33. Chapter 33 – Sloane

Chapter 33 – Sloane

T urned out, the crazy old lady was right.

Honeymoon sex was freaking hot. I had been thoroughly fucked on every surface of our suite, as well as in two separate cabs and countless bathrooms across the Vegas strip. And there wasn’t a single part of me that was ashamed or embarrassed by how deeply I ached for Tamen.

My husband.

Jesus, what a weird change of events our trip took.

Actually, my whole life since he walked into it a few months ago and derailed every plan I had with his cocky, snide, self-righteous attitude.

And now he was my husband. Imagine that.

I was loving the little bubble of honeymoon bliss we had encapsulated ourselves in, but tomorrow morning we were going back to Boston and Prism, where reality would either find a new norm, or pop our bubble completely.

Which was why I had something special planned tonight for him. And he was going to hate every second of it.

The dinging of the private elevator in the foyer announced its arrival with my delivery and Tamen looked up from his spot opposite of me at the table where we just finished our room service dinner. “Expecting something, Wife?”

Damn if I didn’t shudder every time he said that.

“I am, actually.” I rose, wiping my mouth on the napkin and kissing him on the temple as I walked past him to the foyer. He gave chase, following me out to the private entrance as if someone was going to nab me from the marble floor if he wasn’t near, but I didn’t mind. His protectiveness always excited me, because I knew he could back up that ominous, dark threat he used. “Ah, perfect.” I greeted the four different employees that came off the elevator with a cart ladened down with supplies. “Please take that all right into the primary bathroom. Thank you so much.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” One employee said with a nod before they all scurried off to set up the things I ordered. I could only imagine what they were thinking, though if they were long-time employees of the hotel, I was sure they’d seen their fair share of weird.

My purchase wasn’t weird, but it was bold.

“What did you do?” Tamen asked, sliding his hands around my waist to crowd me into the wall of the foyer.

“I ordered you a long night of sexual stimulation.” I smirked, gliding my hands up his chest with a naughty wink.

From the bedroom, the loud sound of the air pump started up and Tamen leaned around the wall to chase the sound visually in confusion. “What the hell is that?”

“Them inflating your blow-up doll.” I rolled my eyes, “Duh.”

He leaned back over to me and glared. “I don’t know whether to allow myself to get excited or fear for my life right now. I thought we agreed to a relaxed evening tonight after all the crazy shenanigans we’ve gotten ourselves into over the last week.”

“Oh baby,” I purred seductively, sliding my body up and down against his, “I promise you’re going to be so relaxed when I’m done with you. That’s the whole premise of tonight.”

He opened his mouth to reply but stopped when the employees came back out of the bedroom pushing their empty cart. “You’re all set, Mrs. Bryce. Have a wonderful evening.”

I froze at the title, but Tamen slid in and acknowledged him. “Will do, thank you.” When they were all in the elevator on their way back down to the lobby, he stared back down at me. “Everything okay, Mrs. Bryce ?”

Elbowing me in the ribs with a glare, I shook my head. “It caught me off guard, that’s all.” I mentally brushed off the slip and slid back into excitement for the night. “Mr. Bryce, your room is almost ready for the evening. Give me ten minutes and then come in.”

“Very well.” He stepped back, letting me have the evening I planned, even though I knew he wanted nothing more than to derail it for the fun of it.

He was going to love the plans I had for him. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he saw what we were doing.

Ten minutes later on the dot, he called out from the other side of the bedroom door.

“Oh, Mrs. Bryce.” His deep voice tickled my senses, “I hope you’re ready for me.”

“Come in, Mr. Duke.” I sang out seductively, taking my place in the middle of the bedroom in my tiny silk robe. When he cleared the doorway, he looked around like he was expecting to find something telling in the bedroom. “Thank you for choosing me to spend your evening with, you may call me Ember during our time together.”

He smirked knowingly, sliding into the roleplay scene I was trying to create for him.

“Very well.” He cocked his head to the side dominantly and put one hand in his pants pocket. “What do you have planned for me this evening?”

“Come with me.” I waved for him to follow me and I opened the double doors into the bathroom suite, stepping to the side so I could see his face when he saw the layout of my plans. “Welcome to your Nuru massage, Mr. Duke.”

He groaned deep in his chest as his eyes roamed from the inflated air mattress on the floor and the large bowl of special oil sat atop of a warming bed of hot stones to keep it the perfect temperature. From there, he looked over at the large glass shower with an array of soaps and scrubs along the ledge and then to the hundreds of candles lit, casting the entire room in a sensual glow.

He turned just his head to look over at me as he worked his jaw back and forth silently before stating, “I paid extra for the happy ending. I hope you’re prepared to make it worth my while.”

My body hummed with excitement at how well he was playing along with my game as I walked over to the shower and turned it on, steaming up the space. When I turned back to him, I pulled at the sash on my robe, slowly and seductively removing it, letting it flutter to the floor, revealing myself to him. It didn’t matter that we had sex a million and a half times already, every time I stripped myself bare, Tamen stared at me like it was the very first time all over again.

