Diana

“Brrrrrrrrrrrr” the soft, steady vibration fills the quiet bedroom the moment I press the rose against my clit. 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...