She doesn't realise it but she really is going to.

Felicity can’t believe how wet and turned on she already is as Mike’s hand roughly presses between her spread thighs. She just stands there, letting him push his fingers up inside her. His technique is terrible, two fingers poking in her as he stands in front of her. Yet somehow it is incredible, as her pussy responds to his invasion.

She can feel her wetness flowing over his fingers, his hands, and running down her thighs. Somewhere in the depths of her mind she tells herself that it’s turning her on so much because of the way he has manipulated her to this moment, that she’s been seeking this release all week since he had dropped her home. But never did she think her next orgasm would be due to some delivery driver simply jabbing his fingers inside her!

Her legs start to shake as she feels the approaching orgasm. She has to reach hands out and hold onto Mike’s waist for balance. Her hands slide inside his open jacket, gripping onto his t-shirt, almost pinching at his waist. It seems to encourage him more as suddenly a third finger is thrust inside her.

“Yeah, come on baby, I want to hear you cum like a dirty little slut” he moans as she emits a loud whimper as the third digit invades her.

“You heard the man, he wants to hear you” he calls from the sofa. Felicity briefly looks in his direction, seeing him still eating the pizza even as she is getting manhandled right in front of him. She wants to shout at him that it should be him doing this to her, that she had saved herself all week for him to be the one to make her scream out in orgasm, but she can’t get any words out now, just guttural moans and whimpers. And besides, somehow she knows it is him making her cum even if it is not actually his fingers inside her.

Her fingers dig into Mike’s waist as her body starts to shake, her moans louder and louder. Sensing she is close, Mike’s fingers seem to probe even deeper inside her, wiggling around, as if seeking her g-spot. It’s all too much for Felicity. The scream that she had been holding back suddenly escapes her throat, and as she screams out, her body explodes.

“Fuck girl yeah” Mike growls excitedly as Felicity shakes and screams, her pussy tightening around his three fingers, wetness flowing even more from her. Her eyes squeeze closed as her head falls back, her thighs clench around his hand, squeezing it tightly. “Fuck, your neighbours gonna hear you girl.”

His fingers twist and turn inside her, and every movement makes her spasm again. Her legs feel like jelly, and she’s sure it is only his hand between her thighs keeping her from collapsing. Her orgasm rips through her body, down to her toes and up to her head.

One final twist of his fingers and Felicity finds herself falling forward, her naked body suddenly pressing against Mike’s, her head on his shoulder as she continues to moan out. As he slowly withdraws his fingers, she can’t decide if she is relieved or disappointed that it is all over.