Wicked Beat
Page 37“Ah God, that feels good.” She gasped, her head falling back as she rode him and rubbed her clit against his perfectly placed fingers. Her pleasure built slowly. She was nearing her peak when Eric grabbed her hips to hold her down on his shaft as he shuddered in bliss.
“Fuck,” he cried. When his trembling stilled, he whispered, “Sorry.” Eric forced his unfocused eyes open.
She leaned forward and kissed him. “It’s okay,” she assured him. “Stop apologizing.”
“Did you come?”
She was tempted to lie and tell him that she had, but they’d started this relationship with honesty, and she wasn’t about to lie now. “Not yet.”
“I really am sorry. You just feel so good. I can’t focus on anything but your Certified Grade A pu**y.”
“My what?”
He closed one eye and winced. “Certified… Grade A… pussy…”
She chuckled and shook her head. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should,” he insisted. “Few pussies get that distinction.”
“I was close, Eric. I just needed another minute, and I would have come.”
He wrapped his arms around her and held her against his chest. “I’ll get you there next time,” he promised. “Just let me catch my breath.”
He grinned. “Only fair.” She squeaked in surprise when he wrapped his long-fingered hands around her hips and pulled her off his lap. He pushed her on her back and surprised her by climbing from the bed.
“Where are you going?” She watched him circle the bed.
He lifted one of the sacks they’d purchased at the adult store and began searching for something. Within minutes, he was ripping open packages, inserting batteries, and washing things in the sink. Her eyes were blinking drowsily by the time he rejoined her.
“I’m about asleep,” she murmured.
“I think this will wake you up.”
Chapter 12
Eric stared at Rebekah, spread across the bed, her thighs wide open, his come trickling from inside her body and down her ass. It was all he could do not to jump on top of her again. He felt guilty for wanting to find his pleasure again when he’d already so utterly disappointed her the last time. Correction, the last two times. Fuck, he was such a loser. He slipped her feet through the straps of one of her new toys and slid the butterfly-shaped vibrator over her clit. He adjusted it and then pressed the button on the controller in his hand to turn it on. When her body jerked, he decided it was in the right spot. He turned it off.
“Feel good?”
She nodded. “Do it again.”
He grinned. “I’m in control of this.” He handed her a vibrating phallus. “You’re in control of this.”
“What am I supposed to do with it?”
She lifted the vibrator in front of her face and found the on button. When it started vibrating in her hand, she dropped it. She laughed and retrieved it. “It surprised me.”
He switched on the butterfly. Her back arched, and she gasped. He turned it off again.
“Wow, that thing is awesome,” she said.
“Try yours now,” he encouraged.
“Do I just slide it inside?” she asked, looking for his genuine opinion.
He wondered if she’d ever experimented with toys before. He was probably a bit too fond of them. “Whatever feels right.”
He held his breath while he watched her slide the vibrator into her swollen pu**y. Her flesh swallowed the thick black phallus slowly, and when it was fully inserted, her lips tightened around the device. “Oh,” she gasped.
He buzzed her clit again. This time he prolonged the stimulation until her entire body went taut before turning it off.
“Don’t turn it off,” she moaned. “I’m so close to coming.”
She pulled the vibrator out before thrusting it deep again.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Show me how you like to be f**ked.” It wasn’t quite as beautiful as watching her use her fingers to bring herself pleasure, but she obviously enjoyed her new toy. She was thrusting it into her body faster and harder now. He switched on the butterfly and sent her over the edge. She cried out, and her legs clamped over her hand as she shuddered in ecstasy. He turned off the stimulation to her clit and stroked her thighs until they relaxed.
Still breathing hard, she lifted her head to look at him. “So what, we put the butterfly thingie on your cock, and the vibrator goes up your ass?”
He laughed. “Nothing that big is ever going up my ass. I meant you control the butterfly, and I’ve got the shaft.”
“I don’t think I can handle…”
He handed her the controller for the butterfly and took the vibrator from her fingertips. He had another surprise but kept that hidden as they worked together to build her back toward orgasm. Plunging the vibrator into her body with a steady rhythm, he leaned closer to inhale her scent. Damn, he was hard already and wanted to be inside her again, but he wouldn’t rob her of her orgasm this time.
“Eric. Eric! Eric!” she cried.
When her body convulsed, he pressed a plug into her ass and watched her body writhe involuntarily on the mattress. Damn. Giving her pleasure made him want her so f**king much. He pulled the vibrator from her pu**y and slid his hips between her trembling thighs. He thrust into her hard. Her pu**y gripped him tightly as he pumped into her as fast as he could.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she screamed as her body continued to jerk uncontrollably.
The vibrating butterfly was still stimulating her clit, and she’d somehow lost the controller. She was getting off so hard, he didn’t have the heart to shut it off. He continued to plunge into her body and ride her orgasm. Her nails dug into his chest. Her back arched off the mattress. “Oh God,” she screamed. “Fuck me, Eric. Harder, harder!”
If he hadn’t already come four times that night, he would have erupted at the sound of her pleading demand. He’d watched women get off this hard with Sed, but never with him. Eric wanted to make her come this hard over and over again. Her hand fumbled on the mattress until she found the controller for the vibrator still buzzing against her clit. She shut it off and shuddered.
“What did you put in my ass?” she asked him, rocking her hips to meet his hard thrusts.