by Lynn LaFleur
The gentle bucking of her hips increased in speed when he pushed two fingers inside her. Colin could hear her ragged breathing, could feel the urgency in her movements. She was close to a climax, so close…
He suckled her clit, and she cried out.
It took several seconds for Cindy to gather the strength to open her eyes. When she did, she saw Colin on his knees next to her, holding the dildo in one hand.
Her gaze flicked from the dildo to his hard cock and back again. “I’d rather have the real thing.”
“You will. Just let me play a little.”
Thinking about what Colin could do with that piece of plastic sent shivers through her body. Despite the bone-melting climax she’d just experienced, she wanted to know what he planned to do.
“Move up on the bed and rest your head on the pillows.”
Cindy did as he instructed. Colin moved between her thighs. Using the lightest of touches, he brushed his thumb over her still-sensitive clit. Cindy closed her eyes and bit her lip as the sensation turned from being almost too much, to being not nearly enough. Raising her hips, she encouraged him to deepen the caress. He didn’t. He kept circling her clit in that maddening slow movement. She was ready to grab him by his chest hair and pull him on top of her, when the head of the dildo pressed between her feminine lips.
Her eyes flew open. Colin leaned over her, resting on one hand while the other hand pushed the dildo farther inside her. He pulled it out an inch, then pushed it back in two inches. Back and forth, back and forth, until it was all the way inside her.
“Rub your clit,” he instructed in a husky voice. “I want to watch you touch yourself.”
Performing in front of a lover had never been easy for Cindy. With Colin, it seemed natural. Slowly, she slid her hand over each breast and her stomach before dipping it between her legs. Her fingertips grazed wet, swollen flesh, then the fake plastic balls. She wrapped her hand around Colin’s and directed him on how to move the dildo. He caught on quickly, continuing to pump it as he studied her every action.
Cindy moved her hand back to her clit. Her eyes drifted shut in bliss.
Colin had never seen anything so beautiful as Cindy pleasuring herself. He continued to drive the dildo inside her in time to the shifting of her hips. Her movements, both of her hand and her hips, became more frenzied. She arched her back, drawing his attention to those beautiful breasts. Lightly pinching one nipple, he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger.
It must have been the final thing she needed. Cindy let loose a keening moan and collapsed on the bed.
Colin couldn’t wait another second to be inside her. He pulled the dildo from Cindy’s body and tossed it on the bed. Taking only enough time to sheathe his cock with one of the condoms, he lifted her hips and drove deep.
Colin growled. Being part of Cindy’s body felt perfect, as if she were created specifically for him. He’d wasted too much time with “hints” when this is where he should’ve been all along.
Making up for lost time would be so much fun.
He shifted on the bed, needing to sink even deeper. “Wrap your legs around my waist. That’s good, sweetheart. A little higher. Right there.” Colin increased the speed of his thrusts. “Oh yeah, right there.”
It took only moments for his orgasm to rob him of breath and strength. Panting, Colin lay on top of Cindy, his softening cock still nestled within her warmth.
He dropped a kiss of apology on her lips. “I’m sorry I didn’t last longer. I promise I can do better.”
A gentle smile turned up the corners of her mouth. “Do you hear me uttering one word of complaint?”
Colin chuckled. “No, I don’t.” He kissed her again, longer this time. “So, did you like the dildo?”
“I like you better.”
“But you wouldn’t object to trying out some of those other toys you won?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“I thought I could stay the weekend and we could make our way through all of them.” He nuzzled her neck, nipped her earlobe. “I’ll be your personal door prize.”
Cindy tightened her arms around his neck. “I think that’s an excellent idea.”
The End
About the Author
Lynn LaFleur was born and raised in a small town in Texas close to the Dallas/Fort Worth area. Writing has been in her blood since she was eight years old and wrote her first “story” for an English assignment.
As well as writing at every possible moment, Lynn enjoys reading, scrapbooking, photography and learning new things on the computer. She’s a software junky and loves to try out new programs, especially anything to do with graphics.
After living on the West Coast for 21 years, Lynn now lives 17 miles from her hometown in Texas. She’s a romantic at heart and can’t imagine ever writing anything but romances. A full-time writer, she spends her days creating stories of people who find their happily-ever-after, sometimes with the help of an alien or psychic or vampire.
Lynn welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and e-mail address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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Also by Lynn LaFleur
A Cupid’s Work is Never Done
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Coopers’ Companions 1: Rent-A-Stud
Coopers’ Companions 2: Michelle’s Men
Coopers’ Companions 3: Almost Perfection
Ellora’s Cavemen: Legendary Tails I anthology
Ellora’s Cavemen: Seasons of Seduction IV anthology
Enchanted Rogues anthology
Happy Birthday, Baby
Holiday Heat anthology
One Night of Pleasure
Premonition
Two Men and a Lady anthology
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