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“Lie back.” Morgan kept her face impassive, not giving away any of her intentions. Leigh did so at once, allowing Morgan to start touching her clit again. Leigh was clearly still right on the edge of orgasm, because she was soon gasping and making desperate little whimpers that told Morgan she was tantalizingly close.
Morgan pulled back just as Leigh was about to come, drawing a despairing moan from her. “Please, Morgan. I was good for you, wasn’t I?”
“You were so good,” Morgan promised. “I just can’t resist torturing you for a little longer. You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“So much,” Leigh breathed. “I need to come, though. I can’t hold it, Morgan.”
“You can,” Morgan soothed. “Just for a little longer.” She stroked Leigh’s clit lightly, knowing that any careless movement could send her tumbling over the edge.
“I can’t.” Leigh was practically sobbing with need. “I can’t, Morgan.”
Morgan pulled back again, grinning wickedly. “If you can’t control it, then I think we need to stop until you’re feeling a little more in control.”
“What? No! No, Morgan, please don’t stop!”
“Let’s take a break for a few minutes.”
“No,” Leigh moaned. She reached for her clit, but Morgan captured her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand. “None of that. You’re in time out until you calm down.”
Leigh squirmed beneath her, squeezing her legs together. Morgan let her. She was only prolonging her own torture. Morgan waited patiently until Leigh’s breathing had settled, though her pupils were still huge and her pussy was still leaking steadily onto the sofa. Just the way Morgan wanted it.
“Are you ready for more, Leigh?”
“More than ready.”
Morgan decided to use her fingers on Leigh, wanting to be able to talk to her as she teased and brought her closer to the edge.
“Tell me what you’re feeling.”
“Feels so good,” Leigh murmured, her breathing picking up again, despite how slowly and softly Morgan was rubbing. She was truly desperate now and ready to come at the slightest provocation. “It’s like your fingers are reaching tendrils inside me, going so deep, all through my body. It almost hurts, it’s so good.”
“Do you have a vibrator in here, Leigh?”
“Yeah. Second drawer near the TV.”
Morgan found a vibrating pink dildo from the drawer and turned it on. “No coming,” she reminded Leigh.
She thrust the dildo into Leigh’s soaked pussy.
“Fuck!” Leigh’s legs tensed up and she reached automatically for her clit but stopped herself before Morgan had to stop her. She instead grabbed the cushion beneath her and began moving her hips frantically to meet Morgan’s thrusts.
“Can you come without pressure on your clit?”
“I never have before, but I think now—fuck, Morgan, if you keep doing that…I can’t—”
Morgan grinned and redoubled her pace. “You’re so close,” she cooed. “Just hold out a little longer, and I’ll let you come.”
“I can’t. Please, Morgan.”
In answer, Morgan turned the vibrator up a setting and started thrusting harder, fucking Leigh thoroughly. She brushed her finger lightly across Leigh’s clit, the barest of touches, but even that practically made Leigh scream in pleasure.
“You can come, Leigh.” As she spoke, Morgan put her fingers back on Leigh’s clit, rubbing quickly and firmly.
Leigh started coming at once, crying out and arching up with the strength of her release. Morgan kept rubbing and thrusting as Leigh squirted and squirted, so much that Morgan wasn’t sure if it would ever end. Leigh’s orgasm dragged on and on, her whole body shaking with it.
When it finally ended, Morgan pulled the dildo out and turned it off. Leigh was lying limply on the sofa, a dazed smile on her face. She looked so incredibly beautiful.
“Worth it?” Morgan asked.
