I drop the vibrator onto the bed and lower my body slowly over hers. I hold the brunt of my weight off her slim frame, allowing my cock to nestle against her backside. I nip the outer shell of her ear with my teeth and smile as she shudders. Pushing my denim-covered cock into the cleft of her ass, I purr, “Feel how hard I am. That’s all you, baby. Just thinking about watching you pleasure yourself is driving me out of my mind. I’ll make you good and wet, and then I want you to take over. Can you do that for me?”

I hear her groaning into the bed, and I have no idea if it’s in embarrassment or desire. I wait with bated breath to see what she’ll do. I half-expect her to hit me over the head with the big vibrator and run, so I’m pleasantly shocked when I hear a muffled, “Um…okay.”

Holy hell, my cock is on the verge of busting through my zipper at her reply. It takes all the strength I have to keep from jerking both of our pants down and plunging into her from behind. There is no way I can miss this, though, regardless of the discomfort in my pants. I roll to the side and let her turn to her back. Her face is bright red, but her nipples are hard and pressing against her shirt, and her knees are shifting together, which I know is a sure sign of her arousal.

I don’t want to ruin the mood by teasing her any further, so instead I take charge. “Stand and take your clothes off,” I instruct her. She barely hesitates before sitting up to kick her shoes off and then rising gracefully to her feet. She makes eye contact with me and never looks away as she pulls off first her shirt and then her bra, dropping them to the floor. This isn’t a slow, erotic striptease; she wants the clothing off because she’s completely turned on. “That’s good, baby,” I praise her as she unsnaps her jeans and shimmies them down her hips, taking her underwear with them. She has learned to work around her cast and is proficient now in dressing…and undressing with it.

In what seems like record time, she is standing before me naked and almost defiant. I have a hard time containing my grin. She is telling me without words that she won’t back down. She knows well that I never thought she would go through with this. My baby picks odd times to let her competitive nature come out; I fucking love it. “Lie on the bed and put a pillow under your ass.” She follows my orders perfectly, taking only seconds to get into position. I sit up on the bed, unable to do anything but look at her. God, she is so beautiful she steals the breath from my body.

I almost choke on my tongue when she says in a bored tone, “Are we doing this or not?” Instead of laughing, as I want to, I decide on a little payback.

“Stay where you are. I’ll let you know when I’m ready.” With those words, I stand and walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind me before leaning against the wall and laughing my ass off. How many other women could step so far out of their comfort zone and then neatly turn the tables? I know her well enough to understand that lying there exposed like that is probably killing her, but she won’t back down. I’m betting right about now she’s cursing me under her breath and trying to talk herself out of covering up with the comforter.

Unfortunately for her, I have a big problem to take care of before I go back. Yeah, if you’ve ever wondered if it’s true about men jacking off before a big date, then let me answer that question: abso-fucking-lutely. I know I’ll give in and fuck her too soon if I don’t relieve some pressure. Therefore, I kick off my shoes and lower my pants and boxers. I’m so hard that no extra foreplay is needed. I go straight for the long, rough strokes, and within an embarrassingly short amount of time, I’m shooting into my hand. My moans of satisfaction have probably alerted Lia as to what’s going on. I’m betting she wants to kill me right about now. I take my time washing my hands and pulling off my shirt before walking back into the bedroom. I feel somewhat better, but I’m still hard, and looking at Lia lying with her legs open isn’t doing anything to help that.

She’s glaring daggers at me as I smirk at her. “Should I have been taking care of things on my end, as well?” she asks in a snide voice.

I manage to keep my expression impassive, but it’s a struggle. “Oh, no, baby, you don’t take care of anything until I’m here to watch.” I sit on the side of the bed, near her hip, and idly stroke my hand down her leg, stopping just short of the juncture of her thighs. The smell of her arousal is causing my head to spin, and I know I’m only killing myself by torturing her. My control seems to have left the building. She gasps out as I drop my hand between her legs and circle her clit. She had obviously been expecting me to continue to deny her my intimate touch. I push a finger into her experimentally, finding her wet and swollen. She moans as I add another digit, sliding them easily in and out. “I think you’re wet enough to take that big, purple friend of yours without my help. Is thinking of that what’s got you this hot?” I’m not sure if I want to know the answer to that question. I don’t think I’m ready to share her, even if the other cock is plastic.

“Mmm, no,” she moans.

“Then what has you this wet?” I ask as I add a third finger, stretching her tight channel.

Her hands drop to her breasts, taking her nipples between her fingers and tugging on them. Shit, I’m feeling lightheaded. “You…watching me,” she finally replies. Well, hell. I pull my fingers from her pussy before I lose it. I stick them in my mouth, sucking each one clean of her spicy essence before slowly backing away. I need some distance between us now.

“All right, baby, show me how you fuck yourself,” I say as I settle in the chair at the foot of the bed, close enough to see perfectly and far enough away to keep myself from touching her. I hold off giving her further instructions because I want to watch her take charge of her own pleasure.

She leans forward to grab the purple vibrator, and then relaxes back with it lying across her stomach. She pulls on a nipple with the two free fingers of her injured hand while dropping the other to her pussy. My eyes are riveted as she massages her nipple into a stiff peak while pushing one finger inside her wet heat. Shit, at this rate, I’ll never make it until she uses the vibrator. I’m on the verge of yelling mercy when she finally picks up the big cock and lowers it to her slit. She moves it up and down, coating the tip in her juices before settling the tip against her entrance. “Luc,” she whimpers as she pushes the head inside.

Fuck me; I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anything hotter than her taking that plastic cock while moaning out my name. Did she do that when she was alone in her apartment? Did she imagine the vibrator was my cock as she fucked herself with it? “Take all of me, baby,” I shudder as she pushes it in to the hilt.