“I know you,” I assure him, mouth going slack as he grips my wrist, guiding the toy to his hole where he’s still slick from earlier. My other hand wraps around his cock, stroking a few times before pressing the tip of the vibrator inside of him, still on low.

It sinks in slowly, swallowed by his body, and I stare down in fascination, chest heaving as I shift closer to him. Once it’s halfway in, I pause and look up at his face, thumbing at the wet head of his cock.

“How’s that feel?” I ask breathlessly, leaning over him and biting my bottom lip. “You look so gorgeous, Oliver.”