Tethered (Book Two of The Invisible String Series)

The Proposal: Part Two

Lizzie leans forward, pressing her covered torso against my chest, the fabric of her dress dragging across my already hardened nipples as her lips ghost against mine. Her hair falls from where it had been tucked over her shoulder, creating a curtain around us. "Say it."

I swallow harshly, hesitating, only to feel my fiancée's hips rock against me once more, forcing the words from my mouth. "M-mommy."

Lizzie lets out a loud moan and slides the lower half of her body down, using her free hand to position the strap at her entrance. "That's right, princess. Now you get to watch Mommy fuck herself on your dick."

Realizing that this is my punishment, I bite down on my bottom lip harshly as I watch her slowly sink her hips down, the toy disappearing inch by inch as she lets out a low moan that echoes around us. "Oh god."

Slowly, but surely, the toy bottoms out inside of her, our hips finally flush, and it takes all of what little self-control I have not to buck my hips upwards as Lizzie lets out a grunt. I tear my eyes away from where we're pressed together to see her head hung forward, her free hand resting her weight against my sternum. For a moment she doesn't say anything and doesn't move and I can feel the worry start to build up. "Lizzie? Are you okay?"

Finally the blonde lifts her head and meets my gaze, nodding as her chest heaves. "I'm fine, princess. I'm still not used to it. I just needed a second."

"We don't have to use it."

Lizzie gives me a soft smile, and slides the hand on my sternum up my body until she caresses my cheek. "I want to. Are you okay if we keep going?"

I nod, sucking a breath in when her hand slides back down and her fingers wrap around my neck, not very tight, just enough to apply a bit of pressure that sends a wave of pleasure straight down to my already aching core. "Tell me if you want me to stop at any point, okay?"

Gulping, I nod again, keeping my eyes locked on her own as she lifts her hips seconds before slamming them down, the both of us letting out matching moans.

"I need verbal consent, princess."

I quickly nod, unable to stop myself as my hips buck upwards, earning me a gasp from the woman on top of me. "Okay."

The fingers around my neck tighten ever so slightly causing me to moan once more as Lizzie's lust-filled gaze meets my own. "Okay, what?"

"Okay, Mommy."

The blonde lets out an appreciative hum and begins a slow rhythm of rocking herself on the toy, her voice husky as she speaks through her pleasure. "That's right, baby girl. Just sit back and enjoy the show."

I begin matching Lizzie's pace, rolling my hips up to meet hers, the toy grinding deliciously against my clit each time I do. And with every moan and gasp she lets out, my own follow until I can't tell which ones belong to whom. I'm far more concerned with chasing my own pleasure.

The familiar coil in my lower abdomen tightens, and I let out a whimper as I realize that I'm dangerously close to falling over the edge. "M-mommy, please! I-I'm so close! Please l-let me touch you!"

Lizzie releases my hands and my neck from her vice grip, and my hands automatically shoot down to grab her hips just as her now free hands settle on the bed on either side of me. "Don't cum yet, princess. I'm almost there. I want to cum with you."

I let out a breathy moan, trying to hold my impending orgasm back as I use my grip on her hips to flip us over, the older woman now underneath me. Lizzie lets out a gasp of surprise and glares up at me, her hair spread out on my pillow like a halo of golden blonde locks. She looks like an absolute vision, angry eyes and all. "What the fuck, Y/N?!"