His Absolute Authority: A Scandalous Billionaire Love Story (Jessika, #3) Read Online Free

again.  He wrapped his free hand around my stomach, holding me close.
    "How do you like it?" he asked.  "In, like this, or...?"
    He pulled it out of me slowly, moving the vibrating ears away from my clit.  Before he removed it entirely, he pressed it back inside of me.  All the while, the gently circling shaft moved in me, side to side, up and down.
    "I... I like it in," I said.  "Just in.  I like the ears and the feeling of it inside me just like that.  You don't have to move it."
    "Just like this?" he asked.
    He held it there perfectly in place.  My body started to buzz, gaining rhythm with the vibrations from the sex toy.  "Yes, like that."
    It felt... different.  That was the only way I could think to describe it.  I loved having sex with Asher, but his cock didn't vibrate, you know?  Also, while he was very good at knowing how to give me pleasure, this was just something else entirely.  Vibrations and spinning and constant fullness mixed with the buzzing stimulation alongside my clit.
    "Asher, I'm really excited," I said.  "I mean, really really excited.  I'm not... I don't think it's going to be much..."
    Longer.  That's what I was going to say, except I lost my train of thought.  My palms pressed hard against the back wall of the shower.  I squeezed my fingertips against the slick, wet tiles of the shower wall.  I wanted more.  Biting my bottom lip, I pushed my hips back against the sex toy.  Asher held it tight in place and pushed it hard against me just as I pushed back.  I could feel his throbbing cock twitching and slapping against the back of my thighs and my butt.
    Oh, I wanted it.  I wanted his cock and the toy and...
    The toy started to die down.  It was only on the lowest setting to begin with, but I hadn't used it in forever, so the newfound sensation and excitement of the situation was more than enough for it to do a wonderful job, except it started to falter and slow, until it stopped altogether.
    Um... why?  I was close!  I was close to orgasm and I really liked that, except apparently not.
    "Asher," I said, frantic.  I didn't think I'd ever been more panicked about an impending orgasm in my life.  "I think the batteries died."
    "Fuck," he said.
    Yes, well, fuck.  That's exactly what I was thinking, too.
    He eased the toy out of me.  I didn't know what to do.  What were we going to do?  I needed this.  Yes, we were in a hurry, but he'd started something and I kind of wanted him to finish it, and...
    He thrust hard into me, filling me completely.  I took a deep breath and held it, forgetting to exhale.  Asher pulled out of me, then thrust back in.  He was behind me, forcing me forward with each thrust.  Water from the shower continued to splash around us, oblivious to our sexual desires.  I still had soap on my body.  Some of it had rinsed off naturally, but not all of it.  I had soap on my breasts and the front of my stomach and...
    "Hard, please, fast," I said.  "Asher, please, please, please."
    He kissed the back of my neck, grinning.  "What do you want?" he asked.
    "I was so close," I answered.  "Asher, I was so close.  So, so close."
    "Jessika," he said with a growl.  "What do you want?  Tell me."
    "I want to cum," I said.  "Please.  Asher, I want to.  You, too.  I want you to, also, but I really want to.  Please, please, make me cum."
    He pounded hard into me, then pulled out and thrust in even harder the next time.  I thought we were going to slip and fall, except my bath mat was apparently exceptional.  It really did give us some great footing.  I thought about that for all of half a second before returning to the task at hand.
    "Play with yourself," he said, growling his command.  While he held my hip with one hand, pushing into me with timed, even thrusts, he used his other hand to guide my fingers towards my clit.
    I accepted his command without thinking.  My fingers teased and rubbed roughly against my pleasure pearl, coaxing my orgasm