Chapter 50
“ H ow are you feeling, Boo?” Slade asked as he helped her into bed on Sunday night.
She blushed slightly. She couldn’t believe that she’d sucked Slade off. While Spencer fucked her. And Rock came with her hand around him.
“Oh, that good, huh?” he murmured.
“Um, well, I’m getting everything I ever wanted and never thought I would get. So, yeah . . . I feel pretty damn good.”
“Everything you ever wanted. That’s good. Because I want you to have everything you ever wanted.” He turned her to her side and kissed her lightly.
“Although there is something else I didn’t get.”
“Is that so? What would that be?” he asked with wide eyes.
Yeah, she wasn’t really buying his innocent act.
She grasped hold of his cock. “This. Inside me.”
So far she’d only sucked him off and while that was amazing she couldn’t help but want more.
Spencer was the only one that had actually fucked her. Rock, well, she might have work up to taking him.
“And do you think you’re up for that?” he murmured. “I wouldn’t want to hurt my girl.”
“I am. Really, I am. Please,” she begged. “I just really want you inside me.”
“We’ll need to make you nice and wet to take me.” He cupped her breast, playing with her nipple through the nightgown she was wearing.
It wasn’t the red one. She wasn’t sure where that had gone. It seemed to have disappeared.
This one was pink-and-white-striped, and while not sexy, she thought it was cute.
He slowly undid the buttons down the front and parted it. Then he whistled, low and slow. “Look at you. Absolutely beautiful.”
Blushing, she squirmed. “Really?”
“Absolutely. I don’t know how you can’t see it. But I will spend every day for the rest of my life telling you exactly how amazing and beautiful you are.”
“Thank you,” she whispered huskily.
“Oh, you never have to thank me for telling you the truth. It is my pleasure.”
Slade leaned down and licked her nipple. Then drew it into his mouth, sucking strongly. A moan escaped her and she thrust her hips up.
God. That felt so good.
“Now, are you going to be my good girl?” Slade murmured.
She didn’t know why she liked hearing him say that so much. But she did.
And she most definitely wanted to be his good girl.
“I will be. I promise.”
“Good girl.” He cupped her mound, sliding his finger between her slick lips. “Nice and wet. But I think we can do better, can’t we?”
“Can we?” she asked, her voice sounding husky.
Breathless.
She’d never enjoyed sex before and now it seemed like she’d become a sex addict. But just for them.
The more she got, the more she wanted .
“Oh yes, we can definitely do better. Part your legs. Be my good girl and obey me and I’ll make sure you come. Be a naughty girl and I’ll have to punish you.”
If by punishing her, he meant that he would make her wait to come, then she was definitely going to do as she was told.
“Have you ever considered anal sex?” he asked. “Tried it?”
“I . . . I haven’t tried it.”
“But you’ve thought about it, haven’t you?” he murmured.
“Yes,” she said honestly.
He circled her entrance with his finger while sucking strongly on her clit. “Good girl for being so honest. That’s going to get you a reward.”
He teased her clit with his tongue.
He was so good at that. She was already on the cusp of an orgasm, but she didn’t want any of this to stop.
She needed more.
Slade drew his finger away, leaning back to stare down at her. “Such pretty breasts.”
She wasn’t sure if they really were but she’d take the compliment.
“We’ll have to prepare you before we take you there. I’ll order some butt plugs.”
She knew she was blushing. She could feel it. But the thought of taking one of them in her ass and the other in her pussy . . . yep. She was so wet and her clit was throbbing.
It was almost too much.
He lay on his side, staring at her, while two fingers moved almost lazily in and out of her pussy.
She squirmed, searching for more and he drew his fingers out, lightly smacking her pussy.
“Naughty girl. No moving.”
Indie whimpered. Why was he so mean? Why couldn’t she move? She needed more. More friction on her clit.
His dick in her pussy.
“Have you been reading your book?” he asked .
Why did he sound like he was having an everyday conversation with her over a cup of tea?
And why was he talking about her book . . . what book?
Oh.
The book that he’d given her?
Guilt washed through her because she hadn’t read it.
“I tried,” she whispered. “I’m sorry. I’ve picked it up several times and I just haven’t been able to read it.”
“Hey, there’s no reason to feel guilty,” he told her. “I know you’ve had trouble reading because of fucking Billy.”
“Billy the Willy Wanker,” she muttered.
Spencer’s name for him was really catchy.
His lips twitched. “That’s right. Billy the Willy Wanker. Let’s take reading back for you, yeah? Did you know it’s a reverse harem book?”
“Um, yes, I did.”
What was he doing? He slid his fingers from her pussy and reached over to grab her book off the nightstand. He opened it, searching through. “Hmm, there’s some good sex scenes in here. We could act some of these out. Oh, in this one she takes two dicks into her pussy at once.”
“What?” she asked in a high-pitched squeak.
“Yeah, very interesting.”
“I can’t do that.”
He glanced at her with a smirk. “No?”
