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“Do you like having your tight pussy stuffed full of cock, dirty girl?”
Erika trembled. “God, yes!”
“How close are you to coming?”
The slight crease between her eyes told him there was still work to be done. Erika had admitted her orgasms took some work. Work she didn’t seem to think was worth the effort. He intended to show her the error of her ways tonight.
“I—” she started.
“Shh,” he whispered in her ear. “Close your legs around that dildo but keep the vibrator on your clit. Then shift your hips up and down.”
Erika did as he said, her mouth falling open as she attempted to suck in some much-needed air.
“You’re not going to come until I tell you to.” Blake knew she wasn’t close, but given her submissive responses to his demands, he suspected having her option to come stripped away would worm its way into her psyche, working against her. People want what they can’t have.
“I—” she started again.
“I didn’t give you permission to speak,” he said, his voice louder after all his whispered demands. She jerked slightly in surprise, but damn if his tone didn’t have the desired effect. Her hips started moving faster as the sexiest whimpers he’d ever heard fell from her lips. “Open those sexy legs, dirty girl. Spread them wide open and fuck yourself with that dildo.”
His cock was harder than it had ever been in his life, and he didn’t even want to think about the case of blue balls he was facing. Regardless, there wasn’t a damn thing—short of a meteor striking the planet—that could make him stop. Watching Erika pleasure herself had pushed its way to the top five most beautiful things he’d ever seen in his life.
“God,” she whispered. “Please!”
Blake was curious about her plea, then he recalled her comment that she could never fuck herself with the dildo as hard as she needed. He knew what he wanted to do…but it was crossing a line.
Erika groaned, and this time he heard the frustration behind it. She couldn’t get herself where she wanted to be. He’d intended for tonight to be a lesson in masturbation, but that was wrong. The entire reason they’d started this whole thing was because Erika had been crying and tense.
She needed to come.
Blake clenched his jaw as he slid his hand beneath the duvet. Erika jerked when he brushed her hand away from the dildo. Her eyes opened briefly, but he shook his head.
“Close them. Let me give you what you need.” He gripped the base of the dildo, the toy slippery from her arousal. He refused to let himself think about how easy it would be for him to pull down his pants and slide inside her.
Her pussy was so hot, he was surprised steam wasn’t rising.
“Turn the vibrator on high and keep it pressed to your clit.”
She did as he said—and then, he gave her exactly what she needed, pounding the toy inside her with a strength and force that had her hips rising from the mattress, a quiet keening cry of pleasure falling from her lips.
“Ohmigod!” she gasped, her body rising and falling in time with his thrusts, seeking and stealing as much as she could.
Twice, he felt the vibrator slip away from her clit, and both times, he snapped at her to hold it in place. “Let that thing fall again, and I’ll flip you over and spank your ass.”
Erika’s groan, her full-body shudder, let him know just how much she liked that idea.
“You want to be a bad girl, don’t you,” he murmured in her ear. “A dirty, bad girl.”
She nodded, just a single bob of her head.
“Tell me. Tell me you’re a dirty girl.”
Her lips parted, and he could see her struggle with the words. He slowed his thrusts, making it clear she wasn’t going to get what she wanted until he did.
“I’m a dirty girl,” she said softly.
Blake rewarded her by fucking her hard once more. He could tell by her cries she was getting close. “You want to come?”
“Yes,” she hissed. “God, yes.”
