“What’s your vibrator doing out here Rosie, hmm?” he asks, his voice a low purr.
My knees almost buckle. “I tried to use it,” I whisper.
“Tried?”
I nod my head slightly, unable to peel my eyes away from his. “It didn’t work.”
“What didn’t work, baby?”
“Nothing,” I confess with a whimper. “Nothing has worked.”
He lets out another gruff hum, the noise shooting straight between my thighs.
His large hands curve around the back of my legs, inching closer and closer to where I’m aching. Where I have been aching for days.
Time stops as I gaze down into his face, his dark eyes promising what I know he can easily provide.
“Do you need some help, pretty girl?”
My mouth opens and all I can do is nod. Is this really happening?
Effortlessly, he tugs at my thighs until I’m straddling his lap, my legs spread across his thick thighs. His erectionpresses into me and it takes everything I have to not grind against him but he makes the decision for me, thrusting up into me.
“Tell me,” he says, gently tracing his lips across my jaw. “Tell me what you need help with.”
I swallow, inhaling his musky scent. “I can’t come,” I confess breathlessly. “Not without you.”
I can’t help the moan that escapes as he presses his lips to the juncture of my neck, gently nipping at my flesh.
This time, I don’t stop myself from tilting my hips, desperate for some friction.
His large hands cup my ass, pulling me further onto his hard cock as my hands explore his shoulders, tugging him closer as a frenzy overtakes me.
He pulls back, cupping my face in his hands.
“Please,” I admit before he can say anything else. “It’s the hormones, I can’t—I just need some help. It doesn’t have to mean anything,” I insist.
He licks his lips, eyes searching mine. I almost look away but I’m trapped by the intensity burning in his lidded stare. “You just want this? Just some…help?”
I nod my head desperately, shifting my hips on his lap. I can’t think straight, my body blazing and desperate. I’d do anything just to be able to orgasm.
“Okay, baby.” He gently rubs his finger against my jaw. “I’ll get you there.”
I almost tremble in relief, my thighs clenching around his.
“But first,” he says, “I want to see you.”
I blink in confusion as a slow smirk spreads across his face. “I want you to show me how hard you’ve been trying, how desperate you’ve been for something I’m very willing to provide.”
I whimper as he lifts his hand, showing me the pink vibrator in his hands.
“Take your clothes off,” he orders.
I slowly swallow before nodding, lust buzzing in my veins.
I peel myself off his body and strip my clothes off my body with shaking fingers. An unfamiliar boldness overtakes me and I take a seat on the coffee table opposite him. I don’t take my eyes off him as I spread my legs.
He leans forward in his seat, his hands following mine to spread my thighs further, exposing me to his gaze.
