“f**k…” I gasped, every nerve ending on fire, my body trembling as the double sensation dragged me under.
“Don’t you dare c*m…” His voice was rough, broken like he was holding on by a thread. And for a second, I couldn’t tell if that order was meant for me… or for himself.
His fingers slid up, catching my jaw in a firm grip, tilting my face until his burning eyes locked on mine. “Ride me,” he rasped.
A shaky breath slipped past my lips as I started to move, slow at first—rolling my hips in languid circles, then lifting and sinking back down. Each grind dragged the vibrator harder over my c**t.
The pleasure was blinding. Every bounce had me clenching around him, twitching, gasping like I couldn’t catch my breath.
“Harder,” he growled, his voice cracking with need. “Faster.”
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