Page 82 of Hard Hitter

"How does this thing work?" Quinn held up a curved purple vibrator that was designed for partner use. It came with a remote control and had ten different speed settings and vibration patterns. "It's not dick shaped, so I'm curious."

"Did you find the remote?" Raelyn asked, noticing that he did not seem to have a remote in his hands.

Quinn's eyes lit up mischievously as he trained his gaze from the curious object in his hand to her. "Remote?"

"Just bring me the box," Raelyn said, rolling her eyes, playfully teasing. Once she'd located the remote, she explained how it worked, "It'sthin and curved so that this part can go inside and hit the g-spot, and this part sits on my clit."

Quinn grunted, "Mm, say that again."

"Which part?"

"Just the last word."

Raelyn made her best seductive pout, eyeing him through her lashes as she let the word roll smoothly out of her mouth,"Clit."

Quinn shuddered, "Ooh, that's almost as good as your French."

“Je suis très mouillée pour toi,Quinn,” Raelyn whispered through her pouting lips.

He licked his lips as he stared at hers. "Does the pout just come with the language?"

"Oui."

"It makes your lips look like they belong around my cock," Quinn rasped, all of his focus still on her mouth, and Raelyn felt her skin go hot. "But that might have to wait, because I've got some work to do if I'm going to destroy your bed." Quinn handed the curved vibrator to her, "Can I still be inside you with this?"

"Oui." She spun it in her hand. "That's sort of what makes it a partner vibrator."

Quinn's eyes glazed over, and she felt his mood change from playful Quinn to sex God Quinn in two seconds flat. "Put it in."

Usually, with any other man she'd been with, Raelyn had been the bossy one during sex, but she just melted when Quinn got demanding. When he told her exactly what he wanted her to do. What he wanted to see. How he wanted to fuck her.

Raelyn obliged with shaky hands. As much as they'd been together and seen each other, he still made her heart flutter and her body tremble. It was all about the anticipation. Every time, Quinn presented something new. New words. New ways to touch her. New ways to make her moan.

Once the velvety smooth object was in place Quinn smirked. There was no humor in his face. It was the devilish smirk of a man who knew he was in control. That he could make her bend to his will.

"Lay back on the pillows," he ordered. Raelyn felt his eyes drinking her in and saw what the sight of her, naked in front him and taking his orders, did to his body. That magnificent cock of his was hard again. As hard as the rest of that exquisitely muscled body.

Head and shoulders now resting on her pillows, she waited for his next command.

Quinn clicked the button on the remote and watched as Raelyn's body tensed, back arching, stomach contracting, as the toy vibrated right on her most sensitive spots. He clicked it off and she relaxed with a long exhale. He pressed the button twice and the vibration pattern changed, with short buzzes that gradually increased intensity, then started over. Raelyn gripped the pillows next to her head as the sensation thrilled her.

Click-click.

It was now a steady, consistent vibration, which was always her favorite. However, she knew this wasn't the most intense setting.

Raelyn moaned and bit her lip, curving her back, pushing her hips up. Muscles tensed. Her feet slowly slid up and down on the soft down comforter, toes curling.

She reminded herself to open her eyes. When her eyes fluttered to Quinn, he was stroking himself as he watched her writhe and shudder on the bed.

Oh my God, this man thinksI'mthe sexy one here?

He increased the intensity again. And again. Andagain,as Raelyn kept her eyes between his gaze and his cock.

Am I more turned on by these vibrations? Or the sight of Quinn getting off just watching me? How is he so sinfully sexy doing something like touching himself?

As it became increasingly difficult to keep her eyes from fluttering shut, her moans and gasps became louder, more frequent. WhenQuinn finally reached the last setting, she cried out. She wasn't sure if she'd spoken English or French or something else entirely. Her head pressed into her pillows, her hips pushed into the bed, and her whole body shook as she came, dizzy with her orgasm.

Before she could refocus her vision, she felt the mattress bend under new weight near her body. Quinn had climbed on top of her, leaving the vibrator at its highest setting. He pushed her knees apart and knelt between her legs. His hand was still on his cock, stroking slowly. She could see the pre-cum on the tip as she reached out to grab it and take over.

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