Chapter 11

“You’re too cute for words,” was Paul’s only comment, but I could hear the smile in his voice.

By the time I was nude, Paul was also naked, and he sat on the edge of the bed, a bright blue dildo held straight up on the mattress between his thighs and covered with lube.

“Dance for me baby,” he murmured, and I began to do just that. I twisted, swerved, and did figure eights with my ass and hips, and every time I came close to the dildo, I squatted over the sex toy until it just kissed my hole. Then, I would just allow the tip inside me before pulling off.

I did this over and over again, Paul adding more lube with each pass and my ass taking more and more in until the last time. I steadied myself over the dildo, my back to his, and sank all the way down until I sat on his legs.

“Mm, Jeezus, I feel so full,” I said, back arched, and my head resting against him.