Perfect Fit - Scene 2

She pins him flat to the bed, thighs locked around his head, and lowers herself until his mouth disappears beneath her. Red hair spills over her shoulders as she grinds down slow and steady, feeling his tongue push up to meet her. The metal ring in her nipple catches the light when she leans forward, yanking his head tighter against her wet heat. She takes the strap from the drawer and buckles it on without getting up. The harness sits snug on her hips, the thick toy bobbing between her legs as she strokes his face with one hand and strokes the length with the other. He opens for it. She pushes inside until his lips stretch around the base, then pulls back and drives in again, keeping the rhythm tight with every thrust of her hips. A slender vibrator rests on the sheets. She picks it up, presses the buzzing tip against her clit while she fucks his mouth, her free hand still gripping his hair. The orgasm builds fast. Her thighs tremble, her breath shortens, and when it hits she stays pressed down, riding it out, the toy still buried deep in his throat.