14. Eliza #3
It was impossible to not be curious and reach out for one to inspect it closely.
I wasn't too fascinated by the bullet vibrators because I'd seen a ton of those on the web and in sex stores when James and I used to go to them early in our relationship.
The others, though, especially the ones with a little protrusion thing on them, were new to me.
Holding up the object tentatively to Adam, I asked with a flushed face, "What exactly does this do?" The object was about the size of my hand, pretty thin, shaped almost like an oblong seashell, and had a small well thingy at one end.
Chuckling softly, Adam took the toy from me and grabbed my hand.
"Here, I'll show you," he told me before covering the little hole of the protrusion with the pad of my index finger.
"Typically, this goes on your clit, but you could also use it on a nipple," he said, before a soft click filled the air.
Instinctively, I jumped at the strange feeling of the toy.
Intrigued, I studied the toy closely as the little hole suckled on my finger.
"It's supposed to stimulate oral sex, or at least a part of it.
A lot of people like it because the clitoral stimulation gives them their big orgasms fast and strong," he informed me after I took the toy back from him to play around with the buttons.
"Shit!" I gasped in surprise when I hit a few of the buttons, and the thing sucked harder and vibrated.
Chuckling, Adam clicked a few buttons and turned it off. "It's also pretty fun to use for training on the more extreme-ish end, in my opinion."
Curious, I set the toy back into the drawer while looking back at him. "Training? What kind of training?"
Rubbing his hand across his jaw, he did his best to hide his smile, but I could see his cheeks rise.
"Orgasm denial, orgasm control, orgasming on demand, punishment, so many things.
" He sounded a little too excited listing things off, and there was also a glint of hope in his eyes as he looked at me warily.
Turning my head away to hide my red cheeks, I swallowed nervously.
"W-will you do those things with me?" Okay, maybe I should have worded it a little differently, because it sounded like I was asking him to do those things to me right then, when really it was me asking if he had plans for it in the future.
His powerful presence crowded my space, making my breath hitch.
Warmth closed around my hips, and his breath wafted against my ear.
"Only if you want to. Like I said, we will talk about things thoroughly either tonight or tomorrow before we jump into anything serious.
If I am going to be touching you tonight, it will all be soft play.
" Leaning his head around, he kept his face inches from mine.
"And at any point, if you tell me to stop, I will. "
Offering a certain smile in response, I nodded my head before leaning in and kissing him quickly. "I'm definitely going to have to Google a lot of shit for a list," I joked with a chuckle, before going back to browsing.
I really shouldn't be entertaining his idea of having a toy on my body for the drive back; it was so dirty, but that's what I craved about it. From what I could see, there was no harm in the activity.
Having made up my mind, I quickly picked up the light pink toy I kept eyeing over and over.
It was a soft silicone vibrator, one of the clit sucking ones, and it was kind of like the other he demonstrated earlier, only a little different in shape and size.
This one was shorter but wider with some grooves to it.
"Wait, are you…?" Adam's lip twitched in a struggle to hide his growing smile of excitement as he eyed me like a dog watching their owner hold a leash.
Biting my bottom lip, I turned around fully and nodded at him with an eager but shy smile.
It was impossible not to chuckle at his amused reaction, though, with how he bounced a bit on the balls of his feet.
"Okay, okay, calm down. It's not like you won the lottery or something," I mused with a chuckle as I reached out and took his hands.
"Anything with you is a win and always the best feeling." He beamed with a happy grin.
Rolling my eyes, I leaned up and gave him a quick kiss. "Do you think you can help me with it? I don't exactly know how to position it…"
If I thought he was elated before, it was nothing compared to the way his eyes lit up like a damn Christmas tree at my request. They were so bright that they made me want to step away to avoid being blinded. "Adam, it's just a vib—mhmph!"
Well, I couldn't exactly finish because I was too busy choking on his tongue that he so generously shoved into my stunned mouth. If he wasn't such a damn good kisser, then I would've shoved him off. His lips were so addictive. I couldn't get enough of him.
"I'm not excited about the damn toy. I'm fucking happy you agreed and even more so that you asked me to help.
" He groaned against my lips breathlessly, before picking me up by my ass and setting me on top of the table next to the dresser.
"So happy that you're giving me permission to touch your precious body more.
" His smile was brief before it became lost in a lustful kiss.
As he distracted me with a mind-numbing kiss, his hands frantically worked at getting my jeans undone and yanking them off like the nuisance they were—panties, too.
His lips and tongue attacked every inch of my jaw and neck as his hands caressed my thighs, making me sigh pleasurably.
"You are a damn dream come true, and I'm barely touching the surface.
" His chuckling words tickled my neck with his heavy breaths.
"You smell so good, so damn intoxicating.
" He growled possessively against me before scraping his teeth along my slender column, pulling a gasping moan from me.
Leaning back up, he hovered over me again, looming into my personal bubble as his fingers danced along the inner crease of my thigh, dangerously close to my aching cunt.
"Please tell me I can touch you, that I can finally get a small taste, just a little, please," he begged in a desperate voice full of lustful need.
It confused me for a second because why the hell was he asking me for permission? Why wasn't he just going for it?
His watchful eyes softened with a sad smile.
A rough hand came up and stroked the side of my face before holding it tenderly.
"Just because I have your pants off and just because you asked me to help doesn't mean I have explicit permission to do anything besides help get the toy on you.
Unless you are clearly begging me to touch and fuck you, I won't do anything besides what was agreed on. "
Fuck me, and fuck him for being so goddamn perfect!
Melting into his touch and gaze, I smiled affectionately at him. "Just a little. I don't want to keep Asher waiting for long, nor do I want us to waste our night here." It would also ruin my little surprise for him, so I really didn't want to get distracted too much here.
