Donna sighs contently, feeling the tension leave her body almost immediately as Harvey expertly works the knots in her neck and shoulders.
He saw her cracking and massaging her neck when she came out of the shower, getting herself ready for bed in front of his large bathroom mirror. Their bathroom mirror actually. Harvey was already sitting in bed, scrolling on his phone, waiting for her to join him under the duvet.
"Come here," he had suggested, "let me help you with that."
Donna was all too happy to comply with his request and positioned herself between his legs, letting his hands work his magic on her.
And work their magic they did. Now she's relaxing more and more into his body, gradually letting him take all the weight off her shoulders - literally and figuratively.
Eventually, when he deems his job done for the moment, Harvey's hands wrap around Donna's waist to pull his favorite redhead even closer to him and then sneak under the hem of her silky top to feel her skin beneath his fingertips, his mouth beginning to place featherlight kisses along her throat, lightly sucking on the sensitive skin. The scent of her body lotion tickles his nostrils.
His touches quickly turn more intentional to the point where he pushes her panties down her legs and instructs her to spread her legs apart and make herself more comfortable in his arms.
Donna hums and closes her eyes, her heartbeat quickening from the anticipation. She's longing for his touch, longing to relax further and float into oblivion, and so she leans her back more into his front, letting her legs fall apart and rest on Harvey's thighs, giving herself completely to him.
Harvey takes his time to explore and caress every inch of her soft, warm skin, his large palms brushing ever so slightly along her inner thighs, hips and belly up to her breasts, where he rubs her hardened nipples gently. Moving down again, he focuses his caresses on the valley between her legs and mound, paying some extra attention to her smooth outer lips as he skims both sides with delicate touches before he moves further down to the underside of her butt cheeks that he knows is extra sensitive to his touch. The low hum vibrating in her throat confirms as much.
As he moves back to stroke along her inner thighs, Donna surrenders completely to his touch. While she had followed the movement of his hands intently with her eyes before, she now closes them, resting her head against his shoulder, relishing in the sensations and the fact that there's not even the slightest rush in his ministrations, a sign that he is enjoying this just as much as she does.
By now, Harvey's touches are exclusively focused on the area around her pussy, and as the minutes go by and Donna unwinds more and more, her breathing gets heavier and she turns her head to nibble Harvey's pulse point, moaning in his ear to give him a taste of what he is doing to her.
Massaging her outer folds with two fingers of each hand, Harvey can't help but groan at how soft her skin is and how swollen her pussy seems to be already. Now and then he asks her if this is good or that feels nice and she only ever sighs in pure pleasure as a reply.
Eventually, Harvey slithers one finger down to her perineum to tease her a bit more and add to the sensation. Finding the area all wet and slick he groans "Fuck Donna, you're dripping out already. And I haven't even touched you properly yet."
"Doesn't matter," Donna mutters, the newly discovered spot an onslaught of pleasure. "You're turning me on so much already."
After sticking with his circular movements for a while longer, Harvey guides his finger up to her entrance, finding more slickness leaking from her. "Mhhh, so wet and hot," he breathes in her ear and Donna's hips buck forward involuntarily in search of more contact.
The reaction spurs him on and Harvey intensifies his movements as he begins to play with her entrance, spreading her open with both hands, causing Donna to squirm in his arms.
"Harvey, please," she begs impatiently, still waiting for him to finally touch her where she needs him the most.
"What do you want, Donna?" he asks calmly and Donna snorts at the absurdity of his question. "Touch my clit already, Harvey. Come on."
Harvey smirks smugly to himself as he moves both index fingers along the crest of her folds, clearly feeling her clit peeking through. He pulls her labia apart to expose the bundle of nerves, causing her pelvis to push upwards once more.
With a self-satisfied huff, he finally taps her clit repeatedly with the pad of his right index and then brings it to her mouth, hoarsely demanding her to suck it. Once he deems the digit properly wet he brings it back down between her legs, starting to circle her clit.
