AUDREY #2
I’d used my vibe before, a bunch of times.
But this time was so different. Having Boyd take charge remotely made it sexy times ten.
I followed his instructions, switching on the device.
It was sleek and pink with an odd shape for internal stimulation as well as external clitoral vibration.
It even worked in the shower and had a plug to recharge from a computer.
“Good girl. Now bring it between those pretty thighs. Are you already wet?”
I dragged the vibrator through my juices. “Yes.”
He growled again. “Slide your fingers through all that wetness. You doing that?”
“Yes,” I breathed, my hips arching up at the contact, remembering how his thick finger had felt playing with me in his barn.
“Your fingertips all coated with that sticky honey?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Lick it off.”
I stilled but tentatively lifted my fingers to my mouth. My scent was strong, and when I flicked my tongue out, I was mild flavored. Sweet, like he’d said.
“Fuck, I can hear that little tongue at work. I’m picturing it licking up all the pre-cum that’s dripping from my dick.”
“It is right now?” I asked, licking a little more off my fingertips.
“Like a faucet.”
I imagined him being huge. A broad head, thick base. Like a hammer, hard enough to pound nails. It wouldn’t be easy to get in me. He’d open me wide, stretch me and fill me to overflowing. I whimpered and clenched down on… nothing.
“Go ahead and slide the vibrator through all that wetness. Then work it in, darlin’.”
I obeyed, moaning softly as the toy filled me, then louder when it went deep, and the clit stimulator came into contact with its desired target. It wouldn’t be as big as Boyd, but the vibrations were just the right speed, and I’d been primed with a few hours in Boyd’s company.
“Oh God,” I moaned.
“That’s right, darlin’. Does it feel good? Imagine if that was my dick opening you up.”
My heart rate increased, and I was panting, undulating my hips under the sheet.
“Now I want to tell you exactly how I’m gonna take care of you and that gorgeous ass of yours. Just close those eyes and feel. ‘Cause if you feel this good when we’re on the phone, imagine how it’s going to be tomorrow once I get my hands on you.”
My temperature spiked a few degrees. Boyd Wolf was more than one of the best bull riders in the country. He was also the best dirty-talker. Hands down… or on my pussy.
“First, I’m going to spank that beautiful ass red for being too fucking pretty for me to resist. I’ll spank it some more for being a bad girl and letting me get between those lush thighs, getting your flavor all over my tongue and me wild for more.”
“Boyd,” I gasped, shifting my hand to get the vibrator just right.
Oh! Yes, right there. I’d never had anyone offer to do that before, but it sounded… divine.
“I’m not a bad girl,” I said, rolling my hips, realizing no good girl got off with a guy on the phone like this.
“With me you are. That’s the way it should be. Your man should see the secret sides of you that you don’t show the world. Are your legs parted nice and wide?”
I nodded, but he couldn’t see, so I finally gasped a “yes.”
“I can picture it, your heels on the bed, knees splayed, that vibrator parting those pink pussy lips of yours and getting in nice and deep. I felt that g-spot, and I bet it’s rubbing over it right now.”
It was. God, it was.
I arched on the bed, thrusting my breasts up toward the ceiling, my eyes rolling upward with pleasure.
“Then I’m gonna push those knees up and back, spread those cheeks wide and eat your ass. And you may think you won’t like it, but you will. I guarantee you that.”
Holy. Shit. Not just hot but dirty, too. Filthy dirty. We barely knew each other, and we were going so far past first kisses.
And, no one said he was humble. But I had to say a guy as cocky as Boyd in bed made for a very good time.
It eliminated the awkwardness, the waiting for the other person to lead, or not being sure how far to go or what was desired.
Nothing was wrong with him. Nothing inappropriate.
Nothing shameful. He wasn’t modest or afraid of intimacy.
He was open, eager to hear what got me hot and wanted to give it to me.
He was cocky, but in this, I was thrilled. I already knew from personal experience he had good reason for his confidence. All I had to do was feel, just like he said.
“Then, when I’ve got you all worked up back there, I’ll see about using that vibrating plug on you.
First, I’ll dab a little lube on that spit-wet hole and slowly open you up.
A little at a time and then trade my finger for that plug.
I bet it’s a little one too, just right for play.
I could even fuck you with it in. Shit, darlin’, I’m close to coming. ”
I was, too. Hanging on his every word, waiting for the coup de grace that sent me over the edge. I didn’t know what it was going to be, but I knew it was going to be steamier than anything I’d ever read in a romance book.
