Page 101 of Bridesmaid for Hire
Let me feel how hard you are.
Let me take you inside of me and finally know what it feels like to be fully connected to you.
But to my dismay, instead of fulfilling years-long fantasies, he reaches into my nightstand.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
He’s silent for a moment, but after some rummaging in the drawer, he holds up his prize.
It’s my toy, the one that sucks on my clit.
I stare it down and feel a lump in my throat slowly start to form.
He wants me to use that?
In front of him?
And here I thought him watching me play with my nipple was dirty. This is a whole new level—one I’ve never experienced.
Is he really going to make me do this myself?
He can’t possibly be serious.
“Brody—”
He lifts my shirt, exposing my breasts to the cool night air, and then he pushes the covers down so I’m completely naked in front of him, besides the shirt that’s up around my neck.
“Fuck,” he mumbles as he lowers himself to my breasts and presses a soft kiss on my nipple.
My entire body goes numb as I lift up into his mouth. All worry, all insecurity floating away as he uses his lips on me.
I float my hand into the short strands of his hair, encouraging to give me more.
He cups my entire breast in his hand. “You’re so goddamn hot,” he says before closing his mouth over my nipple and sucking it between his lips.
“Yes, Brody,” I say as my chest lifts.
“These tits, I’m fucking obsessed.”
And he shows me just how obsessed as he licks, kisses, and sucks his way across them. He plays with every angle from the underside of my breast to my areola, to my nipple. He scrapes his jaw over them, runs his tongue around in circles, and even lightly nibbles, which makes me lift off the sheets, wanting more.
While my mind is lost in the feel of his mouth, he slides the vibrator into my hand and guides it between my legs, telling me exactly what he wants me to do without having to say it. So, I spread my legs wider, press the vibrator up against my clit and, with a deep breath, I switch it on.
Immediately a wave of pleasure rushes through me and I know it will only take seconds, especially with his mouth on my breast.
“Brody,” I whisper as my pelvis moves lightly up and down with the vibrations. “Seconds. I come…in seconds.”
I feel him smile against my breast and he presses his hand on top of mine that’s holding the vibrator, so we’re both controlling it.
He continues to suck on my nipple, running his teeth over the sensitive nub and lightly nibbling, causing my stomach to bottom out with pleasure.
“Oh fuck, Brody. Oh God,” I say as my impending orgasm starts to climb.
He releases my breast from his mouth and stares down at me. “Turn it off.”
“What?” I ask, breathlessly.
“Turn. It. Off,” he demands with such authority that I turn it off. Immediately.
