Page 116 of The Temporary Fiancée
I take out the pink vibrator I bought her months ago, along with a condom. Her brows shoot up when she sees what I’ve got, then a sexy, knowing smirk pulls at her mouth.
“Huh.” She arches a brow. “Looks like someone’s gotten over his jealousy.”
A laugh rumbles in my chest as I flick the toy on. The soft hum of it fills the room, and her breath hitches, her legs shifting restlessly on the bed.
“I’m not jealous anymore, baby,” I tell her, my voice dropping. “I have no reason to be. I’m not trying to keep my hands off you now. This vibrator and I? We can be friends.”
Her nose scrunches up in a fucking adorable way as she watches me trail the buzzing tip lightly along her inner thigh. “Friends?”
“Yup. Hell, toys like this aren’t my competition.” My finger follows the path of the vibrator, and she shivers under my touch. “I know how to get you off. This is just one ofmanytools I can use.”
She giggles at that, her cheeks going pinker.God, she’s so damn beautiful.
I take my time with the vibe, bringing it up to drag the tip of it across one of her nipples so that her back arches off the bed with a soft gasp. I trace it lazily around the tight peak before moving over to do the same to the other one.
“Oh god…”
“That’s it, baby. Just feel it.”
Once she’s breathing harder, I move down her body again, tracing it along her ribs and down the plane of her stomach. By the time I slide it between her thighs, she’s whimpering.
But still, I’m in no damn hurry. I tease her with just the tip, barely touching her, dragging the vibrator between her pussy lips but avoiding her clit. She squirms beneath me, her hips lifting to chase the sensation, her eyes squeezed shut.
“Reed, please. You know where I need it.”
The mix of annoyance and pleading in her voice makes my cock pulse. Giving in, I press the vibrator down against her clit, and the sound she makes is like music to my fucking ears. I keep it there for a few seconds, watching her face contort, then pull it back just when she looks like she’s getting close. She lets out a frustrated sound, her eyes popping open.
“You’re killing me.”
“Not by a long shot. But Iamtrying to make you scream,” I tell her with a chuckle. “It’s just us here, baby. Let me hear you.”
Her noises get louder as I edge her like that for a while, getting her worked up and right at the tip of an orgasm before stopping or changing things up, watching every reaction. Her hips keep lifting on their own, chasing what I keep taking away.
“You look so beautiful like this,” I rasp. “Unraveling for me. You make the prettiest fucking sounds.”
She shakes her head against the pillow, her fingers clenching and flexing. “Reed.Please. Please let me come.”
“Soon, baby. You’re doing so good.”
I drag the vibrator over her clit one more time, then press it inside her. Her back arches off the bed, her hands fisting in the sheets, and she cries out. I press my thumb against her clit at the same time that I fuck her with the vibe, and she does exactly what I hoped for.
A loud scream pours from her lips as the climax wracks her body. I pinch her clit lightly, drawing another sexy little yelp out of her, then ease the toy out of her as she comes down, lowering its setting until it goes silent. When I lean down to kiss her, she devours my lips as if she’s trying to drown in me.
After a few seconds, we break apart. She opens her eyes, and there’s a glint in them I’m not entirely sure I trust. Her gaze drops to the vibrator still resting in my hand, and her mouth curves into a sinful smile.
“You know,” she drawls, “if you and that vibrator are such good friends now, I think you two should get to know each other better.”
My cock pulses against her thigh. “What did you have in mind?”
She pushes herself up on one elbow, something playful and curious in her eyes. “I want to use it on you.”
The thought sends a hot pulse through me. I’ve never done anything like that before, but what the hell? There’s a first time for everything.
“Yeah?” I ask.
“Do you trust me?”
I don’t even hesitate. “Completely.”
