Page 26 of Unexpected Redemption

“Come for me, Lettie. I want you to come.” His voice is velvety and rich. “Be my good girl and come for me.” He wiggles the vibrator head against my clit, making me pump my hips harder. He thrusts his fingers faster into my ass.

It hurdles me over the edge. My entire body seizes and shudders, electricity firing to all my nerve endings. The sounds I make could wake the neighbors three blocks away. I don’t even think I form words, just grunts, groans, yowls, and feral cries.

When I stop screaming, he’s cooing words of adoration at me. They don’t seem empty or contrived, either. He’s truly proud of me.

Opening my eyes, I pop my head off the pillow to get a glimpse of his face. His words and tone of voice didn’t lie. He’s utterly beaming at me.

“I love you, Lettie.”

“I love you too.”

When he pulls his fingers out of me, I bring my knees to the floor and gather my composure. My ass is still burning from the pulsing warming sensation. It’s surprisingly pleasant. Wonder how long that’s going to last.

With me off his lap, he dashes into the bathroom to clean up, returning to the chair quickly. “Get back up here. We’renotdone.”

His condom-covered cock is mocking me. All erect and proud but hasn’t been able to come yet. I’ve had two, while he’s had zero. Not the first time we’ve had a lopsided tally, but guilt still claws at me. He’s being so sweet and trying so hard to get meoffwhileonhis cock.Heh heh.

Upright on my knees, I crawl between his legs and run my palms up and down his thighs. “Want me to take care of you, babe?”

“You can take care of me by grabbing the cooling lube off the floor and then putting my cock inside that perfect little pussy.”

“If you insist,” I quip, winking at him and attempting to be seductive as I gracefully comply with his request.

I sayattemptbecause it’s more likely my leg will lock up, and I’ll fall to the ground, banging the bottom of my chin on his kneecap on my way back down.

When I make it to my feet without injury, blue bottle still in my hand, I consider taking a bow or asking for applause. But that’s not seductive or sexy.

He holds his hand out, his eyes dancing between my face and the bottle.

Once I pass it to him, I ask, “Still facing the mirror?”

“Yes. But stand there for a second first.”

Doing as I’m told, I stand still, watching him open the blue cap and squirt more lube onto his fingers. He reaches toward my chest, smearing it onto my nipples one at a time. The little massage he gives them is decadent, and I bite my lip as my breathing picks up.

Just came a minute ago, and I’m aching for more already.

He applies lube to his fingers, substantially more than before. “Spread your sexy legs for me, sugar.”

As soon as I move one leg to the side, his hand makes a beeline for my pussy. My nipples are already feeling the cooling effects of the gel, sending bolts of arousal to my clit, which he’s now swirling his slick fingers around. He didn’t give me permission to flex my hips, so I strain to keep still.

“There we go. Does that feel nice?”

“Yes,” I whimper. “So good.”

He taps my clit three times, just tiny little smacks. “Excellent.” He returns the bottle to the table, wipes his fingers on the towel, and motions for me to spin around. “Get back on my cock now.”

Eagerly, I make short work of settling on his lap and impaling myself on his dick. The urge to ride him is almost too much to contain, but he grips my waist and holds me in place.

Showering my flesh with affection, he kisses my shoulder and then my neck, running his tongue up to my collar. Every time I get a glimpse of it in the mirror, I get a chorus of love resonating through me.

He grabs the wand vibrator again, clicks it on, and slowly wraps his arm around me, heading to the apex of my thighs.Instead of putting it right where I want it, he teases my lower belly, right over my pubic bone.

Sooo close.

I watch with delicious anticipation, practically frothing at the mouth.

Not to be dramatic, but if I don’t come soon, I’ll likely die.

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