. But she can handle it.
I drive the toy into her again.
Again.
Again.
“Uh… I… Uh… no.” She bucks her hips. “Oh. Fuck. Fuck.”
She goes fucking crazy. Panting. Shaking. Groaning my name loud enough to get the neighbors calling in a noise complaint.
I watch every bit of pleasure spill over her face as she comes again.
The I pull the toy away, turn it off, toss it aside.
“Please.” She looks up at me. Watches with rapt attention as I pull my t-shirt over my head. Undo my jeans and slide them off my hips.
I don’t have the fucking time to lose them completely. I need to be inside her.
I nudge her knees apart and bring my body onto hers.
Her chest presses against mine. She kisses me hard and deep. She kisses me like she’s claiming me. Like she’ll never get enough of my lips and my hands and my cock and my torture.
My hands plant outside her shoulders.
My tip strains against her.
Fuck, there’s nothing in the way.
Just my flesh against hers.
It feels too fucking good.
And I’m too fucking close to the edge.
I have to pull back. To kiss her harder. To knot my hand in her long blond hair.
She groans against my mouth. Rocking her hips. Begging me for more. Begging me to take her.
I shift my hips.
Fill her with one hard, deep thrust.
She pulls back to gasp. “Fuck.” Her eyes meet mine. They’re hazy with lust, need, love—every fucking thing in the world. “Don’t stop.”
Like hell. “Fuck, Kay, you feel good.”
There’s nothing in the way.
My cock against her cunt.
Her soft, slick walls enveloping me.
Fuck—
My body takes over.