“I heard that little moan. You want it, don’t you? When your ass has taken the plug, that’s when I’m gonna stuff your sweet pussy with my cock. And you’re going to scream so loud the trees will fall on the mountaintops.”
I came. Hard. I tried to keep silent, but instead I let out a strangled mewl.
“Fuck, Audrey. Did you just come?” The roughness of Boyd’s voice made me come again.
It was incredible. More intense than any orgasm I’d ever had, even more potent than the one Boyd had given me in the barn.
Then, while I’d let go, I’d held a little back, afraid someone might come in, afraid Boyd might look at my pussy and think it weird looking. Something.
But now? This? I’d been completely uninhibited because he had been, too. I could buck and writhe on the vibrator to my wanton heart’s content.
“Oh my God. It was… oh, wow.”
“Good girl,” he growled.
I huffed out a little laugh although I had no energy to barely do that. “I thought you said I was a bad girl.”
“You’re both. For me.”
I smiled into the darkness. I felt relaxed, sated. Sleepy.
I wanted to return the favor—tell Boyd how I’d put my lips over the head of his cock and suck hard until he came, but I was still breathless when I heard him groan, too.
“Did you?” I finally managed to say. I switched off the vibrator and slid it out and dropped it onto the bed
“Fuck, darlin’. I came like a fucking freight train. Cum’s all over the place. And that’s just from me picturing you coming. I can’t wait until I see the real deal again. Feel the way your pussy’s going to squeeze my dick when you come. Drip all over it.”
The release made me bold, and his words made me return to reality. I couldn’t wrap my head around all this attention this guy was pouring on me. “I still don’t get it, Boyd. Why me?”
He growled, this time, not in pleasure. “There are other reasons why I might toss you over my knee and spank you, and putting yourself down is on top of that list.”
“Boyd,” I said, as if that would explain everything.
“Do you believe in fate?”
I frowned. “No. I’m a scientist. We believe in evidence-based reasoning.”
“You also said every baby was a miracle.”
My stomach flopped a little. He’d listened. This guy really listened to me. “Well, yeah. You got me there. But that’s the miracle of nature.”
“The way my body reacts to yours is also a miracle of nature.”
I laughed because he was right. The physical response I had to him, my nipples hardening, my body heating, my pussy getting wet, was all a body’s way of ensuring procreation. It wasn’t romantic or sexy. It was a fact. I was biologically attracted to him, so I could birth his babies.
I envisioned little boys looking just like Boyd, and it was possible my ovary just popped out an egg.
“Okay, I get what you’re saying.”
“I want more than your body,” he amended quickly, like he just realized he made a mistake. “Doc, you’re smart, caring, kind. You love babies. You’re beautiful.”
“I don’t know about that.”
“You’re beautiful. I’m not sure why you don’t see it. Don’t worry, I’ll get you to believe it soon enough.”
“You’re telling me you’re interested in settling down in Cooper Valley. Raising kids? Because car seats don’t fit on the back of a bull.”
My voice raised on the last word. I shouldn’t be afraid to make it very clear what I wanted, what I wouldn’t compromise.
“I’ve worked too hard for too long to get where I am to settle.”
“You shouldn’t fucking settle, ever,” he all but growled.
“Boyd, you’ve worked really hard for your championships. You shouldn’t have to settle either. I just don’t see how it could work.”
“Now hold on,” he prompted. “I’ve admitted I’ve had some wild ways. You dated Jett Markle before me. You dated until you met me.”
“I didn’t sleep with him or pretty much all the other dates I’ve had.”
“Darlin’, you keep bringing up my past. Do you really want to talk about who I’ve had sex with?”
I pursed my lips. “No.”
“While I don’t like to think about any guy touching you, what you did before we met is in the past. Same goes for me.
It’s what we do with the now, together, that matters.
I’m telling you I’m all in. You. Kids. A dog.
The whole deal. Do I have to grab you by the hair and drag you back to my cave for you to believe it? ”
I couldn’t help but laugh at the image he painted.
“No.” I sighed, then took a leap. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. Okay.”
“Okay, you’ll mate—I mean marry me—and have my children?”
I laughed. “Okay, I’ll go on a date with you tomorrow.”
“That’s a good fucking start. I can live with that.”
I stifled a yawn, and he heard it. “You need some sleep, Doc. Think you can rest now that your pussy’s all taken care of?”
“Yes,” I said softly. “Thank you.”
“For helping you get off? Trust me, it was my pleasure. Hearing you come is at the top of my list for bedtime activities. Good night, Audrey.”
“Night.”