LUCAS WELLINGTON POV
I turned on the vibrator switch, the buzz from the vibrator filled the quiet between us. Her gasp was instant, her hands gripping the sheets tight. Slowly, deliberately, I traced the toy along the inside of her thigh, nowhere close to where she wanted it most. The vibration made her legs tremble,causing her to whimper.
"Please…" she whispered, her voice breaking.
I smiled, dragging it higher, brushing the edge of her panties, letting the sensation tremble against the damp fabric before pulling away again. She groaned in frustration, her hips rolling upward, begging for more.
I leaned close to her ear, letting my breath ghost over her skin. "Beg me properly."
Her moan was half a sob. "Please… I need it… don't make me wait."
That was enough. I pressed the toy directly against her through the thin lace, and her cry tore through the room, raw and uncontrolled. She arched off the bed, her blindfolded eyes squeezing shut as the sensation took hold of her.
I held it there just long enough for her body to start trembling, then pulled it away again, dragging it over her stomach, her breasts, her pink nipples,letting the vibrations tease every sensitive inch.
By the time I lowered it back between her thighs, she was a wriggling mess, begging without shame. And this time, I didn't hold back.
The cube had almost melted down, water slipping down my fingers as I dragged the last of it across her inner thigh. She trembled, straining against the anticipation, her breath ragged beneath the blindfold.
I set the ice aside and reached into the toy box again. This time, I pulled out the small sleek vibrator, black and buzzing low when I switched it on. The sound alone made her whimper, her body tightening, sensing what was coming.
"Listen carefully," I said, my lips brushing her ear as I positioned myself over her. "Cold. Heat. Vibration. "That's what you're gonna feel tonight."
I pressed the vibrator lightly against the damp fabric of her panties, just enough to make her hips jerk upward. The buzz sank into her, vibrating through the soaked lace until her thighs quivered open wider for me. She let out a strangled cry, somewhere between shock and ecstasy.
I kept the toy in place with one hand and picked up the ice with the other. The last sliver was cold enough to sting as I circled it around her pink nipple again, droplets running down her side.
"Godddd fuckkkkkkkk".
She gasped hard, the sharp chill sending her body arching upward, straight into the relentless buzz of the vibrator.
"Too much?" I teased, though I already knew her answer from the way she squirmed desperately.
"N-no… don't stop, please" she moaned, hips rocking helplessly.
I grinned darkly and pressed the vibrator harder, dragging it in slow, setting aside the lace panties to uncover the clit while agonizing circles over it.
"Fuckkkkk, godddd, I…I'm going to fucking cum fuckkkkkkk"
Then, just as she thought she might burst, I slipped the toy beneath the clit, finally against her bare heat.
The instant it touched her cunt, she cried out, her back lifting completely from the bed. I pinned her down with my body, forcing her to take it all while I kissed her deeply, swallowing every moan.
Her body trembled beneath the dual torment, ice fading on one side, fire from the toy raging on the other, until she was nothing but gasps, pleas, and shaking limbs.
"Good girl," I growled against her mouth. "Now let go for me."
Her body was already strung tight, every nerve trembling under my control. The vibrator thrummed mercilessly against her clit, and I kept the pressure steady, watching her wriggle and claw at the sheets. Her blindfolded eyes squeezed shut, her lips parted, every sound she made a song of surrender.
"Please," she gasped, her voice cracking, hips bucking helplessly.
"Please what?" I pressed harder, sliding the toy lower, letting it brush against her entrance before dragging it back up to tease the swollen bundle of nerves.
"Please… let me...oh God….let me cum."
I smirked, lowering my lips to her throat, biting just enough to make her cry out. "Not yet."
Her moan was desperate, broken. I dragged the vibrator lower again, dipping it inside her pussy just for a moment, enough for her walls to clench around it, then pulled it back to her clit, relentlessly. She screamed, her body arching, trembling violently as the first wave crashed over her.
But I didn't stop.
"I…..I'm gonna cum.. I'm gonna cum.. fuckkkkkk!!, she cried out softly as she released her first orgasm.
Her release soaked my hand, her thighs trembling uncontrollably, but I kept the toy buzzing against her, forcing her to ride it out. She twisted, trying to escape the overwhelming sensation, but I pinned her hips down with my free hand, lips curled in a dark grin.
"Too much?" I whispered, though I knew her answer.
She sobbed and shook her head wildly. "N..no ..no…don't stop. Please, don't stop."
"Good girl," I growled, and pressed harder.
" I'm gonna cum again… fuckkkkkkkkk! Ahhhhhh! Shitttt!" she left out In a soft and loud cry again as her second orgasm tore through her even harder than the first, her body shuddering so violently the blindfold slipped askew. Her cries filled the room, raw and pleading, her legs trembling as I dragged her straight into a third without mercy. By the time she finally collapsed back into the sheets, she was wrecked, sweaty, breathless, trembling, her voice gone hoarse from begging.
Only then did I toss the toy aside.
I pulled the blindfold fully away so she could see me. Her eyes were glassy, wide, her lips trembling with exhaustion but satisfaction.
"How do you feel now, miss?" I asked, brushing a damp strand of hair from her flushed face.
Her lips curved into a faint, trembling smile. "Exhausted… but in the best way."
I let out a low chuckle and kissed her forehead softly, a tender contrast to the intensity we had just shared. "Good. That's all I wanted."
Remember," I said softly, leaning close, voice low and commanding, "morning comes, and we act as though this never happened. Do you understand?"
She nodded, a faint smile flickering through the exhaustion on her face. "I understand," she whispered.
I left her there, tucked in the warmth of the sheets, and stepped back, heart still hammering, body still taut with the remnants of tension. I had helped her, yes, but the spark, the undeniable pull between us was now a dangerous, living thing, coiled and waiting.
Tonight, boundaries had been crossed. Rules had been bent. Desire had been awakened. And for the first time in years, I knew that keeping her at arm's length would be impossible.