Chapter 1
Chapter One
“Anyone ever tell you that snooping through people's drawers is wrong?” his voice says from the doorway, making me yelp in surprise.
“What do you do with all of this?”
“That’s not what tonight is about. Come eat this food,” he replies, and I cross my arms.
“I’m not moving until I get an answer.”
“Penny…”
“If the next word out of your mouth isn’t an explanation, I don’t want to hear it,” I sigh, scooting back and looking at my nails completely unbothered.
“You’re pushing it.”
“Oh, am I? Poor Malcolm can't handle his five-foot ex-wife asking questions about his sex drawer?” I say in a mocking tone. “What a big bad firefighter you are.”
He takes a slow step toward me, amusement etched into his face like I have never seen. It makes my pulse speed up as he gets closer.
“You want me to show you what I do with the things in that drawer?” he says, and I swallow.
“Maybe.”
“Maybe?” he asks. “Maybe isn’t an answer.” His grin widens.
“If that's the only way I'll get an explanation, then yes.”
“Careful what you volunteer for, sweetheart.”
My stomach immediately flips at the nickname, and he notices, but I try to play it off.
“It's not like we haven't done this before,” I mutter.
“No,” he says quietly. “We haven't done this before.”
“Well then,” I say, refusing to back down, “what are you waiting for?”
For a second, neither of us moves, then Malcolm sets his keys on the dresser.
“Penny, Penny, Penny,” he says, his gaze locking on mine. “Let's see how long you can keep this bratty-ass attitude going. Take your clothes off and get on the bed.”
I comply immediately as he takes his shirt off, followed by his jeans, until he’s standing there in nothing but his black boxer briefs.
I bite my lip as I run my eyes down his body.
He walks up to the nightstand and pulls out 2 of the silk scarves, tying one to each of my wrists.
He attaches the ties to the headboard and walks to the end of the bed, pulling me down by the ankles.
He grabs the last 2 silk ties and ties my ankles to the bedposts, admiring his handiwork with lust in his eyes.
“You’re right. We never did this,” I say a little nervously, a smirk coming across his face.
“You want me to stop? We don’t have to go any further.”
“And give you that satisfaction? Absolutely not. Keep going,” I tell him, and he laughs out loud. He pulls out the blindfold next, sliding it over my eyes until all I see is darkness.
“Alright, Penny,” he says, his voice low and gravelly as he runs a finger down my body. I gasp as the movement makes goosebumps erupt at his touch. “If you need me to stop, and I mean really stop, at any point in time… I need you to say pineapple.”
“That’s so basic,” I say quietly, and he laughs.
“Okay, brat. What do you want the safeword to be?”
“Platypus.”
“Then platypus it is,” he laughs, and I feel the bed dip as he gets closer to me.
“Let’s see if I remember your body like I used to.
” He snaps his fingers and rifles through the drawer for a second before coming back to me.
“Before I forget.” I hear the snap of a lid opening and closing, then his fingers slide between my legs, and he rubs something on my clit.
“This will have you screaming that safeword for me.”
“I bet it won’t,” I challenge, trying not to get distracted by the sensations traveling from my clit.
“We’ll see.”
He lowers his lips to my mouth, kissing me like he used to when we were married.
Our tongues battle for dominance for a moment before he grabs my throat, making me gasp and winning the battle.
I moan into the kiss, and he pulls back, moving his mouth to my neck and ear.
It’s been so long since I had a man touch me like this.
The last one was him, and he still knows exactly what to do to me. It’s unfair.
“Fuck,” I moan, and he smiles against my skin.
“We haven’t even gotten started yet, sweetheart.”
“Would you get to it? You’re the last man that ever touched me like this, and you’re gonna kill me with all this teasing.” He comes back up, his breath fanning my face as he does.
“Oh, Penny. You should have never told me that,” he tells me, mischief in his tone.
“Remember that safe word, pretty girl. I’m not the same man you left.
” He gives me no time to process or argue.
The next thing I feel is something cold surrounding my clit.
There’s a small click and vibrations erupt, making my back arch immediately.
“There are 10 settings on this toy, Penny. We’re not stopping until we go through all 10 or you call the safeword. Understand?”
“Fuuuuck,” I moan, Malcolm, pinching my nipple just enough to get my attention. “Yes. Yes, I understand.”
“Alright, since this is just the first one, we’ll do something easy.
Say the alphabet for me. If you miss a letter, you start over from the beginning.