Donna moans loudly at the desired touch, her hands digging into the flesh of Harvey's thigh. Encouraged by her reaction, Harvey really gets to work then, only massaging her clit at first but then gradually including her whole pussy, exploring all the different spots with any motion he can think of.
He splits the purpose of both hands and sinks one finger into her tight center, slowly fucking her a bit, using the fluid he collects there to further lubricate the outer parts of her pussy all the way to her perineum, causing the sounds that escape her throat to grow louder, deeper, unbridled.
Donna is feeling boneless, a glorious void in her head, halfway on her way to orgasm but not yet there. And she decides that she still wants more. "Can you finger my ass please?" she gasps and Harvey's breath hitches at her blunt request.
"I have a better idea," he states and Donna whines at the loss of contact as Harvey reaches for their bedside table.
However, when he reveals a piece from their small but exquisite sex toy collection, her eyes grow wider and a smirk spreads on her face. They haven't used the tiny black butt plug often yet, but every single time is well remembered by the two of them.
"Okay?"
"Oh yeah," Donna moans before Harvey lets her suck the toy to wet it with her saliva, his other hand already moving to tease her clit again.
Soon he brings the cone-shaped plug to her butt hole, starting to insert the slim tip, all gentle and careful.
Donna's mouth falls open and she gasps at the unfamiliar intrusion, feeling that she needs some time to adjust and get used to it again. "Slow," she tells him and he obeys, warily sinking the toy deeper, paying attention to her every reaction, careful not to cause her any pain.
"Stop there," she says once the penetration becomes uncomfortable and Harvey does stop right away, now gently circling the toy instead of pushing it deeper, rhythmically massaging her pussy for constant stimulation.
And after a while, Donna can feel her muscle relax more as it's getting used to the stretch again and she encourages him to go further by moaning "More," now eager to feel the toy fill her completely.
"Keep pushing," she instructs Harvey who does exactly what she asks for, pushing the toy in a way that has it sink deeper super slow, bit by bit, giving her enough time to adjust.
"Oh fuck," Donna sighs when Harvey's other hand intensifies the rubs on her clit, wanting her muscles to relax even further.
"Mh, keep pushing," she tells him again, ready to take it all in now. "Ungh yes, don't let go."
Soon enough, even the last inch of the toy disappears in her heat, immediately embraced by the tight walls of her back door. "God, this feels fucking amazing," Donna gasps loudly, her head falling back further.
Harvey finds his senses being more and more clouded as his own need grows with every passing second, but he is determined to stay fully focused on Donna and her pleasure alone.
Looping one finger in the sling at the end of the toy, he doubles down on his ministrations, moving it back and forth while he rubs her whole pussy with four fingers of his other hand. Sensing how the dual sensation is driving Donna insane, he watches with hooded eyes how she reaches for her breasts to pinch a nipple, accompanied by a loud moan.
Eventually, Harvey stills the movement of the plug, keeping a light, constant pull he remembers she loved during their previous sessions with the toy.
"Oh fuck yes, just like that. The pressure is fucking perfect," she exclaims, proving his point. She's squirming in his arms, and Harvey almost loses his mind from her level of arousal. And his own. "It feels so glorious. Don't stop, please."
And of course, he doesn't. He keeps going, careful not to put too much vigor on her clit in order to prolong her orgasm just a little bit longer, knowing all too well that it will be goddamn worth it.
Donna can feel the waves growing higher nonetheless, her climax now slowly but irreversibly approaching, Harvey's measured movements driving her nuts as she's literally on the brink of exploding.
"I'm so close, Harvey. Make me come," she whines and a second later adds out of breath "Yes, I'm coming. Oooooh god."
Just in time, Harvey quickly retreats the plug from her ass completely, providing an unexpected extra to her pleasure and the pressure not only pushes her over the edge completely but also intensifies her orgasm tenfold as her rim is clenching tightly around the sudden void.
Harvey keeps rubbing and caressing her softly, all the way through her peak, until she turns jelly between his legs, wearily burying her face in the crook of his neck, relishing in the glorious daze, waiting for her feet to touch the ground again.