Chapter Thirty-Six #2
A burning impulse to protect this man ignites in my heart. When he feels adrift, I want to be his anchor. I’d happily let him suck me into his orbit, because the heat of his attention and devotion is more sustaining than the sun’s.
“Good. Now sit and don’t speak. Watch while I give myself the pleasure you can’t.”
His nod is terse and his lips are set in a tight line, but his eyes don’t stray from me.
Sitting back, I lift off the bed so I’m on my knees with enough space to position the dildo underneath.
Thanks to the recent orgasm, I’m wet enough to easily sink onto it.
I let out a slightly exaggerated moan before lifting up and falling back down.
I set a pace fucking myself and use my free hand to reach up and pinch my nipples.
Closing my eyes, I get lost in the sensation of riding the toy while James watches, greedily consuming my every move and sound.
When enough time has passed, I slow, open my eyes, and smirk at him when I see what looks like a painful erection barely restrained by his briefs.
Licking my lips, I retrieve the bullet vibrator.
As soon as it touches my clit, I let out a completely genuine gasp.
My toes curl behind me, and I bite my cheek as the shocks from the toy rock through my core and reverberate through my body.
The climax hits quickly, and I ride out the aftershocks before turning off the toy, pulling the dildo free, and tossing both toys aside.
Crawling up the bed, I settle over James’s erection and press my hands to his sternum.
Our eyes lock together, and his are so dark it’s like getting lost in a dense forest in the middle of the night.
Leaning down, I playfully bite his nipple then lick his neck.
He moans and grunts, struggling to avoid speaking.
Once my face is hovering an inch above his, I reach back to free his hands.
At the same time, I close the distance between our lips, claiming him in a fierce kiss that has us both letting out harsh exhalations.
“You may touch, but only my pussy. Use those fingers to give me my third orgasm,” I say in a rough whisper.
He needs no further commands. Large and eager hands find my core, middle finger instantly entering my dripping cunt. He surges forward like he plans to kiss me but stops at the last second when he remembers he wasn’t given permission.
“You’re such a good boy,” I praise.
He groans, head falling back and thumping against the bed frame.
He keeps his eyes on mine as he alternates between fucking with his fingers and rubbing them over my clit.
Then he leaves his middle and forefinger inside and uses his thumb and palm for external stimulation.
Already sensitive, I gasp and come in no time.
Exhausted now, I give him a drunk smile before softly kissing him.
“My sweet boy.”
I swear the look he gives me goes beyond mere sexual desire or even a deep fondness.
The word I would use to describe it sends a lightning bolt down my spine.
I should be terrified, because we quite literally only made this thing official today, but I find I’m just hopelessly eager for it to be real.
I want all of him. And I want him to want all of me.
Lifting to give him room to move, I say, “Get those briefs off and fuck me like you were made to. Because you were, baby. Made to give me everything.”
“Fuck.” The curse leaves his lips without conscious thought, and then he freezes, awaiting his punishment.
With a soft laugh, I grip his cheeks between my fingers and bite his bottom lip before licking the same spot. “It’s okay. I want to hear you.” Then I tip to the side and fall to my back, unable to hold myself up any longer. “Now get inside me before I change my mind.”
James sets a record for how quickly he sheds his underwear and positions himself above me. Gripping the base of his hard and leaking cock, he slams into the hilt in one desperate thrust.
My gasp is more of a scream. Gripping onto his shoulders, my nails dig into his skin, likely leaving behind marks. “Yes, baby. Just like that. Don’t hold back.”
He doesn’t. The fucking he delivers is so brutal that I know I’ll be feeling it for days.
“Fuck, Sadie,” he mutters. “You feel so good. You’re so good. Thank you.”
“Of course, baby. But our game isn’t over. You don’t come until I tell you to.”
He growls and somehow, his next thrust is even harder than the last. Despite being forced to wait, he still manages to last longer than most guys I’ve taken to bed. We’re both sweating and panting when I feel my fourth orgasm cresting.
Just as I think I’m about to shatter, he says, “I’m so close. Please, mistress.”
Rallying my last vestiges of strength, I push on his shoulders and guide him to his back. If he hadn’t already been in a sub mindset, I doubt he would’ve budged, but he obeys the pressure of my hands like it's second nature. But he doesn’t stop thrusting hard and fast into me even with me on top.
I pin him down with one hand, nails digging into his skin. “You want to come?”
“Yes, please. Please, let me come.”
“Make me come again first.”
His hand, which had been on my hips, moves to my cunt so he can rub his fingers over my clit.
I gasp and moan, rocking into him even faster as I chase a final release.
When James sits up and latches onto my nipple, teeth biting down, the fuse in me ignites, and I explode.
For the first time in my life, I actually scream when I come.
As my cunt strangles his dick, James follows close behind, shooting into me for so long and hard that I wonder if he managed to orgasm twice in a row.
We both collapse, trembles flowing through us as we come down from the high. I run my hand over his chest, smoothing down the hair, and press a kiss into his neck. “You did so good,” I whisper.
James hugs me close, both arms wrapped around my middle. “Thank you, Sadie. Really.”
My gentle petting pauses for only a second before continuing. “Next time, I think we’ll bring out the cock ring I saw in there. Maybe I’ll bring my whip, too.”
“You have a whip?”
“Oh, sweetheart.” I laugh. “We’re going to have all kinds of fun.”
He turns in a flash so he’s hovering over me. “Don’t forget. That will not be a common dynamic for us.”
“I know, baby.” Smiling, I peck his lips. “Good thing I like being on the receiving end of the whip even more.”
He groans, tucking his head in the crook of my neck.
The silence only lasts a few blissful seconds before there’s a knock at our door.
“You guys done?” June calls. “Because Soot has been whining for an hour and Theo is about to lose his mind.”
Laughing, I climb off the bed, wincing slightly at the twinge between my legs and the feeling of cum dripping down my thighs. I pause at the door and look back at the bed, where James is still laying, watching me with his brows furrowed.
“Unless you’re okay with my best friend and dog seeing you naked, why don’t you head to the bathroom and wait for me in the shower?”
I must not have fucked all the energy out of him, because he darts quickly into the safety of the bathroom, taking the used toys with him, before I open the bedroom door.
As soon as it’s cracked, Soot rushes inside.
I use the door to cover my own nakedness in case Theo is with June, but thankfully, he isn’t.
My best friend takes in my disheveled look and grins. “Domme mommy?”
I blush. “Did you need something else?”
She shakes her head. “I’m just… happy.”
Reading between the lines, I nod. “Me too.”
I’m happy June found her other half. She’s happy I finally feel safe and secure with a man again. She’s probably also happy to see her friend choosing himself and his own happiness for once. And we’re happy that our happiness gets to happen together in such close proximity.
The boys would probably disagree on that last one, but it’s not the physical closeness and thin walls that June and I appreciate.
It’s the fact that somehow, we landed with men who are just as close as we are.
Being in new relationships won’t push us apart.
If anything, our lives are only becoming more entwined.
And maybe her therapist mindset warns against codependency or some other shit, but I don’t care. She’s my person.
“Goodnight,” she says, freeing me from my thoughts.
“Night.” I close the door and turn back to the room. Only then do I notice that Soot has curled onto the bed without the blanket I was supposed to lay down for him. Oops.