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You were lonely.
Lonely and aroused.
A terrible combination for someone who had been without a boyfriend for the last few weeks. The dating apps were providing less than stellar options and you were growing increasingly frustrated. At this rate, you just needed a good fuck and were almost in desperation. You needed something, and you needed something now .
Unfortunately, you were left with the now unsatisfying option of using your fingers. You had been musing with the idea of treating yourself to a sex toy or two but had chickened out every time. Although even with the big-name shopping websites shipping quickly, nothing would ship in time for your immediate need. You could go out to a bar and hope to get lucky, but that just sounded like too much work for very little payout. It was a Saturday afternoon, there was no way that there would be choice options at this hour anyway.
You had played with yourself in the shower, enjoying the removable showerhead to its fullest extent. It just couldn’t push you over the edge. You had tried, relentlessly. You had tried until the water ran cold and you admitted defeat with grit to your teeth. Drying off you had slipped into your black silk robe with lace trim and collapsed onto your bed in a huff.
Picking up your phone you scrolled through your contacts. Not even a decent option for some “friends with benefits” action. You were just going to have to think outside the box. What about something at any of the local stores? You seem to remember someone online having a conniption about seeing sex toys at their local pharmacy.
That’s it. Immediately you opened your personal shopper app and skimmed through local pharmacies. You were finally in luck. One nearby had a few options and you added two to your cart along with some chocolates, just in case this whole ordeal was not as satisfying as you were hoping.
You hesitated for the longest time on the “checkout” button. You had debated going into the store yourself but you didn’t want to bother with getting dressed and then dealing with the utmost embarrassment of checking out. Might as well have someone else deal with that. At least you were offering a rather large tip in compensation. Swallowing the dry lump in your throat, you managed to complete the checkout. Now you were praying that a woman got your order and understood what you were after.
With a sigh, you settled back into your pillow to await your order. Might as well continue the sexual tease with some smutty fiction you had saved on your phone for just such an occasion. Keep up the enticement and have that fire continue to burn.
You were squirming against the bedding as the story was getting to a particularly steamy part when you got the alert that your order was currently being shopped for. Opening the app in pure curiosity, your heart suddenly stopped when you read the distinctly male name of your shopper.
Obi-Wan.
Dammit.
You cursed to yourself and flushed with embarrassment. Fuck, what an overload of pure awkwardness. Maybe he would drop your sultry horde of toys at the door and run. Although it was then that the status of your order moved to “Shopped” and a photo of your mystery shopper popped up.
Fire and ice ran through your veins all at once. He was undeniably gorgeous and he was currently toting a bag around of sex toys that you had ordered. You groaned, just thinking about what he was thinking going through this odd as fuck shopping list. Would he be disgusted? Maybe he would be turned on…?
Anyone with any remotely small comprehension of sexual health would easily understand what kind of weekend afternoon you had in mind. As he was picking these items up off the shelf, something had to be going through his head. Whether he was intrigued or judging you, you really weren’t sure if you wanted to find out.
While lost in thought your doorbell rang. Your heart leaped into your throat and you immediately checked your doorbell camera app to see who the culprit was. As you had assumed, it was your personal shopper. You couldn’t help the gritty whine in your throat as you checked him out through the camera. He was so fucking hot and you vaguely wondered why ordering men on an app wasn’t a (legal) thing yet.
You were so distracted by his good looks that the second ringing of your doorbell jolted you from your thoughts. Looking back down at your doorbell camera app you saw the poor man fidgeting and anxious and holding…flowers along with your bag from the pharmacy. Furrowing your brow in the utmost confusion you were seriously in a debate over leaving him be or going to get the door.
He had ignored your instructions to drop the bag after he rang the bell and from the looks of it, it didn’t seem like he was going to get off your porch. Summoning whatever sultry courage you could muster, you tied your robe closed around you and descended the stairs quickly. A third ring of the doorbell sounded in your foyer as you stepped off the last few steps.
There was an unconscious yell of “I’m coming!” Immediately you cringed with your entire body at the awkward irony of your words and hoped to whatever higher deity there was that he didn’t hear.
Pulling the shoulder of your robe back up, you held your breath as you opened your front door just a crack. The view of him through your doorbell camera did not accurately ready you for how incredibly handsome he looked in person. A vivid flush hit your cheeks and the smile on your lips was crooked and awkward as you peered through the doorway.
