Erotic Fiction: Good Vibes Only
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I hung up my towel on the back of the bathroom door, tapping off the last droplets of water from my shower onto the mat before grabbing my bathrobe and slipping it on. I crossed the short hallway to my bedroom, feet padding against the light oak hardwood of the quietly creaking floorboards, and walked through the threshold. Inside, I found Scarlett lying on my bed, her naked, pale skin contrasting — glowing — against the dark green bedroom walls and dimly lit space.
She rolled over slowly, her back swivelling to expose the front of her torso, her small breasts. Scar grinned, a slight head tilt beckoning me to join her on top of the comforter. The room was chilly, even for early spring, and the moment my robe pooled at my feet on the floor, goosebumps began to cover my body. I crawled in beside her and pulled up one of the black sheets to cover our bodies. Like a magnet, Scarlett rolled towards me, lips finding mine in a silent but enthusiastic greeting.
I pulled her against me, hoping that any remaining warmth lingering on my body after my shower could warm her skin. She was cool to the touch, her fingers cold as they wove through my hair and rested on the nape of my neck.
“You smell good,” she murmured against my ear. Her nose nuzzled my cheek, lips trailing feather-light kisses along my jawline until they reached my lips again. I chuckled.
“So do you.”
It wasn’t long before Scarlett’s eyes lit up, a look of sudden recollection flitting across her face. She pressed a quick kiss to my cheek before rolling gracefully off the bed and moving towards her drawer in my dresser the moment her feet touched the ground. She rummaged around, returning a moment later with a small teal vibrator in her hand. I grinned, taking it from her and pushing her gently onto the sheets below.
She looked up at me with doe-like eyes, gaze following my hand as I lifted the small vibe up to turn it on to the lowest setting. A soft humming filled the quietness of the room. Scar shifted against the mattress, her back swivelling and hips adjusting while she waited on my next move.
I leaned down to kiss her, slow and prolonged, before rising up again and admiring her in her entirety. With the rumbling toy in my palm, I lowered the protruding edge down to her nipple, letting the vibrations ripple through her breasts like a sensual shockwave. Scar’s eyes closed, her face softening as her nipple hardened to a point. Gently, I lifted the little vibrator from her and shifted its focus onto the second nipple, which became erect almost instantaneously. Her chest rose and fell with a deep and shaky breath, the exhalation slowly escaping through her parted lips.
The moment it rose from her goosebumped body, Scarlett leaned forward and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I fell on top of her, supporting myself with an elbow as my mouth explored her silky skin. There was something so erotic about how she moved when my tongue ran along her, how her hips twisted from side to side the moment I was between her legs. Her breathing was laboured. Her pulse was throbbing through her body, dancing through her veins and arteries.
The lips of her vulva parted beneath my tongue, slicking with a mixture of my saliva and the wetness beginning to drip from her vagina. I could hear faint whispers from her, nearly inaudible and unintelligible. Her hand fumbled against the blankets in search for… the vibrator.
I took Scar’s hand in mine, lifting it slowly to her belly and holding it there. Within the grasp of my other palm, I pressed the vibe against her. The long, smooth toy moved against her in languid strokes, eliciting loud moans from Scarlett. With the tip pressed against her clitoris, her hips instantly began to lift, dropping down suddenly with a muffled cry.
I steadied her quivering body, unrelenting in the expert motions that were bringing her quickly to the point of no return. I wanted so much to watch her body melt into the ecstasy she so much deserved.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpered, face clenching up as she reached the precipice of orgasm. “That feels so good, don’t stop.”
I rubbed the tip back and forth along her vulva, sliding it inside of her just as she cried out. As her body shook, back arching as the climax reverberated through her body, I pressed a kiss to her trembling mouth.
