Nostrils flaring, she circled Lucy’s clit with the pad of her thumb, enticing a whimper out of her. High on lust, Kelly buried her upper body between Lucy’s legs, working her to the edge with her fingers and tongue.

Once Lucy was squirming, panting, and gasping for release, Kelly backed off, not ready to grant her an orgasm just yet.

When Kelly extricated herself and stood, the bed groaned as if protesting on Lucy’s behalf.

Much to her delight, Lucy didn’t complain. Her submission robbed Kelly of breath. She’d played before, of course, but never with such a willing partner.

Anticipation zinged through Kelly’s veins as she retrieved the new toy out of her bedside drawer. She hiked her foot up on the edge of the bed and positioned the bulbous end at her entrance. Instantly, her arousal coated the surface, giving the smooth, blue silicon a polished appearance. Spreading her labia, Kelly slid the toy into place. It was cool but quickly warmed, matching the heat of her core.

Feeling empowered, Kelly glanced at the phallus jutting proudly from between her legs.

“Do you know what a Feeldoe is, Lucy-Lou?”

“Yes, Miss Kel.”

That wasn’t the reply Kelly had expected, considering the only other woman Lucy had slept with, Candy, sounded like a pillow princess.

Banishing those thoughts, Kelly asked the bigger question.

“Ever been fucked with one?”

“No, Miss.”

“Would you like to be?”

A whimper. “Yes, please.”

At the same time as Kelly moved to the foot of the bed, Lucy rolled onto her side.

“No! Don’t move,” Kelly snapped.

Lucy froze, and Kelly envisioned her eyes flying open behind the blindfold.

She put a reassuring hand on Lucy’s shoulder and softened her tone. “I’m going to pin you to the bed with the weight of my body, then take you from behind.”

Desire tingled under Kelly’s skin. She squeezed her muscles, loving the feel of the toy lodged snuggly inside her.

Earlier, she’d considered cutting a hole in an old pair of pantyhose, wearing them over top to help hold the Feeldoe in place. But, confident her vaginal muscles were strong enough, she hadn’t bothered.

“Don’t think, just feel. Like I said, I’m going to take you back in time. Do you trust me to do that, Lucy?”

A crease formed between Lucy’s eyebrows as she, no doubt, pondered the meaning of Kelly’s words.

That was all she was getting though. Having the element of surprise on her side was one of the things Kelly loved about being in control.

“Yes,” Lucy said, gooseflesh pebbling her skin. “I trust you.”

Kelly kissed a burning trail up the inside of Lucy’s thighs.

She stopped when she reached the apex, drinking in the sight of her glistening labia.

“So wet.”