“Hello there…” Whatever boldness Obi-Wan had, vanished at that moment. It was a busy Saturday afternoon picking up online orders with his side job. But when he saw yours pop up he was immediately on it. The large tip had first drawn him in but as soon as he reviewed your shopping list he had a rather bold idea. Crossing his fingers, he was hoping for some lonely attractive woman who was buying these sorts of things to keep herself entertained . His mind went wildly down that tangent fantasy, wondering if he would have the balls to “invite himself in”. What guy hadn’t had that fantasy?
Seeing the incredibly sexy woman answer the door did not prepare him to continue with his original plan. You were even better than what he had marginally hoped for. The shoulder of your robe had slipped back down to reveal the naked skin underneath and Obi-Wan had lost all semblance of words. The shy look you were giving him melted and shoved him off kilter even more.
Clearing his throat rather loud and uncomfortably, he presented the bouquet of fresh flowers to you. Your eyes moved from his enchanting cerulean blue eyes to the colorful blooms in front of you.
“I assumed you were having a…um… rough afternoon.”
Biting your bottom lip, you hesitated for the longest moment in your wonder at how you got so lucky. An outrageously handsome and seemingly single (no wedding ring that you could see) showing up at your door with flowers and sex toys? Maybe you had fallen asleep and were now dreaming. Or was it just what you ordered?
“Oh…well, yes.” You managed to stutter out and gingerly took the flowers from him. Your hands brushed against one another for the briefest of moments and that innocent touch sent straight heat to your already bothered core. “No boyfriend and no friends with benefits will do that to a person.” You weren’t sure where that burst of sultry confidence came from but it was too late to take the words back.
Obi-Wan couldn’t help the surprised chuckle and he raised a brow at your cryptic admission. So you were… eagerly available. With your words, he was slowly gaining the confidence he needed to make the move he wanted to initially. The two of you stood staring at each other for a while, something smoldering and unspoken between you both.
“So…what about a stranger with benefits?” Obi-Wan’s voice dropped, husky and honeyed. He shifted his stance, the hardness in his jeans slowly becoming more uncomfortable the longer he stood there.
The smile on your lips was slow to curl and sultry as he flirted right back. Your eyes drifted up and down his body, enjoying how his lithe form was easily distinguishable between his skinny jeans and slim-cut V-neck shirt.
“I’d say that’s just what I ordered.” Grinning with his victory, he stepped forward and you moved to open your door to let him slip inside. Your entire body flushed with your boldness, letting a handsome stranger inside your home in your sexual desperation. He was entirely too handsome for you to care about anything else.
The door had barely latched before he was on you, pressing you against your foyer wall and leaving you breathless. Dropping the bag, his mouth found yours, waiting and eager. You felt that kiss awaken a sultry fire that immediately singed every synapse. Blindly, you placed the bouquet of flowers on your hall table that you both had narrowly avoided.
Mouths were slanted and slotted together, hungry and devouring with rabid kisses. Obi-Wan was overcome with the enticing aura that was you. Your taste, smell, and feel against him made him instantly rock hard and aching for more. As incredibly turned on as you were, you didn’t exactly want to get off in your foyer. Picking up the bag he dropped, you maneuvered around him with a slick grin and enticed him to follow you with the curl of your finger.
Blinking in his amorous haze, he kicked off his shoes and hurried after you as you climbed the stairs. His eyes caught a flash of your bare behind when you turned to hustle up the stairs and he gritted his teeth with that flush of blood between his legs. Reaching down he tried to adjust himself but between his solid size and the tightness of the denim, the only way to get comfortable now was to remove the offending garment. If this continued in his favor there wasn’t going to be a need for his pants to be on much longer.
You had dropped down onto the middle of your bed and already had the box of the smaller vibrator torn open. Obi-Wan had stepped up to the edge of your bed as you were situating the battery inside. His eyes flitted over your movements, his breath coming hard and fast in his excitement and rushing up the steps.
Your boldness grew with each wave of desire that hit you. Parting your thighs you slipped your free hand between them to tease yourself as you locked eyes with him. You could see the heaving of his chest and how wide his impossibly blue eyes had gotten as he drank you in. The pads of your fingers caressed your folds as you watched him scramble to pull his shirt up and over his head.
