Page 64 of Blue Line

He brings the vibrator to right above my clit.

I whine, shifting to try to get him to put it where I need it—on my throbbing clit.

He pulls the vibrator away. “Stop moving, or I’ll tie your legs down too. Or better yet, we’ll stop right now.”

“Then I’d go to my room and take care of myself,” I snap even as I stop moving. Although the idea of being completely tied down and at his mercy makes me even hotter.

He brings the vibrator back between my legs, this time to where I need it. I moan as he holds it there, my orgasm building. As I’m about to come, he pulls it away.

“Weston,” I hiss, glaring at him.

He has the audacity to wink as he puts the vibrator down and climbs onto the bed, stopping to untie my wrists and kiss each of them before lying on his back.

“I’ve changed my mind. I want you to sit on my face. I want to taste you when you come.” He sticks his tongue out, wiggling it around.

I scramble to do as he says, moving up his body until I’m hovering over his face.

“Down. Now,” he commands, tugging on my thighs until I have no choice but to smother him with my pussy.

Based on the sounds he makes as he slides his tongue through me, I think he’s enjoying this as much as I am.

I toss my head back, riding his face, forcing myself to stay in the here and now and not think about how he’s probably going to ruin me for all future men. I haven’t even come yet, and I don’t know if anyone will ever compete with Wes. But that’s for future me to figure out. Present me is going to enjoy all the orgasms he is willing to give me.

I brace my hands on the wall to keep myself upright as he laps and sucks at me. The familiar feeling in the base of my stomach starts.

“I’m so close,” I husk out.

“Mmm. Yes, you are,” he says before diving back in.

I close my eyes as my orgasm crashes into me.

“Weston. So good,” I yell out before slumping forward, leaning against the wall and hoping I’m not crushing him. Eventually, he guides me to lie down next to him, my head resting on his chest.

“That was really hot. I think you sitting on my face needs to be a regular occurrence.”

I giggle. “You won’t see me protesting.”

I run a hand over his chest, before my hand drifts lower and eventually collides with his hard dick. I hum, wrapping my hand around it, and stroke up and down his shaft a few times before running a finger along the sensitive head.

“Fuuuccckkkk.” He bucks against my hand. “Please, I need you.” He’s breathless.

“What do you need?”

“Whatever you’ll give me.”

“Hmmm …” I stroke him a few more times before pulling my hand away.

“Hadley. Fuck. I’m so close, and you’re just going to stop.” He lets out a frustrated huff. Now you know how I felt.

I roll onto my side and then get to my knees. “It’s my turn to play.” I crawl between his legs and lower my mouth down onto his cock, taking as much of him as I can.

“Just like that.” He pushes my hair out of my face so he has a better view.

Without breaking eye contact, I pull off his dick and lick up and down his shaft, swirling my tongue along the sensitive head, which makes him shiver and jerk. I grip his balls, giving them a gentle tug, watching to see how he responds. His eyes roll to the back of his head, and I swear his dick gets harder.

“If you keep doing that, I’ll be coming all over my stomach,” he warns, so I let go of him. “You’re a tease.”

I shrug my shoulders, trying to appear nonchalant, but all the while, I’m getting more turned on. I squeeze my thighs together.