Chapter 16 #2
I climbed onto the bed, my knees on either side of Scotlyn's thighs. She lay on her stomach with her head turned to the side. My eyes traveled down the length of her back, the curve of her spine, the swell of her ass.
"You’re quiet?
"You’re beautiful, I’m enjoying the moment.
" I reached for the massage oil, flipped the lid up, and poured some into my palm.
It was the same scent as the bath balm and soap that lingered on her skin—cedar and mandarin—and I was damn sure going to always associate both with her.
I rubbed my hands together and let the oil warm in my palms before I softly touched the base of her neck.
She flinched at the contact then relaxed.
"Good?” I pressed my fingers into her skin and began working her muscles.
She exhaled a sigh. "Yes, perfect."
I worked her shoulders, feeling the tension loosening beneath my fingers as I moved my thumbs down her shoulder blades and worked them in circles.
"Shit, you’re good at this.”
My dick twitched from the approval in her sultry voice. The same sound she made when I was making her cum.
“I’m a man of many talents.”
I pressed harder on her shoulders and moved my fingers over them to the top of her spine and she groaned.
"Too much?"
"No," she breathed. "It feels good."
I worked my way down, feeling her body soften under my touch. I grazed her sides with my palms, making sure the tips of my fingers skimmed over the outer curves of her breasts.
"Christian," she moaned and arched into my touch.
"Relax," I murmured but more for my damn dick, which was challenging the fabric of my briefs and painfully hard now.
I moved lower and let my thumbs press into the muscles at the base of her spine before I paused and reached for the oil. This time, instead of pouring it directly into my hands, it dripped over her skin before my fingers followed.
"Your hands are dangerous," she moaned into her arm which she had now folded under her face as a pillow.
I chuckled and kneaded my fingers into her ass. "Is that a complaint?"
"Hell no." She shifted beneath me with a subtle roll of her hips, which made my dick very angry because I wasn’t letting him play.
I leaned forward and pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades. "Worshiping your body is easy."
My hands continued moving down her legs, massaging her calves, even taking time with each foot. When I finished with her back, I lifted and tapped her hip.
"Turn over."
She rolled beneath me and I shifted to give her room.
When she settled on her back, I almost gave up on my plan.
Her nipples were hard and begging for attention.
I could damn near feel them against my tongue as my eyes moved down her stomach to that pretty ass pussy. I clenched my jaw tight as hell.
She was so damn perfect.
I straddled her thighs again and poured oil onto my hands while her eyes landed on my dick.
"Eyes up here.”
She smirked but did as I asked and locked her gaze on mine while I placed my hands on her collarbone and worked outward toward her shoulders.
"Feel good?" My thumbs traced over her clavicles.
"Feels like an invitation for me to request an extension of our contract," she mumbled at the same time her eyes fluttered closed.
I moved down to her chest and massaged the muscles above her breasts then the sides. I purposely avoided her nipples and smirked when she noticed.
"Christian…”
"Patience." My own patience was barely fucking there.
I wanted them in my mouth but instead I moved my hands to her stomach, gently massaging the muscles, watching as her breathing quickened the further south my hands moved.
When I grazed the edge of her panty line before moving to her hips, she groaned and arched her back from the mattress.
I decided to give her a break and cuffed her breasts, massaging them with firm pressure, letting my thumbs circle her nipples, but I didn’t directly show them any love.
"You're torturing me.” She narrowed her eyes and I smirked.
"I'm letting you enjoy the process." I brushed my thumbs across her nipples and her hips jerked beneath me.
I continued down her body, massaging her thighs but making sure to avoid moving between them even though the scent of her arousal was driving me fucking crazy.
My dick throbbed painfully hard in protest so I found a compromise.
"Spread your legs.”
Her thighs parted and I nearly fucking lost it. She was wet and ready. I massaged her inner thighs with my thumbs occasionally brushing against her outer lips.
"Please stop teasing me," she moaned and lifted her hips.
"I’m not teasing you. I told you tonight isn't about sex.”
"It feels like sex.” Her breathing picked up when my thumb grazed her clit.
"It's intimacy. There's a difference."
