Lillian was bent over in his fridge again, wearing all her clothes this time. However, the biker shorts she wore did nothing to hide the shape of her pussy. Or what would’ve been her pussy, except he knew better, the Minecraft underwear flashing before his eyes briefly. Something was wrong with the view, and Brayden had a pretty good idea what. He grabbed her phone off the couch next to him and paused the music he could see her listening to over her air pods.

“Hey, can I unlock your phone, I want to send myself some of those pictures we took for Halloween?” He inquired innocently.

Lillian stood up and turned around plopping a carton of juice on the counter.

“Sure.” She responded, rattling off her password.

He noted it down and pressed play on her music again, then went on a mission. He was looking for a newer app, something that would appear innocuous. Maybe a pink or blue colour? The title would be vague as well. He almost burst out in song when the thing he was looking for appeared. He opened it discreetly and found a multitude of options.

He pressed one to make the toy he knew Lillian had gotten herself, buzz softly. A gasp fell out of her mouth, and she whipped her head to meet Brayden’s feral grin. He paused her music again.

“What on earth do you think -.” She stopped, and another unholy sound whispered out of her.

“Do you want me to stop?” Brayden teased.

Lillian’s eyes were wide and filled with arousal now as she tried to glare at him. She gripped the counter tightly as he made the toy pulsate deeper inside her. Lillian made to move around the island and maybe snatch the phone out of his hands, but Brayden sent the toy into an array of buzzing and pulsating that sent her to her knees as she rounded the corner. He stood and stepped to lean over her.

“I’m sorry. Too much?” He murmured hotly and stopped the toy completely.

Lillian whimpered at the loss of it, words out of her mouth before she could stop them.

“No please, don’t stop.” She begged pathetically.

Brayden’s eyes flared and he groaned out a sigh.

“Stand up.” He ordered gently.

She stood, slowly.

“Go in there, strip, and lay yourself down on his bed.” His own voice leaning towards begging.

Lillian nodded and shakily turned towards the bedroom. Another gasp broke through as Brayden let the toy pulsate as a reward. He followed behind her closely but stopped in front of the door.

“Go. And if its ever too much and you can’t take it anymore, just tell me.” He whispered, and with a wink he closed the door behind her.

Not 10 seconds later he was in her ear through the earbuds.

“Are you laying down yet?” He asked roughly.

He was already straining against his boxers, at the sound of her timid breaths over the mic. When no answer came, he tried again.

“Use your words.” His voice like gravel.

“Yes.” In a breathy voice was all he got back.

“You have to tell me, okay? When you’re about to finish, so I can help you.” His words gentle even though his breathing was ragged.

He heard her hum in reply. He had been letting the toy push in and out of her slowly since he’d closed the door. Slowly, he let the machines pace pick up.

“I want to hear you.” Brayden growled into his own microphone, having heard very little from her.

And like that, her panting and moans got louder and louder with each pulse of the toy inside her.

“Good, how does it feel love?” Brayden leaned against the doorframe with his forearm, resting his head against the muscled brace.

“Good, really good.”  Lillian whimpered over the phone.

“Can you get onto your hands and knees for me Ann?”

“Yes.” She cried.

Brayden couldn’t help the moan that slipped out. When she was ready, he forced the machine into a furious pace, and heard Lillian cover her mouth to muffle the near screaming gasps coming out of her.

“You sound so pretty like that love, please, I want to hear you.” Brayden begged.

A tiny, rasped whisper came from her.

“I’m going to cum Ben.” Each word broken by moans and gasps.

“Did I say you could? Try again.” He forced out.

“Ben please, can I cum? Please, let me cum.” She whined and whimpered.

“Cum for me Ann.” He whispered back.

Muffled shouts and sobs reached his ears from the phone and through the door.

“Don’t you dare take it out, I’m not done yet.” He growled over the phone.

He heard muffled sobs as she fought against the toy. He slowed it down to every couple of seconds.

“You did so good you can lay back down now. Just breathe my love, breathe.” He soothed over the line, “Will you cum for me again?”

A whimper came back over the line.

“I need to hear you say it.” He repeated.

“Yes.” She sobbed out.

“Deep breaths.” He could hear the way her body was jumping as sobs wrecked her through the door. “Just focus on my voice Ann. Let it build back up, slow, slow.” He instructed softly.

Brayden heard her breathing become deep and ragged, but slowed, her whimpers now soft moans.

“You’re doing so good. Can I speed it up now?” His voice hitching and gasps coming out of his own mouth.

“Yes, please.”

“So polite, good girl.” He ground out.

Her answering moans, dragging his own groan out.

“I like hearing you.” Lillian murmured between panting moans.

His hand fisting at her words, he clenched his eyes shut.

“I like hearing you too.” He murmured back. He increased the pace gently until it was close to the speed of her last climax.

“Ben.” She whined.