The air hitched in Obi-Wan’s chest as he watched you titillate yourself from his mere presence. It was subjectively the hottest thing a woman had ever done in front of him. His hands immediately went to the fly of his jeans to relieve some of the pressure of the layers of the fabric against his straining cock. Your eyes dipped down to his strong and nimble hands against his zipper.
Your thighs shifted as you flicked on the smaller vibrator and it came to life with a tantalizing hum. Slipping the small toy between your thighs, your breath hitched sharply as you were surprised by the sheer power of the little thing. You had never used toys before but they were easy enough to figure out. Currently, your mind was cursing you out violently as to why you didn’t buy one of these sooner. The pressure was building quickly and your eyes rolled back in your head.
Obi-Wan watched you as you devoured your pleasure. Gods, the pure vision of you lost in your delights was driving him wild and he couldn’t wait to bestow that upon you himself. His hand dipped into his open fly to adjust himself with a hearty stroke. His heady groan pulled you from your pleasures and you immediately refocused your eyes on the gorgeous man. His jeans were around his knees and his hand was gripping and stroking the obvious tent in his boxer briefs as he watched you.
Pulling on the loose knot of your robe, you let it fall open and shrugged it off with a bite of your bottom lip as you caught his gaze again. Blue eyes immediately dropped to your breasts before roaming the rest of you, drinking all of you in. Scrambling, he kicked off the remainder of his jeans before stalking you against the bed. Swallowing and wide-eyed you laid back and he pressed you, his hand reaching out to obtain the toy from your shaky grasp.
He relieved the pressure slightly from the toy against your clit as he dipped down and recaptured your mouth. There was a teasing onslaught of his tongue and lips as they slanted hungrily against you. His free hand reached up to tenderly caress the outside curve of your breast before fully engulfing the orb with his palm and fingers. Your arms encircled his neck, pulling him closer before you felt the more determined pressure of the toy against you.
Your back arched suddenly, the thrill of having someone else man the toy made the pleasure more unexpected. The pressure was building quickly and you had gone into full-on panting. Obi-Wan took the opportunity to move his lips along your jaw and neck, licking and tasting the creamy swath of skin with vigor. Your orgasm surprised you with its suddenness and you went rigid and breathless for a moment before a prolonged whining cry wrestled from your mouth.
There was an approving gruff rumble against your throat, the noise of your pleasure sending Obi-Wan into overdrive. You were writhing beneath him, speechless with how quickly you crashed from the delights of the new toy. Gaining a rough breath, your hands reached out to grip his biceps in a vain effort to ground yourself. Your grin of satisfaction was slurred slightly in your haze. Sure you had your orgasm, but you now wanted even more.
“Holy fuck why didn’t I buy one of these sooner.” You murmured breathlessly as you nipped at his mouth, worshiping the hard line of his jaw. He chuckled as he turned off the toy and tossed it away before putting all of his attention back on you.
“Perhaps you just needed the right delivery driver.”
“Mmm…” You crooned with your sultry smile before suckling on his neck. Obi-Wan’s fingers dug into the plush of your bedding as you easily found that one spot on his neck that made him feral. “You’re making me the luckiest woman ever this afternoon.”
There was a harsh grit to his teeth as you continued the tawdry assault of your mouth against his skin. “Fuck…blasted fuck…” He growled out, clamping his eyes shut with his panting. “You are the hottest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. I’ve never had a woman touch herself while staring at me. The pleasure is entirely mine.” The way his breathy words slipped into your ears made you shiver.
Your mouth stopped and your hands lifted to his face to move his gaze to meet yours. There was a wildfire inside that matched yours and you stared at each other for a long moment before you pulled his mouth to yours. His hands felt like a quenching liquid on a putridly hot day, something to quiet the red-hot turmoil that was currently ravishing your body. It only had the complete opposite effect, your body exploding with its need for more from him.
In a ravenous move, your hands shot forth to his boxers, tugging them haphazardly down over his ass and thighs in your fury. Obi-Wan grunted slightly as you caught the fabric on his hardness, pulling it awkwardly in your haste. He finished pulling the garment off his body while your hands immediately flocked to his cock. The groan you spilled into his mouth was salacious as you regarded his girth and length with vigor.
