Page 71 of Hard Wired

He came in for another slow kiss. “I’ll show you how much I like you. I can be rough if that’s how you want me.”

“No, I like this Dominic better.” Her fingers ran along his chin and down his neck, feeling the throb of his pulse just under the skin.

His smile told her that he approved of that answer. “But I have ground rules.”

She pulled back. “You have ground rules?”

“Yep. Just one: no orgasms. For either of us.”

“You’re kidding.” Sylvie rolled her eyes. “You don’t have to hold back so I can keep up. That’s like…a participation trophy.”

“We’re not running a race or competing. We’re having an experience together. Wouldn’t you rather go at the same pace?”

She pointed at the erection once again tenting his sweatpants. “You’re already way ahead of me, and I’ve barely touched you in the last half hour.”

“What, you don’t think I can keep myself from coming?”

“I like the idea of it. But honestly? I don’t.”

“You think I’m too weak?”

“I’m not taking that bait.”

“Then you must be issuing a challenge.”

Sylvie looked over at him. “A challenge? But it won’t be. You don’t think I can make you come if I want to?” Maybe he couldn’t do the same to her. But men weren’t so difficult. Every man she’d ever been with, anyway.

“That’s dirty. Challenge accepted.”

“Fine, if you insist on turning this into a game... I’ll make you feel so good you won’t be able to stop yourself from going off.”

He grinned as he kissed her. “Just watch me.”

“We’ll see.”

Sylvie set her glasses on the nightstand. She moved higher on his bed, positioning herself with her back against his pillows. Keeping her knees together, she slowly undid the remaining buttons on her pajama top. But she didn’t take it off, instead letting it fall open to either side of her. Next, she trailed her hand over her breasts and down to her core. She spread her legs just enough to allow her fingers to massage over her most sensitive parts.

“You’ll have to do better than that,” Dominic said.

She smiled at him, still taking her time. She remembered what he’d said when they were first fooling around in his game room. How he wanted to see how she touched herself. Sylvie hadn’t done this in a while because it made her frustrated about her body’s lack of cooperation. But it did feel good. And it felt even better with Dominic’s heated gaze running over her.

She let her knees fall open a bit wider, moaning as her fingers slid deeper into her center.

Dominic pushed his pants off, his erection bobbing. He crawled over the mattress to her. She’d been surprised earlier that he was uncircumcised, but it didn’t bother her. She liked that he was different from every other man she’d been with.

Everything with him was different. Uncertain and reckless and a pure adrenaline rush. She didn’t want it to end.

Dominic reached over to a drawer in his nightstand and pulled out a tiny bottle. “You already look wet. But this could make it feel even better.”

She held out her hand, and he poured a dime sized amount of lube into her fingers. She brought it to her clit, loving the way the viscous liquid made her fingertips glide against her skin. It was downright indulgent. She closed her eyes, her head falling back against the pillows. Her legs opened wider, unable to resist the urge to quicken the pace and turn up the pressure.

She heard the drawer of Dominic’s nightstand slide out again. Sylvie opened her eyes to see him holding a short, thick, cylindrical device. It was pointed slightly at one end.

A vibrator.

“I was feeling a lot more optimistic about my love life when I bought this. It’s new, never been used. Want to try?”

Sylvie held out her hand, but he shook his head, his grin widening. “Nope, this is mine. If you want it, I get to use it on you.”

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