He hummed back, “Yes?”

“Will you cum with me?” She whimpered.

His breath hitched and he whimpered in turn.

“Will you help me through it?” He asked roughly.

“Yes.” She groaned back. “What – what do I do?”

“Just talk to me love.” He whispered.

“I’m imaging it’s you inside me right now.”

“I’m much bigger than that little thing.” He huffed out.

A small breathy laugh came from her too.

“I’m picturing you above me, your lips next to my ear instead. The way your fingers would feel around my throat.” Every couple of words punctuated by gasps or moans.

“What do they feel like?” He half choked out.

“Big, and strong, and firm, helping hold me still while you stroke inside me.” Gasping met his ears.

“Ann.” He moaned.

“Can I cum for you again?” Lillian hissed beggingly.

“Yes.” He barely choked out before his fist hit the door once, hard. He let out a guttural sound as he came. Never even touching himself, just the sound of her sending him over the edge. He heard her own climax follow quickly after; he slowed the toy down to milk it out of her. Her wrecked sobs echoing in his ears as he heard her through the door and over the phone.

“Pl – please, no more.” He heard her cry.

He shut the toy off immediately and cooed softly to her.

“You did so good my love.” Just soft soothing sounds whispered to her over the phone.

He could hear her moving about the room, slowly. He wasn’t expecting it when the bedroom door flew open. Her face was red, and trails of tears ran down her face. Her clothes absently thrown on. Her eyes were still clouded, and he could see her whole-body trembling. His own face was flushed, his eyes half lidded as he leaned over her in the doorway, his breath still panting out of him. Her eyes danced down to his groin, where a wet spot soaked through. He shut his eyes in shame. He felt her fingers reaching for it. He gripped her wrist quickly, standing upright over her. His eyes were hazy looking down at her.

“Not yet, not until I win.” He gasped out.

His skin was red hot on hers. Lillian’s eyes met his openly.

“Okay.” She whispered back.

“I – I do want to hold you though, after I clean myself up, if you wouldn’t mind?” He murmured shyly, bringing her fingers to his lips, letting the words dust over her knuckles.

Lillian nodded and glanced behind her. Brayden’s eyes followed hers.

“Just give me the towel, I’ll wash it before he even knows it’s gone.”

Brayden spied the blue toy wrapped up in the crumpled towel she had laid over the bed. Lillian just silently nodded again. He dropped a kiss on the top of her head before he turned away.

He dropped her phone on the couch as he passed rushing into the bathroom, stripping himself quickly, cleaning himself up and using a towel to dart back into his own room, pulling on clean underwear and sweats. He took one second to sit on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands.

He raked his hands through his hair furiously. Maybe it was because he hadn’t fucked properly in months. More likely it was because listening to her beg him for real, and not some fantasy voice, he had cum without even trying.

He felt heat rising in his cheeks again, at the way Lillian reached for him, for the cum that soaked through his pants, like a teenager. She wasn’t disgusted, she wanted to feel him, maybe even feel it between her fingers. He groaned again at the very thought and heaved himself off the bed.

He tip-toed into the living room. Lillian wasn’t there yet. He spied the towel on the floor just outside James’ bedroom door, and gathered it up, throwing it in a wash with his own soiled clothes. He gathered up water and a blanket to make a nest on the living room couch and found himself waiting for her.

Just another minute later, she poked her head out the door and spied him relaxed on the couch. She was wearing a tiny little tank top, where he could see her nipples peak through, and a pair of baggy sweats. He shot her a devilish grin. Returning to his usual teasing seemed the easiest. Her eyes sparkled happily at the prospect as she shuffled slowly into the room. He could see her hands and legs still shaking. When Lillian sat down next to him, he could feel the muscles in her thighs quivering.

They arranged themselves gently, she sat between his thighs, with a pillow between her back and his chest, wrapped in a big blanket. Brayden finally worked up the courage to say something.

“You did such a good job, you know. Is there anything I can get for you?” He whispered in her ear tightly, his breath tickling the shell of her ear and neck.

She trembled and shook her head, blushing.

“I bet even the neighbours heard you.” Brayden teased.

“No!?” Lillian gasped loudly covering her mouth. “I wasn’t, I couldn’t have been that loud.” She pleaded.

Brayden’s confidence roused.

“Oh, I’m most certain you were. Louder than I’ve heard in a while.” He added teasingly.

Lillian smacked his chest lightly and curled back into the nest they’d made.

“I’ll simply die of embarrassment.”

“Don’t do that, besides, it was such a good performance. I’ll probably think about it again later.” Brayden winked.

Lillian swore at him, and he laughed, wrapping his arms around her tightly. They turned something simple on, happy to doze in each other’s warmth.

“I’ve never done anything like that before.” He heard her whisper.

“Hmm, neither have I.” He reaffirmed, dropping a couple kisses into her hair, nuzzling her closer.