26. Christian #2
“Shhh. Just let me take care of you.”
Her clit throbbed as I continued to rub on either side of it. Blood pounded in my ears. We were both bringing ourselves to the edge. One hand gripped the forearm that was wrapped across her chest, her other hand reached behind me wanting to touch me.
“You don’t have to, Sage,” I told her.
“I want to.”
I gulped. I wasn’t going to deny her and my mind was starting to turn into mush.
She wrapped her palm around the outline of my dick, gripping it through my sweats.
Stars flashed behind my eyes and I pressed my lips together to keep from groaning aloud.
Her hand started to move up and down, rubbing my cock as I thrust against her, not letting up on my own ministrations as I continued to alternate between delicate circles over her clit and rubbing either side of it.
“I need—I need …” Sage mumbled, her face now buried against the pillow to muffle her sounds.
“What do you need, baby?”
“I’m so empty,” she complained.
My pulse throbbed in my ears at that and I went still. “What are you saying?” Were we about to have sex?
I waited as she seemed to catch her breath. She turned her head letting me see her profile. Her eyes were heavy and her mouth was parted slightly. “Get one of my dildos.”
“I’m so down for that. Where?” I readied myself to escape the warmth of the bed and her body, barely believing she was letting me play with her.
“Still in my suitcase by the dresser. Hurry.”
I released her, jumping out of the bed and finding the suitcase in the dark. “I can’t believe this is happening — sneaking around in the dark — in my old room,” I whispered.
A soft laugh sounded from the bed as I shuffled through the suitcase in the dim glow of the Christmas lights in the window, looking through her assortment of toys.
There were three different dildos. A blue one that looked like it vibrated, another one that was large, veiny and flesh colored, and another one that was iridescent and slightly angled.
I hoped she’d let me use all of them on her at some point.
“Which one?”
“The purply-pink one.”
I grabbed the iridescent one, closed the suitcase, and scrambled back into bed.
Sage was on her back now, the soft glow of the lights reflecting off the snow from the window, as I laid down beside her.
Her mass of dark brown waves and curls were spread out around her face on the pillow.
Even in the dark I could see the flush of her cheeks and the rosy hue of her mouth.
“You’re so beautiful,” I breathed, handing her the dildo.
“No. I want you to put it inside me,” she said, pushing my hand away and starting to pull down her pajama bottoms and panties.
I licked my lips and swallowed, stunned that I was about to see her pussy. I already knew it was going to be perfect after having felt it.
In my dumb silence she shifted them down below her knees until she could open her thighs wide enough.
I sat up beside her. Saliva filled my mouth and pre-cum started to leak from my tip when I saw the dusty rose color of her pussy with a dainty strip of hair. It was more gorgeous than I could have ever imagined. And I felt so honored that she was letting me touch her there, helping her feel good.
She raised her shirt up slightly, her belly sucking in as she saw herself bared before me, letting her hand trail down her skin until she could run a finger through herself.
Her back arched slightly and her breath caught before her bright brown eyes found mine.
My heart was in my throat seeing her completely open to me, vulnerable and willing to let me do this.
“Spit on it,” she commanded in a whisper.
I did as I was told, spitting on the tip of the dildo before spreading it with my fist.
She opened her legs wider and I swiped my fingers through her, dragging her wetness through her slit and over her clit.
I did it again, this time spreading her pussy lips to widen her entrance and pressed the tip of the dildo there.
She arched her back again, her breath coming in small pants, as I slowly pushed it in.
Her mouth fell open and she brought her hips forward to welcome the stretch.
She laid still while I pushed it all the way in, until the balls at the end rested against her.
Desire swirled in my belly, my cock twitching seeing the toy fill her as I released it.
I could see her pussy trying to suck it in deeper and I couldn’t help imagining it as mine, knowing I was bigger and longer and could give her the deep fill I knew she really needed.
But tonight I was more than content to watch it bring her pleasure.
Sage pinched her legs together and pulled her pants back up, using them to hold it in her. She let her thighs fall, her hips doing a single thrust in her seek for friction.
I laid down beside her again and she lifted her head to allow me to put an arm around to hold her while she sought her pleasure. She rocked her hips again and I looked down at her body, her breasts rising as she panted, grinding against the dildo inside her.
“Fuck, Sage. You’re so fucking hot. You should see yourself, you’re so fucking perfect. Does that feel good?” I whispered against her ear, my lips brushing her earlobe.
She shuddered, nodding against the pillow. “Touch me, Christian. I’m so close already. Rub my clit and make me come.”
“Anything, baby.” I inched my fingertips beneath her waistband.
Her belly sucked in with the anticipation of my caress.
I could feel her heartbeat through my palm as it pressed against her pelvis.
She lifted her hips, her body begging for me to touch her.
But instead of going right to her clit, I stroked around where the dildo disappeared inside her.
She hissed between her gritted teeth, but she couldn’t help continuing to rock, her hips seeking. “I can’t let you call all the shots,” I told her, pressing kisses against her pulse point as I wrapped my hand around the end of the dildo, drawing it out slightly before pushing it in.
“Mmm.” She moaned.
I took that as confirmation and did that again, her body responding. Her legs stiffened, her thighs trying to pinch together to find more friction.
“You want it deeper, don’t you, baby?”
“Christian,” she whispered in the dark, her hands seeking to touch me. “Please.”
“To have Sage Pardy beg for me …” I was in rapture watching her squirm at my side.
I shifted, letting my own legs open enough for her to find my cock through my sweatpants.
She rubbed her palm against me and I responded by pushing the dildo just a little further inside her.
I held it there, not letting her pussy push it out again, the restriction of her pajama pants and panties pushing against my hand, while she continued to grind against it and rub my swollen cock.
I thrust against her hand, seeking my own pleasure. “Bring your thighs together so it holds it there.”
She did as she was told. I hiked her panties up, drawing the sides over her hipbones, to help keep the dildo deep inside her before I slid my fingertip over her clit.
She responded with a roll of her hips, her breathing quickening as she pinched her thighs together, grinding, while I circled her swollen bud.
My own breath quickened as she gripped my cock hard before returning to a slow rub.
I squeezed my eyes shut, so close to losing it while I watched her pleasure build. “Sage,” I breathed. “This should be about you. You’re going to make me come.”