It was such a rush and a sexual high.

“I’m going to make all of your fantasies come true tonight, Mr. Duke.” Sauntering back to him, I purred and pulled his shirt free of his waistband. “I know you came to me tonight because you have needs you aren’t getting fulfilled at home.” A shudder ran through me as he groaned, the sound a low thrum against my skin, and from under my lashes, I watched him, licking my lips. “I’m so good at being a dirty little secret, Mr. Duke.” I pulled the button on his pants free and slowly, so painfully slowly, I lowered his zipper. “Can I be your dirty little secret, baby?”

“Show me how good you can be for me.” He instructed, holding his hands out at his side, giving me permission to strip his body free of his clothing. Pulling his shirt off over his head, I then slowly pulled his pants and boxers down, lowering myself into a squat as I did, holding his stare until I was at his feet with his hard dick dripping right in front of my face.

He stepped free of his clothes until he was bare, just like me, and I took his hand, pulling him with me to the shower, silently sliding my body against his as he stood under the hot spray. “There won’t be a single inch of your body that doesn’t know my touch by the time you go back home to her tonight.” I hummed, rubbing my breasts against his back as I took the expensive soap off the shelf. “I promise you’ve never been as satisfied as I’ll make you feel.”

“Show me.” He demanded, glancing over his shoulder as I started rubbing the soap over his skin, starting at the nape of his neck and working down his back. Reaching around his body to rub my hands over his chest and abs, his head lolled to the side as I slid my soapy hands down to the massive prize between his thighs.

“You’re so big Mr. Duke.” I purred, rubbing my body against him as I circled him and came around to his front. “I don’t know if you’ll fit in my mouth completely.”

He grinned his mischievous smirk and raised one brow at me. “Most can’t. Maybe you should try it.”

“I’m an overachiever by nature.” I lowered myself down onto my knees, stroking his cock with my soapy hands and then letting the water rinse his skin. “And very determined.”

“Show me how determined you can be.” The depth of his voice sent shivers through my body as I forgot it was all a game and got aroused by the entire scene.

I stuck my tongue out and swirled it around the head, chasing my hands down the shaft until I got to his groin and then reversed the motions. Over and over again, I teased him, swirling and licking, but never gave him what he really wanted.

Not until he was nearly demanding it, with hands in fists at his side and his body tight and tense from the teasing. That’s when I finally hollowed out my cheeks and sucked him deep into my mouth.

A few inches in, I gagged, but I didn’t let it stop me. I had learned long ago how to overcome the urge to quit and push on. Staring up into his cobalt blue eyes, I rocked my jaw back and forth until my nose hit his pubic bone, and my lips met the base of his cock.

“Good girl.” He growled, staring down at me as I came up off his cock and did it again, smoother this time thanks to the practice. “You’re doing such a good job, Ember.”

I groaned, letting the vibrations wash across the sensitive head of his cock before taking the soap and lathering my hands up and down his thighs as I licked my lips for him. “I’m so glad you’re enjoying yourself so far, Mr. Duke.” Washing the rest of his body and then stepping back so the water could rinse the suds from his skin, I then took his hand, sliding it around my waist and led him from the shower stall. “Tell me something, do you seek sexual pleasures outside of your home very often?”

Turning me to face him he towered over me and pulled my body flush to his, naked and bare from nose to toes, we stood in the center of the bathroom with just droplets of water between us. “Why do you care so much about my pleasures?”

He had deepened his British accent, playing a role in the scene just like I was, and my body heated even more.

“Call it intuition. Something tells me your sexual appetite is very big, and not easily sated. It makes the giver in me want to send you to the stars of ecstasy so many times that you can’t even walk out of my room tonight.”

“Do it then.” He leaned down, wrapping his hand around my throat and bending me backward over the counter until his cock was pinned against my lower stomach, pushing toward my wet lips like it was seeking its own pleasure. “Because you’re right, I’m always hungry for more and I ache to be fulfilled.”

“Lie down, Mr. Duke.” I spread my thighs, letting the bulbous head of his dick rub through my wetness, once, and then twice as his hips flexed. He growled as his eyelids fluttered closed and a tempted smirk teased his lips. “Let me make you feel so good.”

Begrudgingly, he laid down in the center of the blown up bed, adjusting himself so that his dick was aimed down between his thighs. “Show me what you’ve got.”

I dipped my hand into the bowl of warm oil, scooping up a large amount before pouring it down the front of my body, rubbing it in. Taking another handful, I straddled Tamen’s thighs and poured the liquid over his back and ass. Instead of using my hands to rub it in, I leaned forward, gliding my body across his back to coat his skin.

I loved touching Tamen’s body even long before that moment, but the sensuality of the entire night made my body hum with need. “How does that feel, Sir?” I whispered into his ear on a slide up and he moaned in response.

“Wonderful, Ember.”

“Good.” I licked the shell of his ear and slid back down before sitting up on his ass, rocking my aching center over the swell of his ass for my own pleasure. I dug into his back with my palms, massaging the muscles with skills long ago learned. “How about that?” I purred, massaging down his back to his ass and then lower to his thighs.

