“Use me.” I grind my hips up into hers.
She moans louder in response. “What?”
“Use me to fall apart, Austen. I want to watch you come undone.”
“I can’t. I’m broken.”
“There’s not a damn thing about you that’s broken,” I reassure her.
She stills on top of me, swinging her leg off of me and falling onto her back. Turning to face me, she props herself up on her elbow. “I think you might be the only person who can fix me. This might be wrong of me to ask, but I’m desperate at this point. If you want me to use you, I’ll only use your mouth.”
“You don’t get my mouth tonight, Dakota,” I tell her, covering my eyes. I’m frustrated with myself for nearly going there with her. I didn’t want it to be like this.
“That’s not what I meant. Your words. I think I only need your words.” Just then, she rolls over to grab something out of the bedside drawer. When she shows me a rose clit stimulator, I begin to understand what she was saying.
My dick becomes painfully excited at the idea of being able to make Dakota fall apart with only my words. I mentally tell myself to calm down and play it cool.
“It’s my words you need?” I ask for clarification.
I watch as she bites her lip in hesitation before slowly nodding her head.
“If you want my words, I need to hear yours first, Dakota.”
“Yes. I need you to tell me what to do. Should I get undressed?” she asks.
I shake my head. “No. You’re going to keep those sexy pajamas on.”
She looks puzzled but doesn’t make a move to remove them.
“Turn the device on and slide it over your slit, but don’t move your shorts.”
Doing exactly as I say, she lets out a whimper when the device moves over her clit.
“That’s it, just like that,” I encourage her as I fight every instinct I have to grip her hips and take control. Keeping my hands to myself, I watch as she follows my directions.
“Ah, fuck. This feels so good,” she mewls as her hand slips under her tank and she begins tweaking her nipple.
“Pinch those perfect tits. I’d give anything to have them in my mouth right now. Tease me with them,” I command.
She continues to rock her hips over the clit stimulator while she works her tits, her movements becoming jerky.
“Fuck, Austen. You’re soaked, aren’t you?”
“Yes!”
“Show me how wet my words make you.”
“More. I need more.”
“Not until you show me, little tease.”
She moves the stimulator aside and glides her fingers beneath her shorts, over her slit, and lifts them to show me.
“Goddamn. You’re drenched. Push aside your shorts and imagine it’s my tongue licking your sweet clit and my fingers deep inside your cunt. Come undone for me, baby.”
Dakota begins to do just that, working herself into a desperate frenzy. “Oh, god! Carson!”
“Look at you taking what you need from me just like I told you to. You’re such a good fucking girl,” I praise. And that must do it for her because no sooner than the words have left my mouth, Dakota shatters. Her body shutters and quakes beside me, and I would give anything to be able to feel her pussy pulsing around my cock right now.
