Her Collateral Bride: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

make herself come so she didn’t have to rely on a toy or a

vibrator or whatever she’d used before. She’d once shown her

the magic of knowing how to pleasure her own body and the

power in that. She wasn’t going to stop this. Even if there was

no way she could come like this, it felt good. God, it felt so

fucking good, and she’d make sure that Haley felt good.

She found herself rocking into Haley’s touch, chasing the

pleasure, wanting more. Wanting to make it last. The

unfolding deep inside herself started again. She could feel

beads of moisture slithering down her temples as she worked

against Haley, her muscles straining. It wasn’t just her legs

shaking as Haley ground against her. It was her entire body,

including the armor that she’d worn for so long. It was all

tumbling down and crashing around her.

“Come, Claire,” Haley whispered, her voice full of heat and

need. “I want to see you come. Like this. With me inside you.

Come on my fingers.”

It was a command, clear as one ever spoken, and Claire

found herself obeying. She was letting go, unravelling, and

then she was there. She was coming, her walls clenching and

pulsing around Haley’s fingers. She was so full, and it didn’t

hurt. Nothing hurt, and she was coming, and it was part pain

and pleasure in itself, but it was real. She breathed through the

glorious waves, the blinding sensations. She couldn’t see. She

could just feel. She could feel Haley inside her, her fingers

moving, curling, buried to the hilt. She curled her fingers just a

little further, and the haze of pleasure turned into an explosion.

Haley rocked against her, and while her fingers were still

curled inside, she used her other hand, tucking her fingers

inside herself as well. Claire was still coming, still buzzing,