“No!”
“What about a dick in your pussy and one in your ass while another is in your mouth?”
“But where would the fourth one go,” she said without thought. “Actually, forget I said that.”
His gaze narrowed. “I can’t. But there is always a hand.”
True.
“Yeah, I guess that sounds . . . interesting.”
“I bet it does. Hmm, here one of the main characters is spanking our heroine while she sucks one of the guys off. That seems dangerous. She might bite down.”
Okay, why was it turning her on so much listening to him talk about sex scenes in her book?
“What else is there?” she asked.
“Well, here we are. One of them is taking her in the ass while another licks her pussy. Oh, and we have some cock warming. Delicious.”
“Cock warming?” she asked. “Really? I have read about that in another book.”
“Yes, here she’s being punished by having to sit with his dick in her ass and not move. Even while another of her heroes licks her pussy. Now, that one I do like the sound of. What an interesting punishment. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“You can’t,” she said hastily. “And I got punished the other night.”
Slade raised his eyebrows. “You were tied naked to the bed while we pleasured you. Not much of a punishment. Of course, you are going to spend tomorrow just dressed in that red nightgown . . . and nothing else.”
“I am?” she asked.
“Definitely. But this give me an idea for another punishment. Let’s test it out and see how it goes. If it works nicely, well, it might become very useful.”
She groaned. How was this her life?
Seriously?
Getting up, he stripped off his dark blue pajamas. Yep, he slept in pajamas.
And, yes, they were as hot as fuck.
But not as hot as Slade naked. The tattoo that went up his neck also ran down one side of his chest. His very toned and muscular chest.
How did all these guys look like models?
He sat on the bed with his back resting against the headboard. Then he grabbed a couple of pillows, placing them behind him .
“Come here, Boo. Face me.” With his help, she straddled his lap, facing him.
Reaching between her legs, he slid two fingers deep inside her, rubbing her clit with his thumb.
God, that felt so amazing. So good.
He helped her up so she could slide down on his dick. Her breath caught.
Ohh. That was amazing.
“More,” she said.
But he grasped hold of her hips and held her there. “No, stay still. This is part of the punishment.”
She let out a whimper. “That’s so mean.”
“Poor baby.” He brushed her hair off her face, then wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. He drew her in for a kiss. “How about we use something to distract you, hmm?”
Right. She really didn’t trust the look on his face. He appeared far too smug.
“Like what?” she asked.
“Let’s start reading your book.” Slade picked up the book again and started to read.
And, wow, who knew he would have such a sexy reading voice? She could listen to him reading out loud for hours.
There was just one problem.
This was a romance book. And romance books tended to turn her on.
Slade reading a romance book in his sexy voice while they were both naked and she had his dick in her pussy?
Dead. She was dead.
She squirmed and he slapped her ass lightly. “The timer starts again.”
“There’s a timer?” she cried.
He smirked. “There is. You didn’t think you could just sit there for a few minutes and then I’d fuck you, did you?”
Yes. Yes, she did.
“This is punishment, Boo. It’s meant to be hard. ”
She groaned. “You’re so mean.”
“And you’re so beautiful.”
Urgh. It was hard to stay mad at someone when they called you beautiful.
“Now, where were we up to in the book? Ahh, yes, here we are.” He started reading again.
In other words, he started torturing her again.
The asshole.
It took all of her control to remain still. Although she couldn’t help but flex around his dick. He paused and she held her breath.
“And I think we need to start the timer again.”
Nooo.
He began reading again.
God. As a punishment this actually worked really well.
“Somebody is getting very worked up,” he said calmly after several more minutes of reading. “I can feel you pulsing around my dick.”
“Please,” she whispered. “I want more. Please.”
“My poor baby.” Placing the book down, Slade cupped her breast, squeezing her nipple.
She let out a deep moan.
“That’s it. You can move now. Good girl, squeeze my dick. Is this comfortable for you or would you rather I flipped you over and rode you doggy style?”
“Oh my God, Slade! You can’t say things like that.”
He grinned. “I can say whatever I like, my Boo. Fuck, you feel amazing on my cock.”
Was he sent here to murder her?
It sure felt like it.
She rode his dick, placing her hands on his chest to steady herself as she moved up and down the hard shaft.
Her hair flowed down her back with each movement. And as he gazed up at her with lust and adoration, she felt . . . beautiful.
Her orgasm washed through her slowly, surprising her as she didn’t think she’d ever come without someone playing with her clit .
Staring into his eyes, she let Slade see all of her feelings.
Her love for him. Her desire.
Her need.
And he gazed back at her with the same things reflected in his gaze. With a fair bit of dominance in there as well.
And hunger. So much hunger.
Then he took over, drawing her up and down his hard dick until he reached the edge of his control. He couldn’t hold it back, coming with a shout.
Indie had never thought sex could feel this good. And she knew it wasn’t all about skill or need.
It was about feeling safe and loved.
Something she now had in spades thanks to them.