“Holy fuck…” You panted against his lips, pulling yourself away from his mouth so you could steal a glance down at the glorious thing that awaited you. Obi-Wan was left hanging for a moment before he felt your sure grip on him. His arms trembled slightly with your worship and he bit his lower lip, trying to focus through your onslaught. “This is exactly what I fucking needed.”
With your mouth watering, you released him to push on his shoulders and roll him over onto his back. Right now you wanted to devour him as you got a closer look at his tantalizing hardness. Your mouth nipped and suckled its way down his jaw, paying close attention to the dimple on his bare chin. Lips and tongue worked congruently as they moved their way in a serpentine pattern across his chest and down to his abdomen.
Obi-Wan’s breath hitched sharply in his chest as he felt the moist heat of your breath against his manhood. He did hit the fucking lottery with you. He had every intention to fuck you into next week but here you were about to worship him. The breadth of your tongue stroked up from his base to tip and there was a lovely noise of delight that fell from his lips. Gods he was so delightfully big and you couldn’t wait to feel him inside you, but right now you needed to pay homage to the gloriousness that was the stranger in your bed.
Your lips slipped down around his tip, giving the smooth head a resounding swirl with your tongue. Suckling him deeper into your throat, you descended slowly while your hands worked the rest of his shaft. The noises that were tumbling out of him were some of the hottest utterances that you had ever partaken of. It only encouraged you further.
There was a sharp draw of breath between his teeth and you felt his hand tangle in your loose hair, now dry from your earlier shower. A gritty hushed whisper of your name hit your ears and you shivered from the delicious sound. You only hesitated for a moment with how he knew your name but the app showed first names and little else. Trying your best, you relaxed your throat and pushed him as deeply as possible in response. There was a sharp but brief tug on your hair and you slid your mouth off of him, letting your hands take over.
Obi-Wan was thankful that you pulled away when you did, he was so close to blowing his load. As much as he wouldn’t have minded it, he still wanted to take you fully. With another more gentle tug, you followed the pull of his arm but were quickly overtaken as he flipped and pressed you hard into your mattress. His mouth devoured yours in thanks for the intimate attention and he was anxious to return the favor. He needed to calm his body down if he was going to last any measurable time inside you. The last thing he wanted to do now was to disappoint you.
He paid you the same luscious attention that you had bestowed upon him. Traveling down your body and paying homage to your creamy skin. You tasted amazing, so smooth and flush underneath his onslaught. He couldn’t get enough.
Your breathing sped up with every inch south that he moved. His fingers were fanned out against your inner thighs, massaging and caressing the forbidden skin there as he nudged them gently apart to make way for his attention. You were panting now in rabid anticipation as his nose nuzzled into your curls before brushing the softest of kisses between your legs.
The touch made your hips immediately buck off the bed. You couldn’t remember the last time that you had been pleasured orally. Not that it had been anything to remember in the first place. His salacious groan of pleasure reverberated against your skin as he dove back in for more. You were delightfully sodden.
Obi-Wan was voracious in his veneration of you, lips and tongue working in delicious tandem to bestow delights on you. You were squirming against the bedding with the onslaught, breathless and whimpering. Your fingers dove into his delightfully thick auburn hair and it was wild to feel his head rocking between your legs as he devoured you. Two fingers slipped inside with a depraved squelch and your eyes shot open from the noise. You had never been this overwhelmingly drenched, not even in your pleasure.
“Fuck! Obi-Wan…” You hissed in your breathy whisper as he continued his onslaught. He was more than determined now to get you off with his mouth if he could draw sounds like that out of you. Fingers curled up into your slick walls, pressing into that spongy spot that made you see stars. The crisp and high-pitched moans of your pleasure made him shiver and only urged him on even more.
A firm brush of the pad of his thumb is what you sent you tumbling. You fell off that peak hard, thanking the maker that you had no neighbors that shared your walls because you were fairly certain you might have screamed at one point. There was a smug smile against your skin as he slowly withdrew his attention from you, allowing you to catch your breath.
With a fierce kiss against your inner thigh, you felt him slide off the bed. Uneasily, you propped yourself up on your elbows with a question in your eye. He was digging through his pockets to dip his fingers into his wallet and withdrew a foil packet. Before you could question anything he had already torn the packet open and was rolling the condom down as he padded back over to the bed.
