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Dirty Talk / Toys

He's away a lot and sometimes, sometimes her fingers aren't enough.

Penelope sighed and glanced at the clock on the bedside table. In bright red numbers, it read 3:47… she had to be up in a few hours to go to work, but she couldn't sleep. Her mind was too awake, buzzing and her body seemed to tingle.

It had been like this for the past three nights, ever since he'd been away.

He rang her daily, sometimes twice, telling her he missed her and how difficult it was being away from her. She knew the feeling.

The bed felt bigger without him here, heating up her up with his obscene body heat. The flat seemed quieter without him humming to himself or just generally moving about it in. The office wasn't the same without him sticking his head in to make some annoying remark to her. She missed him terribly.

But this is what the job was about.

Luke often travelled, he had to for the job. He had to make sure that the bad people got locked up and innocent people were saved. But that didn't mean she didn't miss him something chronic.

Especially now.

Especially when she knew there was only one thing that would calm her body… but she didn't have access to it. It was tucked safely away in Luke's jeans as he worked on a case hundreds of miles from her.

She rammed a pillow over her face to try and stop the thoughts of his rather large appendage creeping into her mind.

The more she tried to ignore it, the harder it became. She remembered the night before he went, they'd made love on the couch before falling into the bedroom and onto the bed, Penelope riding him until she came so fiercely that she screamed and she hoped her neighbours wouldn't call the police.

She felt the tips of her nipples harden at the memory and her thighs desperately rub together in an effort to appease the pressure that was brimming in her lower stomach.

Unable to take it anymore she plunged her hand under her nightdress and between her thighs, putting some much-needed pressure on her throbbing clit.

"Ah…" she hissed, the pleasure starting immediately. She didn't wait to increase her pace, she started furiously, moving her hand so hard the bed began to shake and creak.

Faster and faster she rubbed her clit, using her own pubic bone to stimulate her further.

She closed her eyes and thought of Luke. Thoughts of his hands when they grabbed at her breasts and thighs. Thoughts of his mouth as it kissed her lips and ravaged her neck. Thoughts of his cock, pumping in and out of her until eventually, he came deep inside her, his hot seed leaking out of her pulsating hole.

But it wasn't enough. She was on the edge, she could feel it. Her orgasm was so close and yet so far.

Her eyes pinged open and she moved her hand faster, so fast it began to cramp.

"Fuck!" she hissed, her hand dropping uselessly at her side, breasts still tingle and clit alive with pleasure.

Penelope glanced a look at her bedside table. She couldn't, could she?

Damn him - she would.

She leaned across the bed and opened the bottom drawer of her bedside table. It was empty, bar for one thing; her yellow vibrator. It hadn't seen much use since she began dating Luke… well, at least not as much as it used to. He'd more than satisfied her in the bedroom. So much so that now her fingers didn't provide enough relief, she needed something similar to his cock to please her.

She took out the silicon cock and licked her lips. She was going to enjoy this.

She pressed the cock into her, not needing anytime to prepare herself she was already that wet.

She closed her eyes and started the vibrations on the lowest setting first, shuddering as they travelled the length of her body.

Pushing the cock further into her, she let the vibrations hum through her, adjusting her body to this new pleasure before she increased them once more.

"Ungh…" she cried, her back beginning to arch.

She turned her head into the pillow and moaned, slowly twisting the plastic cock in and out of her body. It wasn't Luke. But it was the next best thing.

Her thoughts turned to him - Luke. Everything about him was wonderful, his smile, his laugh, his body and he had a heart of gold to boot.

The pressure began to build in the pit of her stomach. It made her thighs shake and travelled down her legs, calves clenching and toes curling as she reached her body.

Her mouth opened in a silent cry and her body arched from the bed as if she were possessed.

It felt like she remained suspended there for a few seconds until her body fell back to the bed.

Gingerly, she turned the vibrator off and pulled it from her now satisfied body.

She put it on the bedside cabinet. She'd clean it in the morning. For now, though, she was going to fall into a blissful sleep, body and mind both fulfilled for the first time in three nights.