Page 37 of Excitable Boy

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Shayla hurried to find the vibrator in their luggage.

Poor Tony.

What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.

Right?

She snorted.Well, it could always be worse.

She thought about Leah and Seth, and her mind sobered.

Always. Itcouldalways be worse.But they’d been damned lucky.

She found the vibrator and hurried to the bedroom, where he was slowly stroking his cock. At leastthatwas working.

Like it always did, the spanking had left her wet—yay, operant conditioning—and she straddled him, slowly impaling her pussy on his cock before presenting the vibrator to him.

“Your weapon, Sir.” She laughed.

He gave her the Dom scowl. “That was said like a girl who doesn’t want to come for a couple of weeks while Sir has fun fucking whatever hole he wants.”

A little boo-boo pouty lip went a long way, but she knew he wasn’t serious. “Sorry, Sir.” She leaned in and kissed him.

“That’s better.” He motioned with his fingers. “Well, start moving, baby.”

She smiled as she slowly rode him. “Like this, Sir?”

“Sure. That works.” He pressed the vibrator to her clit and turned it on.

Her eyes dropped closed as her climb immediately started. She knew what he wanted tonight, to feel her coming around his cock before he finally let loose and got his.

The simple pleasures.

Especially after what a shit-show this attempt at a vacation had turned out to be.

He reached up with his free hand and played with her nipples. “Don’t hold back, baby. Get it before I get tired of holding this vibrator.”

She cracked an eye open to see him smiling at her. “Yes, Sir.”

His fingers pinched and tugged her nipple. Combined with the nicely stinging glow she felt in her ass, it didn’t take long for him to get her to the top and drop-kick her over the edge.

“That’s it, baby,” he said, the fake gruffness gone from his voice now. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.”

She threw her head back and rode him harder, faster, the orgasm sweeping her away and driving every other thought from her mind except for him.

The perfect man for her.

“There you go,” he said. “Just like that.”

He finally pulled the vibrator away and switched it off. Then he grabbed her hips and thrust his hips up, deeply fucking her, fingers digging in when his climax hit and he filled her pussy with his cum.

Breathing deeply, she snuggled onto his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and held her. “Better, baby?” he said, kissing the top of her head.

“Better, Sir.” She closed her eyes. “Perfect.”

After a few minutes to recover, she climbed out of bed, cleaned up, and made him another ice pack for his foot.