Page 45 of Stand Your Ground

Something about how she referred to the toy asherhad me willing to say yes to anything. I nodded, even though I was still unsure I could make it. I tried to hold onto her belief that I could as she lowered the toy back down.

I was so sensitive, so ready that just fucking the thing three more times had me groaning with the restraint not to let go.

“Carter…ooohhhh… God, yes. Yes. Yes!”

Livia dragged each little word out, moaning and making me wait, and then she pumped harder and faster like she was on top of me. She moaned the entire time, screaming out my name while I pinned my bottom lip between my teeth and pushed all my focus into holding back.

You can’t do it, can you?

You weak little fuck.

You’re going to lose it.

You’re going to disappoint her just like you—

I shook my head against the noise, eyes squeezed shut, cock begging me for release, but I refused. I held on and rode out every tantalizing pump of the toy.

And then Livia slowed, her breaths evening out, and when I chanced peeling one eye open and then the next, I was met with a satisfied smirk of her lips.

“Such a good fucking boy,” she praised. “You may come.”

“Oh, thank fuck.”

I panted the words, and then I released the restraint I’d been clinging to, but I didn’t relax. Icouldn’tfucking relax. Every nerve inside me was strung tight, and the second Livia started pumping me again, I felt my orgasm rush to the surface.

And it wasn’t like a normal climax. It wasn’t slow and easy and familiar.

It was like a tsunami taking out an entire fucking city.

I barely had time to register that it was happening before my orgasm crashed into me like a wall of water, knocking my breath from my chest as it took me down. I thought I moaned, or maybe cried out, or maybe sucked in my last breath and stayed completely silent — I couldn’t be sure. I just gripped the couch tight and held on for dear life.

“You’re still fighting it,” Livia soothed. “Let go. Come for me, Rook.”

I panted, gripping tighter, thighs spreading, ass clenching as I reached and reached and—

“Oh,God!Oh fuck, fuck,fuuuck.” I cried out as my climax finally took me, and it was like having ten orgasms at once. The pleasure was indescribable, like witnessing a miracle or achieving a lifelong dream. It wasn’t just surface level. It was bone deep,souldeep, and it whipped through me like a beautiful, punishing wind.

Every muscle was painfully tight until the second I came, and then I was spasming, panting, screaming, succumbing. It was heaven. It was euphoria. It was fucking deliverance.

I couldn’t be sure how long I came for. It felt like hours, but it might have only been moments. Either way, I collapsed on the other side of it, bones going limp and muscles melting into the couch. I was suddenly so tired, I felt like I could fall asleep right then and there.

“That was so sexy,” Livia praised, slowly working the toy off me.

I hissed and convulsed a little when she slid it over my tip, and then we both moaned at the sight of my cum dripping out of the toy and all over me.

“Look at you. You filled me up.”

“Liv,” I panted her name, becausefuck,that was the hottest thing I’d ever heard. I wanted to fill her up. I wanted it to be her I got to fuck next time.

“You did so well. But… we aren’t done yet.”

My eyes shot open. “We’re not?”

She shook her head, fingers crawling up my thigh until she was wrapping her hand around my softening cock. I didn’t know whether to cry or moan at the sensation, but the sight of her playing with my cum had me leaning toward the latter.

“For learning purposes, let’s pretend youdidn’tlast. Let’s pretend you came before she did, but she’s still turned on and ready to go. What would you do?”

I held up my index and middle finger, wiggling them in the same motion that had made her come earlier.