She bit her lower lip, already feeling the slow heat building between her thighs just from holding the toy.
The sleek, curved silicone was smooth and slightly cool against her palm, promising the kind of relief she desperately needed tonight.
"I'm not going to think about you," she muttered again, voice breathy and unconvincing even to herself. "Not tonight, you arrogant bastard."
But the second she switched the toy on, the low, insistent buzz humming to life, her mind betrayed her completely. It was him. His dark eyes, his smug smirk, the way his voice dropped when he knew he had her exactly where he wanted her.
She leaned back deeper into the warm bathwater, letting it lap gently over her breasts.
Her nipples were already stiff, pebbled from the combination of steam and anticipation. Slowly, teasingly, she parted her thighs wider beneath the surface, the water caressing her slick folds as she did.
The first press of the vibrating head against her inner thigh made her shiver. She dragged it upward inch by inch, letting the pulses tease her sensitive skin until she finally, finally pressed it firmly against her swollen clit.
"Ahh—fuck…" The moan slipped out instantly, low and needy. Her hips jerked involuntarily as sharp pleasure shot straight through her core. "Mmm… yes…"
She circled the toy slowly at first, savoring the way the strong vibrations made her clit throb and swell even more. Her free hand slid up her wet body, cupping one heavy breast and rolling the nipple between her fingers, pinching just hard enough to sting.
"Shit… that feels so good," she whispered to the empty bathroom, eyes fluttering half-closed. In her mind it wasn't her own fingers — it was his mouth sucking hard on her nipple while his hand worked between her legs. "You'd love seeing me like this, wouldn't you? Pathetic little slut getting off thinking about you…"
The dirty words falling from her own lips only made her wetter. She pressed the toy harder against her clit, rubbing it in tight, firm circles. Her breathing grew ragged, little gasps and whimpers escaping with every pass.
"Ohhh… fuck, right there…" Her voice cracked into a higher-pitched moan as the pleasure intensified. Her thighs started to tremble. She could feel how slick she was, her pussy aching to be filled. "Mmm—ahh! God, I'm so wet already…"
She kept the toy buzzing relentlessly on her clit for another long minute, hips rolling up to meet it, chasing the building pressure. The bathwater splashed softly against the sides of the tub with every small movement. Her head fell back against the cool porcelain, lips parted as she panted.
But she needed more.
With a shaky breath, she slid the vibrating toy lower, teasing the swollen lips of her pussy before pressing the thick head against her entrance. She pushed it inside slowly, inch by inch, feeling herself stretch around the girth.
"Nngh—oh my god…" A deep, throaty moan tore from her throat as the toy filled her. The vibrations traveled through her inner walls, making her clench greedily around it. "Fuuuck… so full… just like that…"
She began to fuck herself with it, sliding the toy in and out in long, deliberate strokes. Each thrust made wet, obscene sounds beneath the water that only turned her on more. Her other hand moved back to her clit, rubbing frantic little circles in time with the thrusts.
"Yes… yes… harder," she gasped out loud, imagining his cock slamming into her instead, his hips snapping against hers. "Fuck me like you mean it, you bastard… make me scream for you."
Her pace quickened. The toy plunged deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside her with every stroke. Her moans grew louder, less controlled — raw, breathy cries echoing off the tiled walls.
"Ahh—ahh—fuck! Right there… don't stop…" Her back arched sharply, breasts rising out of the water, nipples glistening. She pinched one hard again, the sharp pain mixing deliciously with the overwhelming pleasure.
"Mmm—I'm so close already daddy… shit…"
Her thighs shook harder. The coil of heat in her belly tightened unbearably, winding tighter and tighter with every thrust and every swirl of her fingers on her swollen clit. She could feel her pussy fluttering around the toy, gripping it desperately.
"Oh god… oh fuck, I'm gonna cum…" Her voice broke into a whimpering whine. "Please—please let me cum… I need it so bad…"
She fucked herself faster, the toy driving in and out with wet, sloppy sounds. Her fingers rubbed her clit in tight, desperate strokes. The vibrations, the fullness, the filthy fantasy of him watching her, degrading her, praising her — it all crashed over her at once.
Her entire body tensed.
A loud, broken cry ripped from her throat as the orgasm slammed into her. "Fuuuuck—yes! I'm cumming… oh my god, I'm cumming so hard—ahhh!"
Her walls clenched violently around the toy, pulsing again and again as waves of intense pleasure ripped through her. Her hips bucked wildly, splashing water over the edge of the tub. Her toes curled, legs shaking uncontrollably while she rode every pulse, every aftershock.
Even as the first orgasm began to fade, she didn't stop. She kept the toy buried deep inside her, grinding it against that sensitive spot while her fingers kept working her oversensitive clit.
"Mmm—still… still so good," she moaned, voice hoarse. "Don't stop… I want another one… fuck, I need more…"
She chased the second peak relentlessly, panting and whimpering, lost in the fantasy of him pinning her down and using her until she couldn't think straight. Her moans turned into desperate, filthy babbling.
"Yes… just like that… use me… make this pussy yours… ahh—fuck, I'm close again already…"
The second orgasm hit her even harder, ripping a guttural, almost sobbing moan from her chest. Her vision whited out for a moment as her body convulsed, pussy gushing around the toy in rhythmic spasms. She cried out his name without meaning to, the sound raw and broken in the steamy air.
When it finally ebbed, she collapsed back against the tub, chest heaving, the toy still buzzing softly inside her as she trembled through the aftershocks. Her legs felt like jelly. A lazy, satisfied smile tugged at her lips even as she whispered breathlessly to the empty room:
"Damn you… I hate you."
What she didn't know was, Alessandro was going through his fair share.