He grins as he continues, slowing the pumping of his cock into me, his finger gently rimming my ass, placing pressure on it.
I can't help the moan that leaves me as his cock hits my g spot and his finger slides into my ass.
"Ohhh...." I groan, getting used to the feeling of him playing with my ass.
He removes his finger and reaches forward over me, pressing his cock deeper into me. My eyes are wide open as he reaches depths not normally met, but he quickly pulls back, leaving me panting for breath.
He holds my leg up by resting it on his shoulder, as I hear the squirt of more lube. He pauses his thrusts, sliding my anal toy in, teasing my asshole slowly.
"Oh god..." moaning, I push myself back to show him my eagerness.
"Yeah... so you do want it." He grins before letting my ass take all of the vibrating toy. He presses the on button and I'm sent scurrying away instinctively.
However, Lance holds me securely where I am.
"Oh...god... Lirael!" Lance groans, beginning to thrust into me again.
The pleasure from his cock and the anal toy feels like it's too much, that it will make me explode with the pleasure building up inside of me.
"Lance... I ..." I don't know if I can handle the orgasm that is building inside. Before I am able to finish my words though, Lance puts my leg down, and his lips crash into mine, silencing my words.
The different position helps, lowering the anxiety that was starting to take root in me. I feel like I am losing my grip on reality though, as his cock, his lips, keep my pleasure mounting.
My hands clutch onto his back, desperately, trying to hold on to something. Our tongues twirl around each others, whimpers and groans escaping in between as my heart beat increases, my breath attempting to match the pace.
I can feel tears welling in my eyes. I'm overwhelmed sitting right below my plateau and not advancing to that new height.
"Lance.." I cry, my nails digging into his back as my body tightens up in tense knots.
His lips find my ear lobe, whispering, "Cum with me, Lirael..." His need, his restraint, is about to break, and unleash on me.
I clutch him, tighter to me, my legs and arms pulling him into me. That's when I feel it coming.... the overwhelming tsunami of my orgasm ready to wipe me out and bash me into the shore and drag me away.
"Lance...!" My voice breaks as I cry out, but Lance continues grinding into me, thrusting that cock deep in to my pleasure zone.
I can't breathe, I'm frozen in that moment, because it truly feels like I am facing a tsunami mere feet away from me. My voice comes out strangled and shrill, right at I'm hit by my orgasm.
I'm tossed about the flotsam, letting it cover me in its waves of pleasure, struggling for air, crying out as I'm taken under.
"...oh....god...!" My vision is blurry, there's a ringing in my ears, and I'm taking short ragged breaths. Slowly, the ringing disappears, I can take a breath and Lance's face comes into focus, who's staring intently at me, drunk on his own orgasm, panting.
He kisses me, again, but this is sweeter, softer, lazy. "Hey.." He whispers, smiling down at me, wiping my cheek off that's wet with sweat and possibly tears.
"Hey..." I grin back at him, until he moves to exit me.
My body is sent into overdrive, with the still vibrating anal toy, and I have another less intense orgasm. Clutching him back to me, I make a pitiful cry as my body clamps down on him, pulsating on the head of his cock.
"Oh.. Damn.... another one? Lucky you." He laughs, making me release him from my clutches, gently. I gasp as he pulls away at the sudden loss of his body.
He turns the vibrator off for me before going for the previous towel he had. "Would you like me to remove it, or you want to do it yourself?" He offers.
My hand goes out, motioning for the towel. "Please get a bath or shower started." I suggest.
Nodding, he gives me my moment to remove the toy and gather myself. I go to stand on shaky legs, just as Lance comes back out.
I take a step forward and my legs give out.
"Shit!" I cry out and brace myself before I hit the ground.
"I gotcha." Lance lifts me up from under my shoulders, getting me back on my feet.
Blushing, I try to laugh it off, "It's been a while since I've lost the ability to walk."
Lance grins, "I can help you with that." He sweeps me off my feet and carries me into the bathroom, placing me on the edge of the tub.
"Thank you." I murmur, slowly slipping into warm water.
He turns the taps off, sliding into the water himself and lays back behind me, legs spread.
"Come here." He beckons me to lay back on him.
I feel tired, worn out and lay on top of his chest, my head on his shoulder. His arms wrap around me loosely, as we sit there in silence.
"I had a good time, did you enjoy yourself?" Lance asks me, breaking the silence.
I nod, not really wanting to talk, my eyes becoming heavy from feeling exhausted. I can feel Lance lean back to look at me. Feel his gaze on my skin and a soft sigh he releases, his right arm slowly coming closer to cradle me next to him as I drift in and out of slumber.
I can feel him chuckling, softly to himself. His smile beaming down at me, doesn't require my sight to know it's there. I go to smack him for laughing at me, but I my hand just lifts to falls back down in the middle of his chest to rest there.
I'm fading in and out, unsure if I'm dreaming or awake. Feeling his hand, stroking my hair from my face, the next moment, a warm wet towel gently runs over my body.
I struggle to open my eyes as he washes my body, my eyes finally forcing open when the towel goes between my legs.
"Sorry, I fell asleep." I mumble, sleep still struggling to win.
"It's okay, you're tired. I don't mind." He speaks softly, gazing down at my face, as my head has now come to rest in the crook of his elbow. His warm smile makes my stomach flutter with warmth, his other hand continuing to clean me off.
I close my eyes, enjoying the sensation of being taken care of, when the towel is no longer there to clean me, but just his hand. My eyes flutter and my breathing quickens, as I feel his finger slide into my folds, his thumb rubbing my clit.
"mmm.." I moan as he begins to gently stroke his finger in and out, letting his thumb circle my sensitive nub of nerves. Instinctively, my legs part further, allowing him better access as he slides another digit in to my slick quim.
Lance maneuvers me into his lap, his hard cock rubbing against me as he removes his fingers to replace them. He has me straddling him, moving my hips in a slow gentle pace. I hold onto the back of his neck and kiss his cheek, nibbling on his ear lobes as I start to pick up the pace.
We're both coming soon, him shortly after me, my exhaustion making it hard to keep going. Before I fall asleep again, he removes me from the tub and dries me off. I'm asleep as soon as my eyes close.