The scent of her arousal filled the air. Feminine. Sweet. Musky. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the black vibrator first.
Vael's internal thoughts roared. She was wet. Her juice was dripping down to her ass crack.
Vessara clicked it on. The low hum filled the room, vibrating through her fingers. She pressed the tip to her clit, and her hips bucked instantly.
"Ahh—" A soft, needy moan escaped her lips.
Pleasure sparked sharply and immediately, her clit swelling under the relentless buzz. Juices leaked freely, coating her folds and the sheets beneath.
Vael watched, whiskey glass in his hand now. His cock throbbed painfully, straining against the zipper. The wet sounds from the little clicks as she rubbed the vibrator on her clit, her tits bouncing with every twitch, had him wanting to pin her down and fuck her right away. But no. He stayed in control. Watching.
