Watching my mouth, he says hotly, “Those beautiful fucking lips. I can’t wait until you’re on your knees with those lips around my cock, choking on it.”
I nearly spit the eggs out through my nose, but manage to control myself. I swallow, then laugh. “How romantic! You should write sonnets.”
“Eat.”
He feeds me more eggs. Gives me another piece of bacon, then a slice of buttered toast. Watches me chew and swallow like it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen.
When the plate is empty, he sets it on the nightstand next to the bed. Then he turns back to me and says in a conversational tone, “Exactly how many vibrators do you own?”
My eyes fly open wide.
“I’m only asking because this drawer here seems to be filled to overflowing. That hot-pink one might be my favorite.” He points at the nightstand where he just set the plate.
The drawer beneath it is cracked open a few inches, which is plenty wide enough to see the treasure trove of sex toys inside.
The hot-pink vibrator in question is actually a dildo. Quite a large specimen, too, with lifelike veins and a shaft both long and thick, terminating in a bulbous head that could frighten virgins into staying chaste for life.
Oh my god.
I make a meep of horror, which makes Kage chuckle.
“Your dirty little secret’s out, baby. And to think, you told me you were conservative in bed.”
He slides the drawer open wider, pulls out the giant pink dildo, holds it up, and wags it back and forth, smirking. “This is hardly conservative. You could puncture a lung with this monster.”
I try to grab it, but he holds it up over his head. His arm is too long for me to snatch away the horrifying evidence.
So—mortified, glowing with shame—I collapse onto my side on the bed and pull the sheets over my face, whimpering.
He proceeds to conduct a forensic examination of my sex toy drawer.
“Oh, look. What an enormous bottle of lube. Here we have the classic rabbit vibrator, of course, along with a glass glow-in-the-dark dildo. Very artistic. You might want to consider investing in a flashlight, but I suppose this would be much more fun to use as a light source if the power goes out.
“And what’s this interesting thing? It’s lavender. Soft plastic. Round like a jelly jar, except the top has a small opening…wait. Here’s the On switch.”
An electronic buzz fills the room. It’s followed by the low, deep rumble of Kage’s laughter. “Oh my. You filthy little girl. Is this what I think it is?”
Busted. From under the sheets, I sigh deeply. “It utilizes both suction and deep vibration to simulate the feeling of lips and tongue.”
Kage laughs louder, the bastard.
My tone turns snippy. “It’s also waterproof, rechargeable, and has ten settings. And a handy cover to keep things dust free when it’s in the drawer.”
“None of these toys have a speck of dust on them, baby. You’ve been keeping yourself busy.”
“Don’t judge! I’ve been single for a long time!”
He leans over and kisses my bare hip. “I know. I’m not judging. But you don’t need any of this stuff anymore.”
His pause makes me nervous. Then he muses, “Unless…”
He hooks a hand behind my knee and gently pushes my legs apart. Between my spread legs, he presses the vibrating toy.
I bury my face into the mattress, pull the sheet tighter against my face, and groan.
He murmurs, “You want to hide your face from me when I make you come?”
“Yes.”
“You know I need to see you.”
“No!”
He slides the toy an inch north, where it comes into contact with my clit. I jerk, groaning again, this time more faintly.
“Roll onto your stomach and spread your legs.”
His voice has dropped an octave and gained that hard, dominant tone that always sends my pulse flying.
Trembling all over, I obey him. My face is still covered by the sheet, but the rest of me is bare. Though the room is cool, my skin prickles with heat. I’m already sweating.
Kage slips the toy between my legs again, moving it around slightly until it hits the right spot and I gasp. The toy pulls against my clit in a steady, rhythmic motion. The vibrations it emits go all the way through my pelvic floor.
It feels so good, I shudder.
“You need more, don’t you, baby?”
His voice is soft, deep, hypnotic. I don’t know exactly what he means, until I feel something warm and wet slide down my ass crack and over my sex.
Lube.
He gently spreads it around with his fingers, then something firm nudges my opening and pushes slightly inside.
Because I’m so intimately acquainted with its exact size and shape, I know that what Kage has just slid inside me is my hot-pink dildo.
If my face turns any redder, my skin will burn off.
When I spread my thighs open wider and cant my ass in the air, Kage sucks in a breath. “So fucking beautiful,” he whispers.
Then he gently pushes the dildo in farther.
I cry out softly, curling my hands to fists around the sheets.
The toy pressed to my clit sucks and vibrates. The dildo starts to move smoothly in and out. My nipples ache, I’m breathless and red-faced, and I’m unable to stop myself from rolling my hips as Kage fucks me with my own sex toy.
“Do you like it?”
My eyes squinched shut and my face flaming, I whisper, “Yes.”
“You like having your pussy licked and fucked at the same time?”
“Yes.”
His voice drops. “What about this, baby? Do you like this?”
He sweeps a finger over the tight lubed ring of muscle between my ass cheeks and gently presses down.
I gasp, eyes flying open, back going stiff.
He croons, “Shh. That’s it, unless you ask for more.”
My heart pounding like thunder under my breastbone, I lie stiff and wide-eyed as he gently massages me there, working the dildo slowly in and out of my pussy as the vibrating/sucking toy makes a meal of my clit.
The sensation of him touching me where no man has touched me before isn’t unpleasant exactly. It’s just very, very strange. Almost too intimate. I feel like we’re doing something wrong.
I feel like that for all of about ten seconds, until the combo suck-fuck he’s orchestrating with my personal pleasure devices overtakes the rational part of my brain, and I collapse facedown again onto the mattress again, moaning deliriously.
“That’s my sweet dirty girl,” Kage growls. “You’re so goddamn beautiful. I wish you could see yourself fucking this fat pink dildo. Flexing your hips. You make me so hard. So fucking hard.”
His voice sears along my nerve endings. He pushes the dildo in and out with increasing speed until I’m moaning and writhing, bucking against the bed. The sensations are overwhelming. The vibrations, the fullness, his finger teasing that sensitive, lubed-up, forbidden bundle of nerves— The orgasm hits me with such force, I can’t make a sound.
My back arches involuntarily. My mouth opens wide. I convulse helplessly as Kage whispers every hot filthy thing a man can say to a woman, words of praise and sexual obsession.
“I love this greedy wet cunt—"
“Come for me, my beautiful slut—"