Diana
“Brrrrrrrrrrrr” The soft, steady vibration fills the quiet bedroom the moment I press the rose against my c**t. The petals seal over the swollen bud and the suction pulls tight, and a sharp breath rushes out of me before I can stop it.
“Mmnh…”
My hips lift off the mattress on pure reflex. One hand braces against the headboard; the other keeps the toy locked in place while the low vibration travels straight through me. Heat blooms low in my belly. I rock into it slowly at first, testing the pressure, letting the pleasure build in thick, lazy waves instead of chasing it.
Vrrrrrrrr…
The sound stayed constant this time, almost soothing, until I tilt the angle and the suction deepens. My thighs tremble. A wet sound joins the vibration as my body answers. I bite down on my lower lip