You couldn’t help but admire his lithe form. He wasn’t overly muscular but you could easily see the muscle definition with each movement. There was enough there to make him wildly attractive to you. The wicked grin he flashed you as he climbed back onto your bed made you melt back into the bedding.
Bending down, he captured your mouth, his hands working in tandem to gently caress and maneuver his touch all over your body. The motions were slower, more tender, wanting to completely envelop every curve of you. You were melting with this gentler side, still recovering from your second orgasm.
While you had been satisfied, you still were desperate for more as it had been a long time of teasing and build-up. You wanted Obi-Wan to drag every ounce of need and desire out of you and leave you sedated on your bed. Your hands wandered over his body, memorizing the dips and ridges of all of his hard edges. Even if you never saw him again, you were going to remember this experience for the rest of your life.
Easing your thighs gently apart, his fingers grazed across the skin, enticing you further. You felt the warm heat of his still impossibly hard length against your pelvic bone and you couldn’t help the arch of your hips towards him in aching want. That grin was back, against your lips this time. With a grip on the jutting bones of your hips, he held you steady as he lined himself up with you.
You unconsciously held your breath, bracing yourself against his sheer size. The idea was delicious but you knew it was going to take some getting used to. He eased himself inside with soft kisses along your neck. The penetration stretched and filled you to a wild height of satisfaction. Working his way in gently, you felt yourself relax and fully envelop him. Your eyes rolled back in your head with a murmur of gratification.
While he was enjoying your reaction to your coupling, Obi-Wan was doing everything in his power to keep it slow and easy. You were so incredibly tight and wet, a welcomed sheath that made shivers run up his spine. He wanted to take you hard and fast but he wanted to enjoy you. To absorb every noise of pleasure he could pull from you. To feel your desperate hands raking against his skin.
The withdrawal and press back into you were slow and dragging. You could feel him scrape against your sensitive walls which caused you to croon. Obi-Wan moved his mouth back up to yours, kissing you hard and deep, a stark contrast to the movement of his body.
In a wildly intimate move, he touched his forehead to yours as he caught your gaze. His hips snapped sharply as soon as your eyes met yours, pulling a cry of delighted surprise from your throat. One hand stayed clasped around your waist while the other moved to cup the apple of your cheek. He held you there as his hips increased their speed and ferocity.
Your legs parted more before encircling him, pulling him tighter to you and forcing him impossibly deeper. The noise in your throat hitched wildly as he pounded into that spot deep inside that you could never reach. His breathing was becoming ragged and peppered with his grunts of delight and excursion. The sounds were flooding your ears with his enjoyment and it was honestly the sexiest sound in the world to you.
Obi-Wan’s lips parted with a gasp as he felt his climax fast approaching. He had held off for so long, wanting to bestow such enjoyment upon you before taking his own. There was a desperate and drawn-out groan with the vigorous wet slap of his hips against yours. The hand on your waist slipped between you to massage your clit, wanting nothing more than to watch you tumble over the edge with him.
The high-pitched cry was paired with the sharp arch of your back. Your breathing stalled as he increased the pressure and you saw stars explode behind your eyelids. Gripping his hair with one hand and digging your nails into the skin of his back with the other, you cried out into the room. With a resounding and grateful moan in a hot breath against your air, Obi-Wan finally succumbed. He was not expecting the overwhelming punch to the gut as his orgasm hit him in full force.
His pleasure had been a slow burn all afternoon and it had been overly captivating. Past partners were quick to get to the good part and while that was fun and all, extending the sensual delights exponentially had blown his mind. His hips stilled slowly, feeling the clench of your inner walls pulling every drop out of him. Gasping he collapsed against you, laying his cheek on your shoulder as you lay there as well, utterly spent.
You both smiled to yourselves, completely spent and overly content. Your bodies humming with your delights, relishing and reflecting on the madness that had just occurred. Did you just sleep with a random delivery driver? You did and it had been the best sex of your life.
There was a brush of a kiss against your shoulder and you turned to look at him. He was still deliciously flushed and dazed but with an appeased curl to his lips.
“So…what about the other one you bought?”
This was going to be a fucking wonderful weekend.