I was still trembling, my body weak and oversensitive, my breath uneven, when I felt Legend shift beside me. The silk restraints kept me helplessly bound, my legs spread and trembling, but the second I felt him move, my pulse spiked all over again. I barely had time to regain my breath before he reached into the nightstand again, pulling out something else. Something bigger. My hazy, pleasure-drunk gaze flickered downward, catching the shape of a different new toy in his hands.

I swallowed hard. It was a dildo. Long. Thick. Smooth and curved with a rotating shaft, and I already knew he was about to fuck my world up even more. Legend must’ve seen the realization on my face because his smirk turned wicked.

His fingers wrapped slowly around the base of the dildo, tilting it slightly, watching me the entire time as he turned it on. A deep, mechanical hum filled the room as the tip of it began to thrust, moving in slow, precise rotations. My thighs tensed.

And Legend? His ass just chuckled. Low. Sinful. Amused. “Damn,” he murmured, tilting his head slightly. “It hasn't even touched you yet.” I tried to close my legs on instinct, to escape the intensity of what was coming but Legend caught my knee, firm but patient, his grip commanding, possessive. “Uh-uh,” he grunted, his voice edged with dominance. “Spread wide for me, baby.”

I should have felt embarrassed, being so open, so exposed, and at his mercy. But the moment the words left his mouth, the second he issued that command, I obeyed. Without hesitation. Without question. I let my thighs fall open, completely revealing myself to him, my juice running down my thighs.

“Mmm,” Legend hummed, pleased, his gaze dragging over me like he was memorizing every inch. “Just like that.”

My wrists pulled against the silk, my body throbbing as he took his time. He ran the head of the dildo between my slick folds, coating it, teasing me, pressing just enough to make me squirm but not enough to give me real satisfaction.

I whimpered, my body already trembling in anticipation, but Legend wasn’t in a hurry. “Look at this pretty pussy,” he murmured, dragging the dildo against my pussy slowly. It was torturous. “So wet for a nigga.”

I whimpered, my head falling back against the pillows. “Legend...”

“Shh,” he soothed, pressing a soft, open-mouthed kiss to my inner thigh.

Then, with no warning, he pushed the dildo inside me. A sharp cry ripped from my throat as the thick, rotating shaft stretched me open, the deep, thrusting movement filling me completely in a way that sent a violent shockwave of pleasure through my entire body.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, my fingers curling helplessly in the silk restraints, my back arching off the bed.

Legend chuckled, shifting lower, his grip firm on my thigh, keeping me completely open for him. “That’s it,” he murmured, adjusting the setting on the dildo, making it deepen the thrusts, slow and deliberate.