Wild Dreams [Story Collection]
Makes the next hit ten times stronger.
His jaw clenched, frustration evident, but the denial fueled his focus. 'Setting three,' I ordered after a beat, letting the ache settle into a delicious burn. The steady medium vibration resumed, constant and unyielding. 'Slide it in now— shallow at first. Inch it past my lips, feel how wet I am?' He pushed forward, the tip parting my folds with ease, sinking into the heat of my channel. I groaned, walls gripping the intrusion greedily. 'Twist it as you go— clockwise, slow. The curve— angle it up, toward my belly. That's my G-spot, right there.'