Voyeur - Lacey Alexander [24]
She shut her eyes, still moving her fingers over the little nub that was the source of her pleasure. But she continued aching for more.
She knew, of course, that if she really wanted to be filled, she had the means to do it. It rested between the couch cushions.
She bit her lip and asked herself the same question she’d been asking all night. Could she?
She let out a sigh as her soul filled with yet more forbidden desires that she’d never known. What would she look like with the toy inside her? What would it feel like to pleasure herself like that—for him?
Her lips trembled, and her nether regions quaked with need.
Her fingers were no longer enough. She knew they weren’t enough for Braden, either.
So with her free hand she reached down, digging between the soft cushions, until finally her fist closed around the thick vibrator. Her breath grew shaky as she extracted it, knowing he saw, knowing he knew what she was about to do.
Could she?
Yes. She could.
Chapter Five
Braden’s lungs threatened to explode in his chest. As beautiful and hot and arousing as she was, he’d been starting to think she wasn’t going to use the vibrator. And that would have been just fine—he loved watching her no matter what she was doing, and seeing her touch her lovely pink pussy was ample entertainment. But now that she held the toy in her dainty hand, it was all he could do not to come. “God, you’re amazing, honey,” he whispered raspily toward the computer screen, wishing she could hear him.
“I’m not sure how to do this,” she said, her voice trembling as she leaned back on the couch, legs still parted, beginning to lightly drag the tip of the toy cock up the center of her cunt. Braden seldom felt particularly tender or emotional when it came to women or sex, yet her sweet honesty about her lack of such experience was almost enough to paralyze him. She’d made herself vulnerable on his account, laid her soul bare for him. And although everything she said sounded far away, muted, he heard the genuine emotion in her voice loud and clear.
“Just go easy,” he prodded, even though she couldn’t hear the instructions. “Go easy and make yourself feel good.”
He listened to her breathing as she used the vibrator like a large finger, raking it through her slickness over and again.
“Yeah, baby,” he growled. “That’s right.”
Her eyes fell shut, her lips parting in desire. He understood she was taking her time, getting acquainted with the way it felt against her flesh, and was more than happy to be patient, given the tantalizing vision she created. Yet if he didn’t release his cock from his hand, he’d blow any second, and it was far too soon for that. He let go, letting his shaft plop hard against his lower abs.
He sat shirtless, in a pair of unzipped jeans, listening to the lull of the tide out the window behind him, yet still able to discern every soft sigh and moan from his cyber lover. Her breathing grew still heavier, deeper, as her strokes with the vibrator seemed to press deeper as well. He wanted to see her put it in her pussy so badly he could taste it. “Come on, baby, do it for me. Show me how brave and sexy you are.”
Almost as if she’d heard his throaty pleas all the way in wintry Colorado, she bit her lower lip and, still keeping her eyes shut, began to ease the head of the toy cock against her opening. Braden almost couldn’t breathe.
She moaned softly as the head gained entry, and so did he.
“Ohhh,” she said as it began to slide deeper. “Oh God. Oh, I want this to be you.”
Damn, he wanted that, too. Wanted to sink his shaft so deep inside her, feel her tight moisture encasing him. And she’d be tight—he knew instinctively. She was easily one of the most sexual women he’d ever encountered, but he also knew from her denials of such that she protected her sexuality closely, likely didn’t sleep around, and maybe had, in fact, only taken a few lovers.
He watched, throat clogged with arousal, as she began to move the toy in and out of her beautiful cunt. “Oh yeah, that’s so good,” he said, his gaze