Page 42 of Down the Aisle
It was impossible to not be curious and reach out for one to inspect it closely. I wasn't too fascinated by the bullet vibrators because I'd seen a ton of those on the web and in sex stores when James and I used to go to them early in our relationship. The others, though, especially the ones with a little protrusion thing on them, were new to me.
Holding up the object tentatively to Adam, I asked with a flushed face, "What exactly does this do?" The object was about the size of my hand, pretty thin, shaped almost like an oblong seashell, and had a small well thingy at one end.
Chuckling softly, Adam took the toy from me and grabbed my hand. "Here, I'll show you," he told me before covering the little hole of the protrusion with the pad of my index finger. "Typically, this goes on your clit, but you could also use it on a nipple," he said, before a soft click filled the air.
Instinctively, I jumped at the strange feeling of the toy. Intrigued, I studied the toy closely as the little hole suckled on my finger. "It's supposed to stimulate oral sex, or at least a part of it. A lot of people like it because the clitoral stimulation gives them their big orgasms fast and strong," he informed me after I took the toy back from him to play around with the buttons.
"Shit!" I gasped in surprise when I hit a few of the buttons, and the thing sucked harderandvibrated.
Chuckling, Adam clicked a few buttons and turned it off. "It's also pretty fun to use for training on the more extreme-ish end, in my opinion."
Curious, I set the toy back into the drawer while looking back at him. "Training? What kind of training?"
Rubbing his hand across his jaw, he did his best to hide his smile, but I could see his cheeks rise. "Orgasm denial, orgasm control, orgasming on demand, punishment, so many things." He sounded a little too excited listing things off, and there was also a glint of hope in his eyes as he looked at me warily.
Turning my head away to hide my red cheeks, I swallowed nervously. "W-will you do those things with me?" Okay, maybe I should have worded it a little differently, because it sounded like I was asking him to do those things to me right then, when really it was me asking if he had plans for it in the future.
His powerful presence crowded my space, making my breath hitch. Warmth closed around my hips, and his breath wafted against my ear. "Only if you want to. Like I said, we will talk about things thoroughly either tonight or tomorrow before we jump into anything serious. If I am going to be touching you tonight, it will all be soft play." Leaning his head around, he kept his face inches from mine. "And at any point, if you tell me to stop, I will."
Offering a certain smile in response, I nodded my head before leaning in and kissing him quickly. "I'm definitely going to have to Google a lot of shit for a list," I joked with a chuckle, before going back to browsing.
I really shouldn't be entertaining his idea of having a toy on my body for the drive back; it was so dirty, but that's what I craved about it. From what I could see, there was no harm in the activity.
Having made up my mind, I quickly picked up the light pink toy I kept eyeing over and over. It was a soft silicone vibrator, one of the clit sucking ones, and it was kind of like the other he demonstrated earlier, only a little different in shape and size. This one was shorter but wider with some grooves to it.
"Wait, are you…?" Adam's lip twitched in a struggle to hide his growing smile of excitement as he eyed me like a dog watching their owner hold a leash.
Biting my bottom lip, I turned around fully and nodded at him with an eager but shy smile. It was impossible not to chuckle at his amused reaction, though, with how he bounced a bit on the balls of his feet. "Okay, okay, calm down. It's not like you won the lottery or something," I mused with a chuckle as I reached out and took his hands.
"Anything with you is a win and always the best feeling." He beamed with a happy grin.
Rolling my eyes, I leaned up and gave him a quick kiss. "Do you think you can help me with it? I don't exactly know how to position it…"
If I thought he was elated before, it was nothing compared to the way his eyes lit up like a damn Christmas tree at my request. They were so bright that they made me want to step away to avoid being blinded. "Adam, it's just a vib—mhmph!"
Well, I couldn't exactly finish because I was too busy choking on his tongue that he so generously shoved into my stunned mouth. If he wasn't such a damn good kisser, then I would've shoved him off. His lips were so addictive. I couldn't get enough of him.
"I'm not excited about the damn toy. I'm fucking happy you agreed and even more so that you asked me to help." He groaned against my lips breathlessly, before picking me up by my ass and setting me on top of the table next to the dresser. "So happy that you're giving me permission to touch your precious body more." His smile was brief before it became lost in a lustful kiss.
As he distracted me with a mind-numbing kiss, his hands frantically worked at getting my jeans undone and yanking them off like the nuisance they were—panties, too. His lips and tongue attacked every inch of my jaw and neck as his hands caressed my thighs, making me sigh pleasurably. "You are a damn dream come true, and I'm barely touching the surface." His chuckling words tickled my neck with his heavy breaths. "You smell so good, so damn intoxicating." He growled possessively against me before scraping his teeth along my slender column, pulling a gasping moan from me.
Leaning back up, he hovered over me again, looming into my personal bubble as his fingers danced along the inner crease of my thigh, dangerously close to my aching cunt. "Please tell me I can touch you, that I can finally get a small taste, just a little, please," he begged in a desperate voice full of lustful need.
It confused me for a second because why the hell was he asking me for permission? Why wasn't he just going for it?
His watchful eyes softened with a sad smile. A rough hand came up and stroked the side of my face before holding it tenderly. "Just because I have your pants off and just because you asked me to help doesn't mean I have explicit permission to do anything besides help get the toy on you. Unless you are clearly begging me to touch and fuck you, I won't do anything besides what was agreed on."
Fuck me, and fuck him for being so goddamn perfect!
Melting into his touch and gaze, I smiled affectionately at him. "Just a little. I don't want to keep Asher waiting for long, nor do I want us to waste our night here." It would also ruin my little surprise for him, so I really didn't want to get distracted too much here.
Slowly, he leaned down and kissed me languidly. "Thank you," he whispered against my lips, then dropped to his knees before me.
With a firm shove, he spread my legs wide, exposing my lower half to him completely. "Fuck, you're so fucking perfect." I faintly heard his hungry words before he leaned in and kissed my inner thigh.
Letting my head fall back, I breathed heavily as my eyes closed halfway with bliss. Peering down at him with hooded eyes, I watched him eye my cunt hungrily as his fingers parted my throbbing sex with a satisfied groan. "You're so fucking wet already." He chuckled darkly as he stroked the length of my cunt with the tips of his fingers, pulling a breathy gasp from my lips.
He spent what felt like forever stroking every inch of me, working me up until my patience grew ice thin. Thankfully, he acted before I broke and begged him. Well, I did break, but it was in a much better way.
