being filled again. She lashed her clit with her tongue, bent
over, her dark hair a curtain so that Coralyn could barely see
what she was doing when she wrenched her eyes open. She
wanted to see. God, she wanted to see every dirty bit of it. She
felt it instead.
Her mouth was insistent, her fingers even more so, and it
was only a matter of a few more seconds before she pulled the
climax from Coralyn. She saw black spots behind her already
closed eyes, which shouldn’t have been possible. Maybe she
blacked out she came so hard. She ground herself back on
Giana’s hand so that her knuckles grazed her throbbing clit
along with her tongue, sending wave after wave of pleasure to
grip her.
“Fuck,” she panted. “Fuck, Giana…”
“I know.” Giana withdrew her fingers and sucked them
clean. Coralyn wasn’t watching, but she knew she’d done it by
the sound they made popping out of her mouth. “So sweet,
Coralyn. So fucking sweet.” Coralyn finally did crank her
head around and she watched as Giana picked up the toy. She
put her foot up on the edge of the bed and closed her eyes, her
face a mix of concentration and pleasure as she slipped the one
end inside. She did up the straps expertly. Where Coralyn
would have fumbled with them, confused, probably for ten or
twenty minutes, Giana was quick and adept.
Every move she made was practiced and controlled. She
hadn’t let go yet, but she was naked, and she was here, and
Coralyn counted that as a win. She wouldn’t stop until Giana
had shattered for her as well.
Giana’s eyes darkened when she looked up and found that
Coralyn had been watching everything. She probably already