"Oh yes," she replied, feeling every inch of him when he paused inside her. "You'll make me breakfast after. Unless the vibrator can do that too - then you might be replaced," she teased.
When he moved again, he hit her just right, and she had to yet again bite her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure. Her grip around his neck tightened, her fingers twining into his hair, her nails lightly scratching against his scalp. If he kept it up like that, she might be done for rather quick, considering her 'warm up' with the toy.