My finger was rolling around my clit now, rubbing it in circles.

“You want that tongue, baby?” he murmured. “I love your little asshole.” I found myself aching to play with my new toy, to feel it filling me again, that heavenly vibration running all through me. Of course, I couldn’t do that and still hear John. I remembered what Kelly had said at the gym, about “rolling over and helping him.”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s it,” he moaned, and I could hear that his cock was slick.

I rolled toward him and I heard him stop. He was trying to control his breathing. I waited for a moment and he started again, whispering something else I couldn’t hear.

My pussy was aching, and I edged a little closer to him, touching my legs and feet to his.

He stopped again, turning his head toward me. “Tara?” he whispered.

“Yeah,” I murmured, sliding a hand over his hard, flat belly under the covers. His hand was still wrapped around his stiff cock and I moved my hand over his, sliding up and down. “Don’t stop.”

“I-” He started to say something but I leaned over and licked his nipple.

“I love listening to you touch yourself,” I whispered, tracing circles in the dark.

He moaned, his hand moving again, moving my hand with his, up and down his shaft.

“That’s so hot,” I whispered. “You make me so wet.”

He groaned again, turning his face to me and searching for my mouth. I kissed him, our tongues mingled wetness and heat.

“I want to show you something.” I leaned over and pulled open my night table drawer. I found the vibrator, and switched on the low light next to the bed. John was squinting at me, and I smiled as I turned back to him, holding my toy.

His jaw dropped. Then he grinned. “Wow.”

“Do you wanna watch me play?” I pressed the button and made the little hummingbird vibrate. “You can play, too, while you watch me. Maybe we can come together.”