Page 165 of Only With Me

With one quick exhale, I push all the way down.

I gasp at the tightness and wait for my body to adjust before I inhale.

“Are you okay?” He squeezes my side to grab my attention.

“Uh huh…” There’s a sharp pain but it’s not unbearable.

I lift slightly before sliding back down, the pain now a dull sensation. “I think the worst is over.”

“Put your hands on my chest and then you can move however you want.”

When Waylon put the vibrator inside me, he was slow and gentle, but I want more. The lube seems to have helped because I can slide up and down him much easier than with the toy.

With my palms flat on his abs, I grind on top of him, slowly at first, but then we find a rhythm. I relax my muscles and he bends his knees slightly so we can rock back and forth.

“Fuck, baby. You feel incredible.”

He sits up, wrapping a hand around my neck and pulling us together in a heated kiss.

“Are you doing okay?”

I nod in between panting. “Can we do another position?”

He lifts his brow, smirking. Without a word, he flips us over so he’s on top and my legs are wrapped around his waist.

“Go deeper,” I tell him. “I can handle it.”

He sinks lower on top of me, grabs one of my legs and then pulls it up to rest on his shoulder.

“Holy shit!” I gasp as he moves, his cock penetrating me so freaking deep. “Don’t stop.”

Waylon kisses and sucks my neck, plays with my nipples, and thrusts hard and deep until I’m seeing stars.

“Scream my name, baby. Nice and loud.”

And I do, over and over, until I can’t take it anymore and beg him to let me come.

“Waylon, please. I’m so close.” My legs wrap around him, and I dig my heels into his ass to push him deeper.

He’s a master at edging me even if it was meant to make me so wet that it no longer hurts. Now, it’s pure bliss. Pleasure overload. And I want him to feel that too.

“Say the magic words, baby girl, and I’ll give you anything you want.”

Baby girl?Oh fuck, that’s a new one.

Turns out it works on me because it makes my core tighten even more.

“Please lemme come on your cock…I need to so badly,” I beg, squeezing my pussy so he can feel how needy I am.

“Such a good girl for me, Harlow…” He lifts both of my arms above my head and locks them with one hand. The other pulls him up slightly before he slams back down on top, tickling a spot inside me that has me screaming again.

He wraps his hand around to cup my ass and then lifts me up to meet his thrusts again and again. The hard penetration movements send me over the edge and then I’m falling, moaning through the waves of pleasure, and squeezing his dick.

Waylon buries his face in my neck, groaning through his own release.

This feeling we just shared is almost indescribable.Euphoric. Blissful. Heaven on earth.

What I imagine being high is like.