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“I need to come.”
I did it! I said the words. I’m so satisfied in myself in this moment. I feel sexy, I feel incredible! I’m about to have the best orgasm of my life?—
The vibrator cuts off.
For a half-second, my body’s not registering what’s happened. My core is still coiled, ready to spring, while my arms and legs are loose and languid with endorphins. Then the mind-blowing realization sets in.
“Wh-what are you doing?” My fingertips dig into the bottom of the chair’s seat. “Why did you stop?”
“To test your memory.”
Huh? I also had to memorize all the presidents in the third grade, but neither seems relevant now.
“Remember when I warned you I might bring out one of my toys, seeing how many times I can make you come before you pass out from pleasure?” he asks.
Focused only on coming this particular time… my mind is too hazy to recollect his words. “I’m sure you said something about that—in your office or here when you first brought me in this room but can you just please—” My body starts to warm, heat pulsing through my pussy; I feel hot, my underarms prickling with perspiration. “I’m sorry. I just need to come.”
“Patience, beautiful girl. Have I told you how pretty you look? How sexy you are?” He presses the non-vibrating toy against my aching sex. The pressure, combined with the warmth of the silicone, feels so good—I feel myself getting wetter.
But it’s not enough.
“Please,” I say.
“I like to hear you beg.” His voice is so sultry I get a little more wet. “But tell me something you think will make me turn the vibrator on and take care of this needy little pussy of yours.”
“You’re so handsome?” I squeak. The need is too great. I want to press my thighs together, but he stands between them, and so does his wicked little toy.
He pushes the vibrator harder against me with a chuckle. “That’s nice, but not what I want to hear.”
I let out a moan. Think, Lily. What does he want to hear? What can you say to get him to bring you to that place as quickly and painlessly as possible? “Please. I know you’re in charge. You’re in control. Please, let me come.”
“Good girl.” He turns on the vibrator, turning it up so the intensity increases.
“Oh, god. Finally!” My fingers dig into the chair’s arms, the friction of my clitoris against the toy making my mind go blank. My sight goes funny, my heart pounds, and a strange buzzing sound fills my ears.
His free hand begins to explore my body, tracing my legs and massaging my inner thighs. “Oh, god, that feels good. Your hands…” My heart races, my breath shallow, as I succumb to his touch. His lips find their way to my neck, leaving a trail of gentle kisses that make goosebumps rise on my flesh.
My muscles tighten with anticipation, my fists clench and unclench, and my palms grow sweaty. The energy inside me rises, a hissing and bubbling pressure threatening to burst. The tension feels like a physical weight in my gut, pressing down on my core and squeezing it tight. It’s like an electric current of need running through my body.
Losing the orgasm and then having it come back to me makes it so much stronger. I cry out, “Oh, my god!” as the start of the climax ricochets through my helpless body.
He’s chuckling at me as I cry, “It’s too much. I can’t take anymore.” I push the vibrator away.
“You’ll take everything I give you,” he says, holding the toy inches from my pussy.
“No. I can’t,” I gasp, but the sound of the doorbell ringing echoes through the house, making me choke on the breath.
As the waves of aftershock pass through me, Rockwell shuts the vibrator off.
He gives a deep growl, running a hand through his hair. “Who could that be?”
A familiar voice rings out from somewhere on the first floor of the house. “Ding dong! Rock? You home?”
CHAPTER 11
Rockwell
I love my sister. I love my sister. I love my sister.
