Captured by Melinda Barron

you use it.”
    “Rugoff.” Shyness soaked into her even though they’d fucked like bunnies for the last day and a half. She’d never used a vibrator in front of someone before. It was a private thing she did when no one else was around.
    “Show me, or I’ll never spank you again, and I can tell by how wet your core is that you enjoyed that very much.”
    She huffed out an angry breath. “That’s blackmail, and on top of that, it’s just plain mean.”
    “Do it.” Oh lord, she loved it when he used that deep, commanding voice. It was exactly what she thought a romance hero sounded like, only he was flesh and blood.
    Using the vibrator in front of him would force her to lose every inhibition she’d ever felt. But it would be worth it. He moved off her and she felt his loss acutely, until she saw him sitting with his back against the wall, watching her. He fisted his cock, then licked his lips as he looked held up with vibrator with the other.
    “Come and get it.”
    Her senses reeled at the invitation. “What can I have? The vibrator, or your cock?”
    “You can have the cock once you’re one with the vibrator. Not before.”
    Spurred on by the idea of her reward, Venise hurried to her hands and knees and crawled toward him, snatching the vibrator from his hand and lying down so that he had a perfect view of her pussy. She spread her legs before switching the vibrator to high.
    Its whirring sound made her shiver, and when she touched it to her clit, she didn’t know how she held back the need to come. She undulated her hips as she moved it around her hardened bud. She could hear Rugoff’s labored breathing and she had no doubt his gaze never left her.
    She moved the vibrator around, determined to let the feeling build, to keep the show going for him.
    “Wider.” She obeyed, running her free hand over her breast. “You’re glistening with the need to be filled. Can that tiny thing please you?”
    “It does the job unless I have the real thing.” She wiggled her hips as she moved the vibrator again. She hit the right spot and soared as her orgasm peaked.
    “Rugoff! Fuck me, please.” Her hips rocked back and forth of their own accord as if seeking out a male body to slide between them. “Please!”
    His hands were on her thighs now, stroking her. The vibrator still whirled between her legs but she no longer held it on her clit. It teased her swollen lips, making her want to feel him inside her even more than she had before.
    “Rugoff.” Her voice was soft now, pleading. “I’m begging you.”
    He lowered himself onto her, sliding his length against her folds. “Do you really want me inside you?”
    “Yes.” He folded her legs, grasping her around the ankles.
    “Keep the vibrator tight between your folds.” He slipped inside her the minute the words were out of his mouth, then started to thrust setting a slow pace that she thought of as sweet torture.
    He’d slid into her, lowering his head to capture her lips in a deep, searing kiss, his tongue invading her mouth and making her feel as if they were one. When he pulled back out, he lifted his mouth from hers and stared down into her eyes.
    She kept the vibrator placed next to her clit, afraid if she touched it directly she would shoot off again, and she wasn’t ready for that yet. She was afraid if she climaxed he would take it as a sign that she was ready for things to end, and she was nowhere near ready.
    He captured her lips on a down thrust, his body moving the vibrator over just a tic. It touched her clit, sending the climax she’d been holding onto soaring through her veins. He captured her scream as she came and she tightened around him. At the same time she screamed, she felt him pulse inside her as he reached his peak.
    Their moans of pleasure mixed until they sounded as if it they were coming from one voice. He lifted his lips from hers long enough to catch his breath. She’d barely felt air enter her lungs when he kissed her