Kevin finally pulled his fingers out, glistening with my wetness. He held them up in front of my face, smirking as if he was showing off a trophy.
“Open.”
I obeyed instantly, tongue flicking out to taste myself off his fingers. His eyes darkened, jaw tight with the way I sucked them clean, moaning like it was candy.
“Filthy little thing,” he muttered, gripping my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I could keep you like this all night—tied up, begging, dripping, my personal toy.”
The words alone had me clenching around nothing, my body desperate for him.
Kevin reached for the drawer again, pulling out something thicker this time a long black dildo harnessed to a vibrating base. My eyes widened, chest heaving.
“You’re going to take this while I watch,” he said flatly, no room for argume