I placed my palm over her pussy and pressed firmly, rubbing back and forth while my fingers spread wide and massaged the area around it before I lifted my hand and worked the pads of my fingers down her folds, over her clit, and down the sides.
She rocked her hips until I pulled away and dropped a soft kiss on her slit then lifted to climb off the bed.
Her eyes were on me quickly when I grabbed the oil and reached for her hand. “I hope you’re about to ask me to bend over the bed.”
I chuckled and kissed her shoulder after she was standing. “No, I’m about to ask you to get in bed with me.”
I moved around her and yanked the bedding back.
“For sex?”
“No, for sleep.”
“With you?”
“Yes.”
“Just sleep?”
I moved closer and gripped her hips, bringing her to me. “Just sleep.”
“Why?”
“Because you need sleep right now more than you need an orgasm and I also want you in my bed tonight.” I brushed my lips over hers. “Get in.”
She frowned and pouted but eventually complied and climbed in my bed.
I lifted the towels I used, took them to the bathroom, then joined her.
I stretched out beside her and pulled Scotlyn against me.
Her back was to my chest, my dick resting against her ass while I wrapped an arm around her waist and held her close.
She covered my hand and laced her fingers with mine.
"This feels more intimate than sex.”
“A connection, which is." I kissed her shoulder and felt her sink deeper into my hold. “Get some rest.”
“Mmhmm.” I smirked, knowing she was already drifting and my mind was shifting to the possibility of having this permanently and not just as a temporary fix.
Which was the last thing I needed in my head…
I woke to warmth wrapped around me. Scotlyn's leg was draped over mine, her arm across my chest and her head on my shoulder. My dick throbbed because of her naked body pressed against mine.
Last night had been about taking care of her and I’d kept my word, which meant denying us both release. But this morning? I wasn’t denying shit.
I moved my fingers down her spine, making Scotlyn stir, which had her inching closer.
I ran my hand over the curve of her ass and gripped it firmly.
Everything about this moment was so off script.
She wasn’t supposed to be in my bed, and damn sure not naked with me wanting to fuck her, but I didn’t care.
"Mmm," she mumbled, still half asleep, grinding her pussy on my thigh. I smirked and shifted to face her, letting my hands continue to explore. My fingers moved up her side, across her ribcage, and over the curve of her breasts. Her nipples hardened against my palms and I squeezed, rubbing roughly.
Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled lazily. "Good morning."
"Morning.” I brushed my thumb across her nipple, watching as she bit her lower lip. "Sleep well?"
"Yep." She rocked her hips against me. “Is this part of the premium treatment too?”
I smirked. "Depends."
I leaned down and let my mouth replace my hand, circling her nipple with my tongue before sucking it between my lips. She moved a hand to the back of my neck and held me in place while I moved to the other breast, giving both equal attention.
"I took care of you last night as promised.” I sucked hard on her nipple. “Now I would like to take care of you in a different way this morning."
I lifted and shifted us both until she was on her back so I could trail kisses down her stomach.
"What happened to this not being about sex?"
"Last night wasn’t." I settled between her thighs and pushed them wider with my shoulders. "But this morning damn sure is, unless you object."
I looked up and waited for permission. Her contract covered our sessions in the playroom but there wasn’t context that dealt with me fucking her in my bed. The distinction mattered, so I didn’t proceed until I fully believed she was good with this.
She nodded and smiled before confirming. "Yes."
I lowered my mouth to her pussy and used my tongue to spread her open with one long stroke.
She was already wet and needy based on the way she ground against my face.
I circled her clit and alternated between firm strokes and sucking, occasionally lifting my eyes to gauge her reaction, but her body told me everything I needed to know based on the way she lifted her hips off the bed, searching for more.
I placed my arm across her pelvis to shut that shit down, holding her in place.
"Stay still. You take what I give."
She moaned in annoyance and stopped moving but her body was trembling with the effort to stay still while I continued sucking on her pussy. I pushed two fingers inside her, curling them up then pressed deeper until she was rocking her hips again.
"Christian…" she moaned, fisting the sheets.
I worked her with my tongue and fingers until she was on the edge, her thighs quivering against my shoulders, and she bucked her hips again but I pulled back, denying her release.
"Please," she begged, sounding frustrated as hell.