Page 10 of The Fake Out

“That’s for fucking sure. Get over here!” she demanded.

“Which setting?”

She bit her lip. “I like two. Or three.”

I switched the setting and pressed it against her clit. She immediately shuddered at the sensation. I grabbed the bottle of lube from her bedside table and slicked it down the toy’s length. I looked her in the eyes while I slowly pushed the vibrator inside.

“Okay?” I asked.

She nodded and arched up while I pushed it further in, making sure those rabbit ears were rubbing on her clit. I kissed her neck and caressed one of her tits with one hand while the other used the toy on her.

“That feel good, sweets?” I whispered into her ear.

“Oh, fuck me…” she moaned, and she reached out to grip my arm.

I grinned while I continued to use the toy on her, loving the sound of her whimpering cries. So fucking hot.

“That’s a good girl,” I whispered, and then dipped my head down to tug her nipple into my mouth.

She writhed against the bed as I flicked to the next setting on her vibrator. I sucked on her tit and pleasured her with the toy, getting harder the more she cried out. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip as the waves of ecstasy washed over her.

“Come for me, Veronica,” I urged. “Again.”

She thrashed her head against her pillow as the orgasm took over. It was so hot to watch. It might not have been my cock doing it to her, but I was in control here. I was using the toy on her to get her to this wild orgasm, and that turned me on.

“Please, Blaise,” she cried out.

I caressed my thumb across her cheek gently. “What, sweets?”

“I want your cock again. Please?”

“You’ll have me. After you be a good girl and come for me again,” I purred and put more pressure on the vibrator.

“Oh my God!” she cried out.

I leaned over and kissed her. “How’s that feel?”

“So good.”

She was crying, like actually whimpering, because the pleasure was too much. It was awesome.

“Fuck yes…” I breathed out while I watched her come again. She shuddered and squeezed my arm until she flopped back on the bed.

I pulled the toy out of her with a wicked grin. She looked so at peace and sated, but I was going to make her come all over my cock next.

She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Okay, you can say no about this, but how do you feel about your hands being tied against the headboard while I ride your cock?”

“I’ll try anything once,” I said with a grin.

She smirked at me. “Right answer, hockey boy!” she exclaimed, and then she pulled some rope out of her drawer.

FUCKKKK…this woman was going to rock my world again.

Chapter Four

VERONICA

There was a loud vibrating against my bedside table, and for a moment, I thought we had left my vibrator on before we passed out last night. No, that sounded like my phone.