“You made me proud tonight, Duchess.” I kept my eyes on her the whole time, knowing the risk that came with letting her walk away from me. “Dagmar was impressed with you too.”
“I don’t know why.” She gasps as I pluck at one nipple, rolling it between my fingers. “I didn’t say much to her.”
I lean over her, watching the bud as I pinch it into a tight peak. “It’s not about what you say, Paisley.” My mouth waters as I move to her other breast and repeat the process, twisting and rolling until she writhes under me, back arching into my touch. “Sometimes what you don’t say is more important.”
Silence is a valuable commodity. One few people seem to possess.
The fact that Paisley didn’t gush or spill secrets when put on the spot speaks volumes.
I drop my head, replacing my fingers with my mouth, drawing on the nipple as I flick it with my tongue.
Paisley’s hands immediately come to my hair, gripping it tight as I lick and tease the soft swells of her tits.
“Next time I’m going to make Victor drive us so I can touch you on the way home.” I lick another pass across her nipple as I wedge my hand between her thighs, working my fingers into the tightness of her cunt. She’s already hot and wet, making me regret not having the foresight that would have put us in the backseat together. “I considered doing it anyway.”
Paisley whimpers as I stroke up inside her, adding a third finger as I press deep into her warm, willing body.
“You were such a good girl tonight.” I thumb across her clit, rubbing it as I bury my fingers as deep as they will go, preparing her body for mine. “So fucking good.” She whimpers and her legs jerk, forcing me to pull my hand free as I lean into her ear. “Not yet.”
She will come tonight.
It will just be with my cock inside her.
I stand up, loving that she reaches for me immediately, her fingers grasping at my clothing as I pull away. “Where are you going?”
“Not far.” I unbutton my shirt as I go to my closet, retrieving one of the items I brought from Paisley’s apartment.
Her eyes widen when I come back into the room. They stay on the pink vibrator as I toss it to the bed beside her.
“What’s wrong? Did you think I would forget your friend?” I shuck my shirt and let it drop before going to work on my pants.
“I—” Her mouth hangs open for a second before clamping shut again.
“Keep talking.” I kick my slacks away as I lean down to pull open the drawer of my nightstand. “You, what?”
Paisley scoots higher on the bed, sitting against the pillows, her knees going together like she’s embarrassed for me to see her.
Or maybe she’s embarrassed to be faced with the evidence of how she pleasures herself.
Neither of which is an acceptable thing to be shy about.
“I didn’t really think I needed it anymore.” She’s still staring at the vibrator as I pull out a condom and crawl toward her, grabbing one ankle to yank her back down on the bed.
“Why not?” I pick up the vibrator and switch it on, pressing the integrated button until the setting is a smoothly constant hum, then I lower it to her body, working it between the lips of her pussy until it rests on her clit.
Paisley fists at the blankets almost immediately, hands twisting at the fabric as her legs twitch.
I pull the device away with a hum of understanding. “I think I might be investing in a whole storeful of these.” I drag the tip across her tits, using it to tease her nipples as I kneel between her legs. “Maybe I’ll get one that fits in your panties. Then I can make you come anytime I want.” I stroke up her slit with my fingers, sliding through the slick wetness collected there. “No hands required.”
I slide the vibrator down her body, dragging it down her seam, pausing to rub it against her clit until her breaths are short and sharp.
Then I ease it lower, passing it across the opening of her body before gently pressing it inside, making sure the curve is angled toward her belly. To my surprise the toy sinks into her cunt easily.
I lift my eyes to her face. “Have you fucked yourself with this, Paisley?”
I shouldn’t be jealous of a goddamned electronic device.
If anything I should be grateful for it. Thrilled it provided her with an introduction to penetration.