Chapter 15
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Connor looked down at Tessica’s prone body as the aftershocks from his orgasm rolled through him. He watched his cock as he slid in and out of her a couple more times before letting go of her wrists, and rubbing both hands over her ass, tracing the strips of ribbon that attached her garter belt to her nylons. Reluctantly, he pulled all the way out as his cock was deflating, and slid her panties back up.
She stood, and her skirt fell into place as she turned around to face him with a grin. “That was fantastic.” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him down for a kiss.
Connor responded with just as much enthusiasm, lifting her off her feet for a moment so he didn’t have to lean down. He wanted to touch all of her at once. He wanted his naked flesh pressed against hers. He wanted to cuddle with her for hours. Fuck.
He set her down and ended the kiss. “We should stop if we want to go to the club tonight.” He took the condom off, tied the top, and pulled his pants back up.
Sighing, she nodded. “You’re probably right. I need to do some accounting before I go.”
“Do you want to do dinner separately so that you can get more work done?”
She frowned. “No, but I probably should. I can grab some fast food and get a solid three hours of work in before it’s time to get ready.”
“I promised Butch I’d pet him before I left, so I’ll lock up here, get myself some dinner, and meet you at the club at nine.”
“Okay.” She leaned in and gave him one more quick kiss before walking down the stairs.
Once he heard the front door shut, Connor threw the condom away before turning off the lights, and going downstairs.
Butch meowed at him again before he even got to the cage.
“I’m coming.” Connor took the big orange cat out, and went to sit in the little corralled meet-and-greet area. Butch walked around him purring loudly and butting his head against Connor’s legs and side.
He scratched the cat’s back and chin until Butch settled onto his lap. He looked into the cat’s big green eyes. “What the fuck is wrong with me?”
Butch gave him a little half meow, half purr in response.
“I wanted to cuddle . I mean, it’s not that I’m against cuddling, it’s just… I’m not usually the one who instigates it, or misses it when it’s not there. Why does sex feel different with her?”
He shook his head and sighed. “I don’t know, but I don’t like it. I’m in control of my emotions, not the other way around. The question is, what do I do about it? How can I distance myself without alienating her? Maybe some toys. A blindfold and some rope might do the trick.”
Connor absently scratched behind Butch’s ears, and the cat made biscuits on Connor’s thigh, rhythmically poking his claws through the slacks and into Connor’s skin.
“Hey,” Connor admonished. He put his hand under the cat’s paws to stop him. “That’s enough of that.”
Butch continued to make biscuits on Connor’s palm, but the skin was tough enough to withstand the little pin pricks without breaking.
Connor raised an eyebrow. “You wouldn’t make a very good sub.”
Butch meowed at him again, and kept up the rhythmic clawing.
“Do you want to come home with me?”
“Meow,” Butch answered.
Connor chuckled. “I guess that seals the deal. You have to stay here for two more nights, but then you can fly home with me Saturday morning.”
Butch stood up, put his paws on Connor’s chest, and bumped his head against Connor’s bearded chin.
“I hope Tessica’s right and you don’t mind being alone sometimes.”
Butch leaned his whole body against Connor as if trying to lay on his chest in an upright position.
“You’re such a sweet cat. I can’t believe you actually hiss at people. Maybe Tessica made it all up to get me to take you.”
The cat purred.
Connor frowned. He’d been joking, but when he thought it over, he had to really consider it. Would Tessica lie to get an animal adopted? He doubted it, but he couldn’t be one hundred percent sure. But it didn’t really matter either way now that he’d decided to keep the cat.
He checked his watch and gave Butch a few more minutes of one-on-one time before putting him back in his cage and leaving to get some dinner.
Later that evening, Connor arrived at Connections right at nine o’clock when the doors opened. He saw Tessica pull up as he was locking his car and went over to meet her.
“Hi.” She greeted him with a kiss, and the two went to the back of the line.
Before they made it to the front door Brian stepped into line behind them.
“Hey,” Connor greeted him. “I wasn’t expecting you tonight.”
Brian shrugged. “I can’t get the idea of a doctor’s station out of my head, so I thought I should come talk to some of the regulars about it and see what they think.”
“Great. Glad to have you here.”
They continued to slowly move forward as Tessica asked, “Doctor’s station?”
Brian said, “Last week Paul suggested the idea of a doctor’s station for the Littles to explore medical play.”
“I love that idea!” she exclaimed.
“I haven’t made any final decisions, but thanks for the input.”
“The last time we met I was so focused on Connor that I didn’t get the chance to really talk to you. How do you two know each other?”
“We met at a BDSM club in Juneau about eight years ago. I was a novice dom and Connor introduced me to an experienced sub to play with. We’ve been friends since.”
“You used to live in Juneau?”
“I did my residency there. I moved back to Portland last year once I became a full-fledged doctor.”
Tessica smirked. “A doctor and a pilot? No wonder you’re friends. You both have that God complex going on.”