And you’re not allowed to come until I say so.
” I fly through the alphabet, never missing a letter or stuttering.
“Such a good girl.” He presses his lips to mine, and I soak up the praise happily.
He presses the button, and the vibration rhythm changes.
“Oh, Malcolm,” I moan, and he groans into my ear.
“I’ve missed this,” he growls in approval. “Your body responds to me so well, baby. Count to 100 for me. Same rule. If you miss a number, you start over.” I fumble through the numbers, Malcolm pinching my nipples and forcing me to start over more than once before I finally make it to 100.
“I’m gonna come,” I moan, my body shaking as I fight the orgasm threatening to explode inside of me.
“Beg me for it,” he says, and I thrash my head back and forth. “If you want that first orgasm, beg me to let you come.”
“Fuck, Malcolm. Please. Please let me come,” I groan, and he pulls the toy off my clit. My eyes shoot open under the blindfold, and my blood boils beneath my skin. “What the actual fuck?!”
“Your orgasm is coming, sweetheart. How’s your dick-sucking game?”
“The same as it was last time I saw you.”
“Good. Open wide,” he says, and I open my mouth.
His dick slides into my mouth as his tongue flicks against my already throbbing clit.
“You stop, I stop. If you wanna come, make me come with you. Nod if you understand.” I nod quickly, sucking and gagging as he sucks on my clit viciously.
I moan with his dick in my mouth, and it twitches as he moans against my pussy.
I just know that I’m going to explode if I don’t get him off soon.
He runs his tongue down my slit to the entrance before sliding it back to my clit.
One finger slides inside of me, quickly followed by another until he’s hooking his fingers into the most delicious spot and sucking my clit like his life depends on it.
I lose the battle to hold it in, coming all over him in the most explosive way.
My screams of pleasure are muffled by his throbbing dick filling my mouth, but that doesn’t last long.
He grips my thighs and lets out an animalistic groan as he comes into my mouth.
He pulls his dick out and moves his body beside me.
“Holy shit,” I pant, and he chuckles beside me. “That was incredible.”
“Now for setting number 3,” he says breathlessly, turning the toy on and sticking it to my clit with no warning. “No task this time. I’m just gonna watch, but you can’t come unless I say so.”
Surely this is getting to him, too. He won’t be able to leave me like this for long, right?
That’s what I tell myself. He leans down, flicking his tongue against my nipple as he holds the toy firmly to my clit.
I buck my hips and thrash side to side, doing anything to get a break from the intense vibrations to no avail.
“Fu-fuck… Ma-Malcolm… P-please,” I stutter, and he chuckles against my breast, kissing his way back up to my neck.
“Call the word, and it all stops,” he says, nibbling on my earlobe.
The sensation travels straight to my belly where that spark he ignited is now a raging inferno.
I clench my teeth, refusing to give in, and he chuckles as he pushes the button again.
My body goes rigid, eyes rolling back as the new rhythm takes over.
“Don’t forget the rule, sweetheart. You do not come without permission. ”
My head swims, and I’m pretty sure I have forgotten how to breathe.
Whatever rule he thinks he’s instituted, my body doesn’t care.
All at once, the orgasm rips through me, screams that can only be described as a demon possession falling from my lips as I convulse on the bed.
He doesn’t turn the toy off, but he does pull it off and set it on the bed beside me.
“Holy fuck,” I pant, and Malcolm chuckles as he moves himself between my legs, lifting them slightly so that my ass is resting on his thighs. “What are you doing?
“You broke the rule, beautiful,” he replies nonchalantly. “I have to punish you now.”
“How?” I ask nervously. “Is it going to hurt?”
“Have I ever physically hurt you?” he says, his voice softer. I shake my head no, and a small smile crosses his face. “Exactly. Now tell me the safe word.”
“Platypus.”
“Good job,” he says, putting the toy back on my clit and pressing the button to initiate a new pattern.
I moan at the sensation, but immediately gasp as he slides two fingers inside of me.
“You’re so tight, baby. If you’re gonna take my dick, we gotta get you loosened up some.
” After a few minutes, he pushes the button again to change the pattern while he thrusts his fingers into me.
Another few minutes and the pattern changes again.
He does it a couple more times before he pulls his fingers out and takes the toy off, immediately frustrating me.
“Take a big breath for me, Penny.” I do as he says and he pushes his dick deep inside me, making me gasp.