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Brynne sucks and licks her way down my body, pausing only to tongue my hip bones. My legs are still spread for her. I couldn’t have closed them if I wanted to; I love her being between them more.
Her mouth moves to my core, and I immediately suck in a breath. Her tongue is hot and rough, her eyes black pools, and the thought of her between my thighs makes me wetter than I’ve ever been.
She wastes absolutely no time licking up every drop of arousal I have. I quake and my muscles are weak, but still my nerves are as taut as a bow.
When she circles that talented tongue over my clit, I let out a long, low groan.
I can feel her smile against my legs and prop my feet up on the shelf under the stone surface for more support.
Brynn, never removing her face, gropes around on the stone table. She locates her purse and pulls it onto the floor.
Out of the bag, she withdraws a curved, deep-purple vibrator in a clear case. It’s shiny and clean, and the smooth plastic has a wider end that makes me pause.
The latch snaps open, the sound loud in my ears. She polishes a few small water droplets off it, so I know she washed it when she disappeared.
Between my legs, Brynn runs the toy over my soaked cunt then raises it to her lips. As she licks it, bright sigils flare to life along the length.
The show she puts on leaves me shaking with need. She fucks her own mouth with the vibe then thrusts it through my lips.
And Brynn watches me with rapt attention during each pass.
The vibrator sinks slowly into me, and I drop my head back. My nipples are hard peaks, so tight its painful, and she hasn’t even turned the thing on yet.
My pussy is full, the wider end causing conflicting sensations of discomfort and pleasure. It’s not bad exactly, just not what I’m used to.
That is, until she presses a button on the end of the vibrator and it buzzes to life.
And holy fuck . . . I see literal stars. The intensity lowers but still, it rocks me to my core.
For several long minutes, Brynn fucks me with the vibrator only, changing the intensity in waves that make me worry I’ll pass out if I don’t come.
The sigils are warm and energized enough they may as well brand me in her name.
I whisper and beg to climax.
Please let me finish.
Please make me come.
“Please, I need it. I need it so bad,” I whimper.
She doesn’t listen. Instead, Brynn studies me while the vibrator impales me alone.
The woman between my legs braces a finger underneath the vibe and pushes them both into my cunt, and I squirm in joyful discomfort.
She tilts the toy upward, and it rides the line of the most exquisite pleasure and pain.
A tear falls down my cheek.
“Shhhh, Violet. You’re doing beautifully, baby. The timer will go off any minute and you can come.”
I nod, and knowing there’s an end point helps salvage my resolve.
Brynn toys with me for a long time, longer than I thought possible. Her fingers play over my clit and tease me to the edge of oblivion but then abruptly stop before I can get there.
My knuckles turn red and white from gripping the edge of the stone table, and it’s like I’ll fall off the Earth if I let go.
Liquid pools between my legs and I know that it’s soaking into the surface.
