Page 23 of Screens Apart

The flush on Simon’s skin deepened. “That’s okay. They’re, um, they’re all in the drawer. I’m sorry I have so many.”

“Why are you apologising?” I asked, leaning down to capture his mouth in a kiss, my whole body relaxing at the feel of his lips on mine. I’d missed kissing him.

“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “Guys tend to think it’s weird that I have lots of sex toys, especially… especially lots of dildos and prostate massagers. It’s just, I like having something in my ass.” His last words were barely above a whisper, and he looked so embarrassed as if he was worried that I’d shame him for his choices too. Fuck that.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” I said, kissing him again. “I think it’s hot as fuck, and I love that you know what you want and what you like. That’s insanely sexy to me.”

“Really?”

“Of course.” I hated that other men had made him feel like this. Simon was beautiful, sexy, and a goddamn gift. How the fuck had they not seen that? “Next time, I’m going to watch while you show meexactlyhow you like to get yourself off.”

“Fuck,” Simon moaned.

I smirked. We were definitely doing that next time.

Giving him one last, deep kiss, I sat up and turned to the bedside table and pulled the drawer open. I had a rough idea in my mind of what I wanted to use, so I carefully removed a small vibrator, a medium sized dildo, and a prostate massager before reaching into the back of the drawer to pull out the neglected Fleshjack, laying them all out on the bed next to Simon. Then I grabbed the bottle of lube that was tucked into the corner of the drawer and the glass dildo I’d bought earlier and added them to the collection.

Simon’s eyes widened at my choices, and I watched as his cock twitched in his panties, precum trickling from his slit to soak the top of the pale silk.

“Where should we start?” I mused as if I didn’t already have a definitive plan in my head. I ran my fingers across the line of toys, picking them up individually to examine them. “You have so many toys, baby. I can’t wait to hear all the beautiful noises you’re going to make for me.”

Simon moaned, and the sound went straight to my dick. My whole body was thrumming with anticipation, and I couldn’t wait to get started.

Picking up the small vibrator, I flicked it on to the lowest setting. The vibrations were still pretty powerful, and I could immediately see why Simon liked it. I leant forward with the vibrator between my fingers, running it across his nipples and down his chest, making him gasp in surprise before I slowly ran it over his panty-covered cock, teasing his shaft.

“Fuck.” Simon gasped, his hips bucking up, chasing the sensation as I dragged the vibrator lower to tease his balls. “Oh God, Taylor.” His cock was leaking precum again, soaking the top of his panties. I wondered if they’d stain. That would be hot as fuck. Every time he saw them, he’d be reminded of tonight and the pleasure I’d brought him.

Leaving one hand on the vibrator, I swiped my other hand across the head of his cock, collecting his precum on my fingers before bringing them to my lips to suck the salty liquid from my skin. Simon moaned as he watched me, eyes wide with desire.

“Love the way you taste, baby,” I said, before grabbing the bottle of lube. It was a little tricky to open the bottle one handed, and I had to put the vibrator on the bed for a minute while I poured lube onto my fingers. Luckily the open back of Simon’s panties gave me easy access to his hole. As I picked up the vibrator again to tease his cock, I slid my fingers into his crack, tapping his pucker. Simon groaned, spreading his legs wide for me.

Slowly, I slid a finger into him, pumping it in and out of his tight ass as I ran the vibrator over his cock. When I added a second, I curled them together, gently rubbing that sensitive spot inside him and driving him wild with the dual sensations.

“Fuck. Oh fuck. Please, Taylor,” Simon begged, a sheen of sweat clinging to his skin. His bottom lip was swollen from being pulled between his teeth. I smirked and pressed a third finger into him, stretching him for whatever I wanted to use on him next.

“Are you going to come?” I asked, tapping his prostate with my fingers while simultaneously turning the vibrator up a notch and holding it against the little spot under the head of his cock that always drove him wild. “You can come whenever you want, baby. I want to watch you fill your panties with cum.”

“Shit. Fuuck, I’m gonna… Taylor!” Simon came with a broken cry, his cock spurting thick cum onto his stomach and soaking the top of his panties.

“Good boy,” I said, gently removing my fingers and flicking the vibrator off, throwing it onto the bed. Simon’s breath was coming in ragged pants, and I leant up and kissed him softly.

“Holy shit, that was amazing.”

“I’m glad.” I chuckled at the incredulous expression on his face as if Simon was still processing what had happened. “But I’m not done yet.”

“Seriously?”

“I don’t break my promises.” I meant it. I never broke promises, which was why I hardly ever made them. But once I’d committed to something, I didn’t stop unless I had to. I’d told Simon I was going to make him come over and over until he was spent, and I meant it.

Plus, it would be fun for me too, so it was a win-win situation.

I captured his lips in another deep kiss, my tongue pushing into his mouth, and Simon moaned softly. I trailed kisses down his jaw and neck before working down his chest, diverting quickly to tease his nipples with my tongue. When I reached the puddle of cum on his stomach, I locked eyes with Simon as I began to lick it off his skin.

“Oh God, you’re gonna kill me,” Simon said, throwing his head back onto his pillow in the most dramatic way possible.

“No, I’m not. Stop being so dramatic.”

“You’re ruining my fun.” He stuck his tongue out at me and then gasped as I sucked a mark into his hip.

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