“Even better.”

I continued on, rubbing him down with my body until every inch of his back had been thoroughly massaged. “Roll over for me, please.” Leaning to one side, I stayed hovered over him as he adjusted himself onto his back. When he was settled, his hands found my hips and pulled me down until my pussy laid directly against his hard dick laying on his stomach. “Mr. Duke.” I gasped theatrically. “How very presumptuous of you.” I shook my finger at him and he grinned, “For a married man, nonetheless.”

“I’m ready for a different kind of rub down, Ember.” He growled, flexing his hips and lifting me until the thick head of his dick was nudged right against my opening. “Something a little more tight, and hot.”

“Oh, is that so?” I hummed, laying my hands on his defined chest to lean forward, granting him the access he didn’t need but would take either way if he wanted to. “Show me what you need, baby. And I’ll make sure you get it.”

“This.” He pushed forward, pushing the head into me and then thrusting forward, giving me every thick inch of him. “Mmh, yes. That kind of rub down.” He groaned, pulling out and pushing back into me. “Hot and tight.”

“I’m so glad you’re enjoying my services tonight.” I teased, and then took over the motions, raising my hips up and choosing a tempo to ride him. “I’m so glad I’m able to pleasure you tonight, Mr. Duke.”

“Be careful Ember, if you spoil me too much, I might be tempted to make you the next Mrs. Duke.”

I chuckled, shaking my head at how our scene went rogue and just embraced the pleasure he was giving me. “God, you feel so good Tamen.”

“That’s it.” He growled, palming my oily breasts and playing with them. “You know exactly who’s fucking you tonight, don’t you?”

“Mmh,” I moaned, knowing exactly where he was going with it.

He wrapped one hand around the front of my throat and pulled me back down against his body, leisurely thrusting up into me and grinding my clit against his pubic bone. “Tell me who’s fucking you right now, Love.”

“Tamen.” I replied in a whimper, toying with my monster.

“Hmm, try again.”

“I’m going to come.” I cried as I neared bliss at his expert hands. “Oh god, you feel so good.”

“Who’s dick is making you feel so good, Rainbow? Who’s deep inside of you, making you come?”

“You!” I cried out, digging my nails into his peck as he spanked my ass, spurring me on. “My husband.”

“That’s it, baby.” He praised, slowing his thrusts as I shot off into an orgasm. “Take your husband’s cock, Wife. Take it like no one else ever has.”

“Fuck!” I clenched my teeth and then relaxed against his body as I came off the high. “Fuck me,” I demanded, knowing he didn’t come with me. “Cover me with it, baby.”

He chuckled and then rolled us so I was underneath him, which was no easy feat considering the oil coated every inch of the bed and his skin. “Oh, I plan to. But it will have to wait a few more minutes.”

“Why?” I asked, and then squealed as he rolled me onto my stomach aggressively and straddled my thighs with his strong ones.

“Because I want to get a little payback.”

“Payback?” I asked and moaned when he poured a generous amount of oil onto my back and ass. “That sounds ominous. I think you mean repay the favor.”

His big warm hands started massaging the oil into my skin and I crossed my arms under my head, resting my cheek on my arm as I enjoyed his massage. “Yeah,” He hummed, rubbing his hands down over my ass and playing with my cheeks. “Something like that.”

I moaned when he started kneading them down to my upper thighs. However, I should have paid better attention to his words instead of the feelings he was giving me. Seconds later, his oily fingers spread my cheeks and both of his thumbs pushed in against my asshole, making me buck from the surprise. “Jesus, Tamen.”

His dark, evil chuckle answered as he pushed one thumb directly in without warning. “I told you there’s nothing heavenly about me, Rainbow. I’m so evil, even your sage couldn’t burn away my demons.”

“Fuck.” I moaned, biting my arm when he switched out two oiled fingers for his thumb, penetrating me and scissoring them. “Tamen!”

I wasn’t new to anal, but damn, warm a girl up to it first. We never got to play the other night after our impromptu wedding, which was probably a good idea because we were obviously too drunk to play safely.

I mean hell; we were too drunk to get married too, but still.

More oil spilled over my ass, and I braced for what I knew was retribution for that night at Prism. It felt like a lifetime ago when we spent the evening pushing boundaries and playing games, compared to now, locked away in a suite in Vegas, newlywed, and terrified of what life was going to be like when we went back to the East Coast.

“I want to hear your screams tonight, Rainbow.” He growled above me as he slapped his dick against my asshole and pushed against it. “Tonight, you were my dirty little secret, and I’m going to be your Bully. Just how you like me.”

“God, yes.” I hissed with the burn as his other hand slid between me and the bed to rub my clit. “Don’t ever be anything but that.”

“Never, Wife. This is who I am. Like it or not.”

“I love it.” I hummed, tensing when he went deeper before relaxing and letting him in. “The same way I love that I hate you.”

He chuckled and pulled out, before thrusting back in deep. “Just how I hate that I love you, Rainbow.”

“We’re a match made in depraved Heaven.”

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