Leandra
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Though I felt lethargic and a bit sore, I still felt awake enough to recognize the faint buzzing sound in my ears, and that had me opening my eyes to see Dalton laying with his head against my hip, one of my favorite vibrators in his hand.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice a groggy mess.
“Just curious as to what’s so special about these things,” he smirked.
“With fresh batteries, they last for hours, and they don’t ask you to make them a sandwich when they’re done,” I answered, stretching a bit.
“I don’t recall asking you to make me any sandwiches,” he said as he let the vibrator dance over my skin.
Now, while Dalton hadn’t asked me to make him anything to eat last night, I wasn’t even sure that I would have been able to.
Dalton had spent all night using me in a way that I hadn’t ever imagined possible, and I could still feel myself glowing from the experience.
He hadn’t neglected one inch of my body, and that piercing of his had been enough to declare my undying love, though I’d been smart enough not to.
Even though I believed that what Dalton and I had was special, I still wasn’t about to declare my love for him after only one night together.
I wasn’t that crazy.
“Well, it also understands the word no, which is rather important,” I said, sighing as I began to fully wake.
“I swear to God, if you tell me that you’ve had experience in that area, I’m going to lose my rabid ass mind, Leandra,” he said, and though his voice sounded calm enough, I could tell that he wasn’t. Even before all this, Dalton had been unreasonably protective of females.
“Thankfully, I haven’t,” I quickly assured him. “But it still deserves to be noted.”
After a few seconds of silence, he said, “I have to admit that I’ve been curious about what you had in your drawer ever since your trip to Trinity’s Secrets.”
That got a chuckle out of me. “I never made it to Trinity’s. After you lost your mind on me, Rya and I spent that night shopping online for my needs.”
“And this is what you found?” he asked, playing with the vibrating controls.
“Vibrators are a lot less work than dildos,” I explained, his warm breath on my hip and this conversation making my soreness irrelevant at the moment. “All I need to do is place that little fellow on my clit, pick out one of my favorite fantasies, then let the magic happen.”
“And am I in any of those favorite fantasies of yours,” he asked as he moved my right leg to hook over his shoulder.
“A few,” I admitted, my breathing picking up a bit. Past midnight, I’d lost count of how many times Dalton had cum inside me, but with his face between my legs, it seemed as if he didn’t care about that mess.
“So, while I was snooping through your drawer, I found this little guy, a decent-sized cock, and an unopened small bottle of strawberry lube,” he said, and a warm wave of heat began to form in the pit of my stomach. “What’s the lube for, baby?”
Because I was certain that Dalton was no longer judging me, I answered honestly. “I’m...I’m curious about some things, and...and when I finally muster up the courage, I’m going to try a few things out.”
“Curious about what things?”
“Dalton...” I panted as he placed the vibrator on my clit, the setting on a tolerable low.
“Tell me what you’re curious about, Leandra,” he said before placing a soft kiss on my hip. “Tell me what I need to do to make all your fantasies come true.”
My body started to stretch with pleasure as I answered him with no shame. “Anal sex. I’ve never had anal sex before, and...and I want to experiment to see if it’s worth the rumored pain and discomfort.”
“You’ve never been fucked in the ass?” he whispered, and it sounded so fucking sexy in the quietness of the bedroom.
“N...no...” I stammered, my heart racing, the vibrator working my clit with no effort.
“You don’t need any toys for that, baby,” he said as he clicked the vibrator up a notch. “I’ll be more than happy to stretch you open with my cock, and I can make it feel so much better than any fake dick can.”
“Oh, God...” I moaned as Dalton began moving the vibrator around my clit, making me feel it everywhere. “Dalton...”
“What do you say, Leandra?” he asked as he slid two fingers inside me. “Are you going to let me turn that virgin ass into my own personal playground?”
God, why did that sound so hot when it should sound offensive and appalling?
Why was dirty talk such a turn on, and why did Dalton have to be so damn good at it?
I mean, I’d been spending most of my life proving that I wasn’t an easy slut, but Dalton made me want to be everything that I hadn’t ever wanted to be before.
I wanted to be all of his fantasies in one place, and I didn’t care how dirty they were.
“Yes...” I answered shamelessly. “I’ll let you do whatever you want to me...”
“Right now, I just want to make you feel good, baby,” he said, and when he slid a third finger inside of me, I lost it.
“Dalton...oh, God...”
“You like that?” he asked, though he knew damn well that I did.
“Yes...”
“How about this?”
Before I could even brace myself, Dalton was sliding that third soaked finger inside my ass, and between the dual penetration and vibrator on my clit, I was seeing stars behind my eyes, and having never let a man play with my ass before, the feeling was overwhelming enough to make me lose my breath.
It felt strange and decadent all at the same time, and with the way that Dalton was taking his time, I knew that I was going to be able to trust him with this when I was ready.
“Dalton...” I cried out, my entire body trembling all over.
“Christ, baby,” he hissed against my skin. “I love watching you cum for me.”
I couldn’t think of anything else as my body finished riding out the wave, and it was a good thing that I didn’t have to work tomorrow.
I wasn’t sure how much more I could take, but I also knew that the word no wasn’t in my vocabulary at the moment.
I’d never had a man make me feel so good, and I didn’t want it to stop.
After a few seconds, I heard the buzzing stop, and then the next thing that I knew, Dalton was laying beside me, his arms pulling me close, and the only thing wrong with this picture was that I could feel his hard dick pressed against my leg.
“What about you?” I asked lethargically.
“It’s five in the morning, baby,” he said. “We should probably get some sleep.”
“But that’s not fair,” I muttered, even as I got comfortable against his warm body.
“You letting me make you cum is more than fair in my book,” he huffed, his arms tightening around me. “It’s a goddamn privilege every time you let me touch you, Leandra.”
It was sweet, but after years of just being used to please men, the guilt was still there. “I could still-”
“You can sleep, Leandra,” he said, cutting me off. “You can sleep peacefully beside me, which will be more than enough.”
“It’s beginning to feel like you’re too good to be true, Dalton,” I told him, half-serious.
“I’m going to remind you of that the first time that I piss you off,” he chuckled.
Because of the uncertainty that clouded our past, I wanted to start fresh with Dalton.
While I wasn’t na?ve enough to believe that our history might not come back and haunt us from time to time, this moment felt right, and I felt right in Dalton’s arms. In fact, this entire night was one worth remembering on my death bed, and I thought that he should know that I wasn’t holding any grudges.
“Is it okay if I act like I barely met you tonight?” I asked. “Can we pretend like we’ve never fought before?”
“No,” he answered swiftly and surely.
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t deserve that from you, Leandra,” he said. “I have a lot that I need to make up to you, and I refuse to let you give me a free pass just because you’re feeling good right now.”
“I’m not holding any grudges, Dalton,” I told him honestly. “I hope that you’re not, either.”
“Baby, there’s nothing to hold against you,” he replied. “So, trust me when I tell you that I’m good on that end.”
Instead of arguing the point, I let his warmth swallow me whole, and I decided not to cause problems where there weren’t any.