Slowly, he leaned down and kissed me languidly. "Thank you," he whispered against my lips, then dropped to his knees before me.
With a firm shove, he spread my legs wide, exposing my lower half to him completely. "Fuck, you're so fucking perfect." I faintly heard his hungry words before he leaned in and kissed my inner thigh.
Letting my head fall back, I breathed heavily as my eyes closed halfway with bliss.
Peering down at him with hooded eyes, I watched him eye my cunt hungrily as his fingers parted my throbbing sex with a satisfied groan.
"You're so fucking wet already." He chuckled darkly as he stroked the length of my cunt with the tips of his fingers, pulling a breathy gasp from my lips.
He spent what felt like forever stroking every inch of me, working me up until my patience grew ice thin. Thankfully, he acted before I broke and begged him. Well, I did break, but it was in a much better way.
A body-aching crash of pleasure rippled throughout my whole body at the sudden sensation of him licking my clit as his finger entered me deeply. "Adam!" I moaned sharply, my body arching and thrusting at him instinctively as I felt myself teeter on the edge already.
The vibrations of his chuckle made me shudder and tremble under him as my head fell back fully.
Searing hot pleasure closed around my swollen clit, and I was in pure fucking ecstasy with how he sucked and licked at my clit so carefully.
He wasn't sloppy with his finger, either.
Every little swipe and thrust felt purposeful, as he brushed right against sweet spots I never knew I had.
Honestly, I half expected him to stiffly rub my clit raw with his tongue while jamming his finger in and out of me haphazardly.
I wouldn't admit it out loud, but I was one hundred percent ready to fake the whole thing.
I had the fake and exaggerated moans ready, the sweet nothings to spur him on.
Guess those could go in the trash because everything was fucking real.
Gasping loudly, my hand shot down and grabbed the back of his head to push him closer to my rocking hips. "Oh! Just like that, move your tongue like that again!" The sudden surge of pleasure was maddening when he circled his tongue around me, and I wanted more.
Repeating the motion, he curved his finger oh so sweetly against my sensitive walls, making me moan happily at the building orgasm.
God, it'd been way too long since I'd felt such pleasure I'd forgotten how addicting chasing that high could be.
"Baby, more, please, please, I'm so close," I struggled out between my panting moans.
I felt a familiar pressure begin to build when he targeted a different spot inside me, causing my body to go a little rigid. "W- w-wait, Adam, not there," I whimpered while trying to force my body to pull back, to no avail. "If you do that—fuck!"
Too fucking late now.
My legs ached as they tensed to the point I felt like they'd cramp from the shock of my orgasm.
Mind-shattering pleasure crashed into my body, throwing it against the rocky shores of lustful bliss as my orgasm took full hold.
Unconsciously, I threw my head back and moaned loudly, nearly screaming, as my squirting cunt got no reprieve from his skillful tongue and thrusting finger.
I tried to warn him to prevent this from happening.
God, he's going to be disgusted with me.
Or so I thought.
His deep groan vibrated through my body. "Mhmm fuck, that's it, darling, give me everything." Then, he feasted on me like a depraved beast, licking and sucking every inch of me until another gush came out of me from the constant stimulation.
After my second orgasm, he slowed down, pulling his finger out of me with a satisfied grin.
Popping his finger into his mouth, he groaned deeply as his eyes rolled slightly.
"Just when I thought you couldn't get more perfect.
" He grinned happily up at me as he leaned back in to give me a few more languid licks.
Getting up, he grabbed my face and planted a sloppy—but hot—kiss on my lips, making me groan at my own taste mixed with his. "I am so having you for breakfast every morning and a late-night snack before bed." He chuckled deviously against my lips. "Thank you so much for letting me have a taste."
Grabbing his face in return, I grinned at him through my orgasmic haze.
"If you give me orgasms like that, you can have a taste whenever the hell you want.
God, you can just have me. I don't care what you do.
As long as you give me more of that in the end, I'll be your damn slutty bitch on a leash. "
Holy shit, where did that come from?
I was a little mortified at my filthy boldness, because I definitely did not mean for any of it to slip out of my mouth. What terrified me more, was how comfortable I was with that idea and how much I wanted it.
His chuckling lips pressed a kiss against my forehead.
"That's your orgasmic bliss talking, my rose," he commented before picking the toy up from the table and settling it against my throbbing cunt.
"You are going to be so overstimulated," he remarked as he parted my folds to settle them into the grooves.
"This one stimulates nearly everything externally. "
Maybe if I was in a better state of mind, I might've told him to stop and pick a different toy. Too bad I felt a little too needy for more orgasms. "It's fine."
No, it was not.
The moment he turned it on, my whole body jerked and stiffened with shocking pleasure.
I don't think it was even thirty seconds before an orgasm trembled from my body at the combined feeling of the vibrations and suckling of my clit.
"Oh fuck, I'm going to soak everything." Maybe I should’ve put a stop to it, because there was no way I'd survive a long car ride, but I didn’t.
Laughing smugly, Adam pulled my pants back up and fixed them.
"I'll give you breaks," he told me in an attempt to ease my nerves.
"But if it becomes too much, just let me know, and I'll cut it out," he said, waving the little remote control in the air.
"And for your sake, I'll keep it on low the whole time. "
With all the sass I could muster, I rolled my eyes at him. "Well, gee, thanks for having some mercy on me," I remarked sarcastically.
Something in his eyes ticked, and I caught his finger twitching at the buttons on the controller. Conflict stormed in his eyes as he looked at me with playful malice. "You are so lucky we haven't discussed your limits and shit yet…" he grumbled, taking his thumb off the button.
"Well, guess we got something to talk about on the car ride then."