Page 33 of Vying Girls

‘That’s so good, Elly,’ she breathes. She’s practically bent in half now, only the ledge and strap holding her up.

It’s not long until I’m as out of breath as I was coming up those stairs. I have to remind myself that I don’t have to hide my pleasure. Don’t have to restrain myself. What a fucking gift she’s given me.

‘Are you getting closer?’ she asks.

‘Yeah, babe.’ My thrusts are shallow now, tighter. It’s been a while since I’ve considered my own pleasure, taking for myself instead of just Tilda. God, it’s sweet like this.

‘Oh,fuck,’she moans, burying her face in her arms.

I slam my hips hard, barely able to think with the pleasure of it. I don’t want her coming before I do. At least not too far before. With how rough I feel like I’m being, I want this to be as good for her as possible.

It’s hard to remain so considerate the closer I get. The need to get off is overpowering. All those months of denying myself. How did I do it?

Pleasure ricochets down my clit. I lean over her, one hand grasping her shoulder, the other leaving handprints on her hip.

‘Gonna come,’ I bite out, ‘gonna come.’

She replies with a loud cry, quickly smothering it in her arms. The sound sends me over a second later and, fuck, it’s blinding. Like every orgasm I’ve ever had rolled into one. I know I’m making noises, moaning like I’ve never before, but I don’t care. It doesn’t seem to stop, pleasure crashing over me in unceasing waves.

‘Fuck,’ I finally gasp, coming to rest on top of her.

I take a moment to catch my breath, riding the aftershocks, before easing up and kissing her shoulder. ‘Are you okay?’

‘Oh my god,’ she breathes. ‘I amsookay.’

It’s my legs that are unsteady now. I pull out of her, tucking the dildo back in before helping her turn over.

She wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me, moaning when the strap presses against her pussy.

‘You are insatiable.’

‘Can you blame me? That was the hottest fucking thing. And I amsosorry for making you wait. Like, literally, what the fuck?’

I smile. ‘Worth it. Think orgasm denial might be my thing.’

‘Another kink for the tally.’

She starts shivering before long. I gather her clothes and help her dress.

‘How thehellam I going to manage the stairs?’ she says when she’s done. ‘Feel like my legs are gonna collapse.’

‘You and me both.’ I take her hand and squeeze it. ‘Let me go first.’

We’re quiet on the way back, a wave of sleepy lassitude enfolding us. The forest lamps come on as we walk the piney path, the sound of cooing wood pigeons soft in the trees.

‘Elly?’

‘Mm?’

She tugs my hand, pulling me to a stop. ‘I want to touch you properly.’

I nod, pulling her against me. ‘I’d love that.’

‘Like, now. When we get back.’

I nod again, more vigorously this time. ‘I’d love that even more.’

CHAPTER 6