still wired from my last orgasm and my legs started shaking again. Then he slid his finger out and added a second. This time, he started pumping them in and out, faster and faster with every movement. The harder he pumped, the more I felt weird, like I had to pee. I pressed my hand to his shoulder.
“Robert, this isn’t right. I think I need to pee.”
He grinned at me and slid his fingers out. I instantly felt relief, but only seconds later, he slid back inside me and started pumping again. His rhythm picked up, pumping even harder this time. I was there again, ready to piss myself, and I was not pissing myself in front of him. Just as I was about to tell him to stop, he slid his fingers out again and slowly massaged around my clit. My body relaxed for just a few seconds.
I gasped when he thrust his fingers back in. Oh god, he wasn’t going to stop this. It was like torture, over and over again, he pumped inside me. Every time, he moved harder and faster until I was panting and feeling the urge to pee. Then he would back off and massage me again.
“You’re ready, baby,” he whispered, shoving his fingers back inside me. I cried out as he ruthlessly pumped two fingers inside me. My heart raced out of control and then something crazy happened. I didn’t know what it was or how it happened, but liquid was shooting out of me. The pleasure was so intense that I clenched hard onto his shoulders and squeezed until I felt like I was going to pass out. His thumb moved across my clit and an orgasm raced through me, forcing me to clench down on his fingers. I cried out as my body shook with an intensity that made me think I was literally on the verge of passing out.
He pumped his fingers slowly in and out of me, massaging my inner walls from the abuse they just withstood. Then his lips were on mine and he was sliding his tongue into my mouth. It was so erotic. He slowly kissed down my stomach until his lips were just over my clit. He gently kissed and licked at my opening, and only then did I realize what happened. Or might have happened? Did I just pee? Was that something else? I didn’t know what he did, but now he was licking at me, tasting all of me, and it felt so damn good. His lips moved to my thighs, slowly kissing circles like he was trying to soothe me.
My body slowly relaxed until I was a boneless heap on the bed. I felt the dampness of the sheets all around me. I had no idea how long he had teased me, but I was sweaty and I could feel the area around my ass was damp. I needed a shower and we definitely needed clean sheets. But my body was too exhausted right now. My eyes slid closed, slowly opening and closing as I watched him moving around the room and eventually settled on the bed beside me. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my cheek and then I was out.
When I woke, it felt like it was hours later. It was six o’clock, but the sun had already set, which was normal for this time of year. The bed was empty beside me, and as much as I wanted to lay in bed and let my aching body rest, I needed to shower. I got out of bed and opened the adjoining bathroom door and turned on the shower. The steam from the hot water quickly filled the bathroom. I stepped under the water and relaxed against the wall. God, I was so sore. Whatever that was, it was exhausting, but the most incredible thing I had ever experienced.
Arms wrapped around me and lips kissed at my neck. I smiled and slipped my hand around his arm that came to rest around my waist.
“Hey, sleepyhead. I thought you were going to sleep the whole night through.”
“I feel like I could. You wore me out.”
He chuckled against my neck, his smile evident. “That was the point. I wanted to drive you crazy.”
“Where did you learn something like that?”
“Honestly? I took a class.”
I turned in his arms, completely shocked. “You…like you attended an actual class?”