Melt Me (Body Scenes 2)

She knew what he was doing. Working her into a frenzy until she begged for it. Begged him to fuck her with her own se

x toy.

Two could play the game. She lifted her hips and ass farther, coming up on her knees. She spread her legs as wide as possible, which was actually quite a bit, given the depth of the gigantic sofa. The satin material against her skin felt cool and sensual. The air from the fan blew on her damp flesh. When she propped herself up on her forearms, the rush of air against her breasts and nipples excited her even more.

Finn continued to use the head of the dildo to rub her outer folds, then press just a hair into her pussy, then stroke her lips again.

Balancing herself on one arm, she reached behind her and grabbed a bare cheek, pulling on it to spread herself wider for him.

“You know you want to fuck me with that.”

His gaze lifted from her ass to her face. He grinned.

Clearly he wanted her to beg.

“So do it,” she said. “Make me come.”

He pushed the tip of the dildo an inch inside her body, twisted it again then pulled it out. “I have every intention of making you come.”

The way he was toying with her made her hotter. He pushed in, twisted and pulled out one more time, the teasing becoming erotic torture.

“For God’s sake, Finn.” She caved. The way he devoured her with his eyes, the way he teased her with the fake cock. The way he promised sexual bliss without saying a word was enough to make her give him exactly what he wanted. So he’d give her exactly what she wanted. “Stop playing around and fuck me already. You know I want it, Finn. Give it to me. Fuck me hard and make me come. Please!”

He groaned. “That’s exactly what I want to do.”

The flash of heat and lust in his eyes told her he was talking about fucking her with his cock, not the fake one. But he didn’t remove his briefs. Didn’t put away the dildo. Instead, he eased it farther into her wet cunt, then pulled it out, then eased it back in. A slow, steady rhythm that made her breathing pick up.

“Oh yes,” she said, needing to have her pussy filled. “Fuck me, Finn.”

The crystal cock stroked her inner walls, going deeper each time he slid it almost out before pushing it back in. The pace was a sensual one, heightening her arousal, making her even wetter.

But also making her want more.

“Faster, Finn.”

He shook his head. Continued the slow, steady rhythm he’d set. Each time the dildo slid out, then plunged back in, her body jerked. Her stomach quivered. Her breasts swayed.

Finn’s free hand rested on her ass and he moved it downward so his thumb reached her anus. He rubbed the small hole, then pressed into it, driving her even wilder.

Yet Yvette wanted more.

“Fuck me hard, Finn. Please.”

Her nipples grazed the soft satin below her as she rocked her hips, meeting his strokes, but also trying to pick up the pace.

Finn did the crazy twisting thing again and she cried out from the pleasure that rocketed through her body.

He groaned, as though he was as turned-on as she was. Proved that was the case, actually, as the crystal cock thrust into her, a little quicker this time.

She released her grip on her ass cheek, needing to steady herself with both forearms on the sofa as Finn’s strong strokes rocked her body. Her palms flattened against the cushion and her head dropped to the backs of her hands as he fucked her.

“That’s it,” she whispered. “Faster.”

His tempo turned to double-time.

“Oh God, yes,” she muttered between low moans and endless whimpering. The sensations mounted inside her, growing stronger and more vibrant. She was wet and hot and dying for more. “Fuck my pussy, Finn. Make me come.”

She grabbed the edge of the sofa cushion where it met the arm, gripping it tight to keep her steady as she shifted her weight and freed her other arm. That hand slid down her belly to her clit, which she rubbed vigorously as Finn pumped the crystal rod in and out of her cunt.