Connor laughed. “Don’t all Doms?”
Tessica chuckled along with him. They made it to the entrance, and spent the next few minutes signing in and paying their fees.
Once they got inside, Tessica said, “I’m going to talk to Susan and then head to the reading station.”
“I’ll hang out at the craft table for now,” Connor said.
Over the next couple of hours, Connor discreetly watched Tessica in between helping the Littles who came to the table to do crafts. Tessica read to the Littles and dealt with the odd squabble between them. At one point a Little boy threw one of the books on the floor in a fit. Tessica immediately scolded him and gave him a timeout.
That turned Connor on more than anything else she’d done that evening, but he couldn’t understand why. He certainly didn’t want her to do that to him, so why was it a turn-on?
He became impatient to take her home and undress her. Just as he was considering going over to ask Tessica if she was ready, Gwen came over to the craft table.
“Hi Daddy Connor.”
“Hi Gwen. How are you tonight?”
“Great. Susan wanted me to tell you not to feel bad.”
“Feel bad about what?”
“That she doesn’t want a private playdate like I had. She wants you to know it’s not your fault. She’s just not ready to play anywhere but here.”
“Oh, I see. Did she let Mommy Tessica know?”
“Yep. But she’s not brave enough to talk to you, even though I told her you were nice.”
“I appreciate that. Could you ask if she’d like to color one of these pictures with me tonight? No talking needed. That way she could get to know me a bit better.”
“Sure.” Gwen rushed over to talk to Susan at the book area. He watched Susan shake her head. Gwen talked some more and then pulled Susan’s arm to get her up before Tessica intervened.
Gwen pouted, but stopped pulling at Susan. Tessica talked to Susan for a couple of seconds before the young woman tentatively walked over to Connor with a pacifier in her mouth.
“If you don’t want to color, it’s okay. It was an invitation, not a request,” Connor said.
Susan shrugged and pointed to the coloring pages.
He held up two different pictures, one of a horse and one of a lion. “Which one?”
She pointed to the horse.
He set it down and patted the bench seat next to him. “Come sit down and I’ll get you some crayons.”
She sat and he reached across the table to pick up a box of twenty-four crayons, setting it in front of her. “Here you go.”
She pulled out the brown and colored.
He watched quietly for a while. Once the horse’s body was mostly colored in, he asked, “What color are you going to make the mane?”
Susan pulled out the black crayon and held it up for him to see.
“Really? I thought maybe it should be pink.”
She frowned for a moment before scrutinizing him.
“Just a suggestion. It’s your picture. But I think I would have made him purple with a pink mane.”
She glanced over at the stack of coloring pages and rifled through them. She found another horse image and handed it to Connor.
“You want me to color, too?”
She handed him the purple and pink crayons.
“Okay.”
He was done with his picture a few moments before she finished hers. Once she was done, she looked at his.
Talking around her pacifier she said, “Pretty.”
“You think?”
She nodded.
He handed it to her. “Want to keep it?”
She nodded and took it from him.
“Do I get to keep yours?”
She shook her head and held her picture close to her chest with his.
He smiled. “Okay, you can keep them both. Thanks for coloring with me tonight.”
She nodded and practically fled back to the reading area where Tessica and Gwen were waiting.
Half an hour later, he saw Tessica yawn and made his way over to her.
“Are you about ready to go?”
She frowned.
He added, “I know it’s early, but I was hoping for some adult time with you once we get home.”
That made her smile. “Okay.”
They said their goodbyes and he followed her to her apartment.
Once he parked, he picked up the little brown shopping bag of adult toys he’d bought earlier that evening. He followed Tessica into her apartment and she locked the door behind them.
“What’s in the bag?” she asked.
“Toys.” He pulled a blindfold out and held it up. “Can I put this on you?”
Her eyes narrowed. “Show me what else is in the bag, and then I’ll let you know.”
He pulled out a neatly tied bundle of soft black rope lengths and showed it to her. “I’d like to use these to bind your arms to your torso and wrap the rest of it around your breasts until they engorge and start to ache.”
She sucked in a deep breath as her pupils dilated with lust. “I’ve never done any of that, but I’m already wet just from the description. Not to mention watching you being so sweet and gentle with Susan had me almost panting at the club.” She turned so her back was to him. “Please, put it on me, Sir.”
Connor blinked at the back of her head for a few seconds as the pieces fell into place for him. The beautiful submission she’d shown him was the reason he was so turned on by her in Mommy mode. It was as if there was a secret side to her that only he was privy to. A submissive side that only he brought out in her, which made it erotic for him to see her dominate others.
He gently tied the blindfold in place, and knew without a doubt that he’d never be able to separate his emotions from sex when he was with her, but he was too horny to care. He grasped her upper arm in a firm grip. “Bedroom.”
“Yes, please.” She let him guide her to the bedroom.