Chapter 19 #2
Her legs wrap around my hips, her ankles locking behind me, her hips rock, rubbing her core against my already hard and pinned cock.
With water pouring down us, I press her to the wall, she reaches between us and then I am thrusting into her.
Loving how wet for me she already was. Her hand reaches out, patting around between the shampoo bottles, and I power my hips, angling myself just right to hit all the right places in her.
Her hand closes on something black, a little silicone looking cylinder, I noticed it in here yesterday, but assumed it was some sort of girl thing.
Now, I know it is definitely some sort of girl thing as it buzzes to life.
She gets it down between us, pushing it to her clit, my eyes track the movement and then roll back as I feel the humming sensation not only at the base of my cock as I slam into her, but the humming is in her cunt too.
“Fuck. Holy Fuck. Sexy girl, let’s buy all the fucking vibrators. Holy shit.”
She gives a husky laugh as she bucks her hips on me. “Maybe a vibrating cock ring.”
“Fuck yes. I’ll order one today. Fuck. Fuck that feels good. Sexy, your cunt is singing on my cock.”
She presses into the little vibe, and it starts getting harder and I can feel it even better. “Fuckkkkkk.”
“Shit, Frankie, I am…”
“Me too. Fuck. Cum on my cock, right fucking now.” And she does. Her walls clench down, the humming becomes a deep buzz with the squeeze, and I blast the fuck off. I am vaguely aware I am roaring as I fill her.
She sags against me, and I keep her pressed into the wall as I search for any braincell in operation. She giggles as her lips rest against my throat, her head on my shoulder. “So, you like toys.”
“Learning new shit about myself.” I chuckle relieved I can say coherent things.
“You’ve never had a partner use a vibe during sex before?” she prods.
“Sexy, I’ve never been in a relationship.
I fucked around, and yeah there were some repeats and on-off booty calls, but it was all just fucking hookups.
Not really spaces to do a lot of exploring.
” I chuckle more as I realize I am going to have to start exploring the world of kink to see what other awesome things Harlow and I can get up to.
“But if you’re game to try new shit out…
I promise, I’ll learn any and every fucking kink there is to learn. ”
She laughs. “I like that plan. I’m not crazy adventurous, but I’m definitely a try pretty much anything sort.”
I grin. “What other vibes you got stashed around our house? Also, have you been getting off in our shower without me?”
“Nah, I put it in here as wishful thinking. It’s hard to rub your clit in a shower.
Water and actual slick things like lube are different.
Not saying I don’t totally masturbate, but I haven’t since getting here.
” I keep holding her as we test to see if her feet are ready to support her yet.
When we see they are we both set to washing.
She sticks her fingers into herself, clearly trying to empty some more of my cum out of her. Her eyes meet mine. “Sorry, should I not do this in front of you?”
I laugh. “I was just going to offer to help since my fingers are longer.”
She snorts. “I don’t know why I am surprised by anything you say anymore. You really would scoop your cum out of me, wouldn’t you?”
“Fuck yeah, I would. Not a single fucking thing I wouldn’t do. Remember?” I wink at her and rinse shampoo from my head.
“We really aren’t normal, are we?” She washes her hands off and reaches for her shampoo.
“Normal is fucking boring. Also, I am totally into putting things in that tight little playground you got there. Tongue, fingers, cock, toys. I’m down. I’ll fucking pull up a seat and watch if you wanna masturbate in front of me. Full lights on. Fuck that would be hot.”
“And you would let me watch you?”
“Absolutely.” I love her curious little smile. I flash a big grin at her because yup, pretty sure I am going to enjoy trying shit with my woman.
We get out, dry off, and I get to dressing while she dries her hair.
She applies makeup while I throw some product in my hair and give it a little hit with the hair dryer myself.
She hangs her towel, and heads to the closet, pulling on a cute floaty skirt and tight-fitting black top.
Her head tips up, “We still getting married?”
“Yeah.”
Her head bobs as she chooses some chunky Mary Janes. She slips on some rings, putting mine back on, and grabs her leather jacket. I look down at her skirt, “You gonna be able to pin that so it doesn’t fly up?”
“We’re riding? This skirt will work.” I see the excitement over that news on her face and feel damn good that she clearly likes riding with me.
“We are.” I grab my favorite pair of boots, they are perfectly worn in and grab my own leather out, leaving my cut since I don’t want to draw attention to us at the courthouse.
I get her out to the garage, helping her with the helmet, and then pulling my bike out.
I help Harry on, get my bike fired up, and take off to get married.
Her hands slide under my shirt, pressing to my stomach as we ride.
We are going to catch some flak for not telling or inviting people, but I don’t much care.
My woman needs to know I’m not going anywhere.
And I need to know she is as much mine as I am hers.
Parking my bike, I help her off, and lead her into the county building, up to where the signs tell us to go.
I snag the paperwork, and we fill it all out before heading to the window.
The woman there asks if we would like to purchase rings, and I shake my head.
Everything is in order, so she asks if we are ready and we both let her know we are.
I hold Harry’s hand as we stand at the window.
The woman reads through and we give our agreements.
When she asks about rings, I pull the ring I usually wear on my right hand off, it is just a simple chunky white gold band with a piece of onyx in it.
She slides it on my finger and whispers that she is going to tattoo me.
I grin, glad that’s what she wants to do.
I pull the ring I picked up for her yesterday from my pocket.
I brought the ring she wears sometimes to the jewelry store, and they checked the size for me.
Seems my woman is a pretty common size, so I was able to walk out with the ring I found for her.
It took them a hot second to engrave it, but now I am glad I did it yesterday.