Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

There’s a soft click, then a buzzing sound fills the room.
Then Kage’s hand is on my jaw, turning my head.
“Suck until I say stop.”
The head of his cock nudges my lips. I open them and take
his erection into my mouth, sucking enthusiastically.
He slides the vibrator between my legs.
It’s exquisite torture, trying to breathe around his huge
cock and not make a sound of pleasure as he slides the vibrator
back and forth over my swollen, sensitive clit. When he
pushes it gently inside me, I almost break and moan, but stop
myself in time.
My hips, however, have a mind of their own. They rock
back and forth wantonly as Kage fucks me with the vibrator
and I deep throat his cock.
“Gorgeous,” he says through gritted teeth. “Jesus fucking
Christ.”
My pulse is flying. I’m floating somewhere above my
body, looking down, but I feel everything. Every vibration,
every stroke, every throbbing vein in his dick as it slides
against my tongue and lips.
I also feel powerful.
Because I know that if I say the word, all this stops. Even
though it would kill him to stop, he’d do it instantly if that’s
what I wanted.
I don’t want to. In fact, I’m hoping this will never end.
Breathing hard, he pulls out of my mouth. He removes the
vibrator and turns it off. Then he gets onto the bed, opens my
legs wider with his knees, and settles himself over me,
balancing his weight on one elbow, my thighs spread open
around his hips and his stomach pressed to mine.
He slides his cock through my wet folds, up and down,
then nudges against my entrance until just the head pushes
inside.