8. Jude
CHAPTER 8
Jude
I’m dead on my feet as I trudge up the stairs and onto the floor of our apartment. Thankfully, I work on the elective surgery ward, so there generally aren’t ever any harrowing emergencies. But bloody hell it was still busy as fuck today. I don’t think I sat down for the entire twelve hours, and I was lucky to grab half a sandwich for lunch. At least I’m allowed to keep a big reusable water bottle at the nurses’ station so I can stay hydrated. But…yeah…
Brain is mush. I’d actually forgotten that Tian was off on his exciting Daddy/little date tonight with the mysterious Evan until I was almost all the way home. Sai said he was going to drop him off like it was his first day at nursery, and I’m not sure who’s benefit that was for—Sai or Tian. But I do think it’s sweet and I’m looking forward to hearing every detail from my husband any minute now.
After a shower, though. I always do that as soon as I get in. Otherwise, I feel like I’m trailing germs everywhere. And find some food. Ohh, I wonder if there are any leftovers in the fridge. Or anything I can just throw in the microwave and not think about. I doubt Sai had time to cook, so?—
I’ve barely turned my key in the door when it’s pulled sharply inwards, taking my bunch of keys with it. Sai fills the gap between the door and its frame, fixing me with a piercing gaze. “You’re late,” he growls.
My stomach drops. Late for what? Have I forgotten something important? Is Tian’s date another night? Have I?—
Hold up.
I blink and take in the black leather trousers and dark purple mesh top Sai is wearing, all of which clings to his fit body like a second skin. He’s lean rather than muscular, but to me he’s absolutely perfect.
Suddenly, I’m not so tired anymore.
“I’m so sorry I’m late, Sir,” I whisper, looking up and down the corridor. There’s no one there, but it adds to the feeling that this is something illicit, and that gets my blood pumping in an instant. With a shaking hand, I ease the keys out of the lock and clutch them to my chest.
Sai grabs the front of my coat and yanks me inside the flat, slamming the door shut. I drop my keys in the bowl on the little table next to us and let my rucksack fall to the floor. He shoves my back against the door and his tongue down my throat. I whimper, my knees going weak as I surrender to him.
“Filthy,” he snarls into my mouth. “Dirty, dirty boy. You need a thorough clean.”
“Y-yes, Sir,” I manage to stammer between rough kisses. Poor Bow has trotted over to me to say ‘hello’, and I manage to rub her head. “It’s okay, girl. Daddy Sai and daddy Jude will be back in a minute.”
Sai hauls me off the door and shoves me down the corridor. “Get in that bathroom, now,” he snaps, his eyes blazing.
Holy hell, my skin is on fire and my cock is already jumping to attention, trying to escape my scrubs. I shrug off my coat as I stumble down the narrow hallway, desperately shedding the rest of my clothes. Sai follows, casually stepping over the trail I’m leaving, but never taking his heated eyes off me.
“Being slow will only get you punished more,” he warns.
I scramble into the bath, going behind the glass screen to turn the water on. It’s cold as it hits my skin, making me yelp, but I stand under the spray until it begins to heat up. As it does, Sai closes the door, leans against the wall, and crosses his arms over his chest.
“Clean yourself up, you filthy fucking whore,” he hisses darkly. “I’m waiting.”
I grab the all-in-one hair and shower gel, squirting it on the loofah before hastily rubbing the suds all over myself. The scent of coconut fills the steamy air as I do, and Sai keeps his gaze locked with mine the entire time. Even though I’m rushing, I make sure to give a moment’s extra time to my most intimate areas.
I can’t have been under the water more than sixty seconds before I twist the dial and shut off the supply, leaving me shivering as droplets run down my body. Sai smirks and throws me a towel, which I catch clumsily.
“On the bed, now,” he says. “Cock down, arse up, legs spread, hands above your head.”
I give a cursory swipe of the towel over my body before hopping out of the tub and yanking the door open. He grabs the towel back from me, presumably to hang back up on the heated rail, leaving me to dash to the bedroom naked.
Luckily, Bow is aware that when her daddies play these sorts of games, it’s best to go lie down in her bed until they’re done. Then they’ll give her lots of cuddles and treats afterwards. So I only give a quick check to make sure she’s not in our room before throwing myself down on the mattress of our super king-sized bed and display myself the way Sai told me to.
He hums low and dangerous as he stalks into the bedroom, closing that door behind him like the others. It makes me feel trapped.
I love it.
The bed dips as he kneels between my legs and runs a hand down my damp spine. “What are you?” he demands.
“A…a filthy slut,” I utter.
He grunts out a laugh. “Not so filthy anymore. Someone had to sort you out. Say ‘thank you’.”
“Thank you, Sir.” I’m panting and my cock is almost painful under me against the mattress, but I know better than to try and relieve myself. Sai is in charge now. All I have to do is submit to him.
“Who do you belong to?” he asks as he pulls my cheeks apart.
“You, Sir, ohhh…”
My eyes roll back in my head as he licks a stripe from my balls all the way across my taint and my crack. Then his tongue is plundering my hole, and all I can do is lie there and take it. My hands curl around the bedsheets, flexing and squeezing as I try not to squirm too much as he devours me.
“Squeal all you want, little piggy,” he mumbles against my sensitive skin. “You’re going to take whatever I give you, aren’t you? Whores who can’t even show up on time don’t get a say in the matter.”
“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir,” I say breathlessly, knowing full well that what he wants is for me to make a considerable amount of noise. He wants to know I’m enjoying myself. He wants to feel how he’s in charge and that my body in that moment is nothing more than his plaything.
My trapped cock leaks at the thought of it.
I’m not sure how long he tortures me with his lips, tongue and fingers, but by the time he unzips his trousers, pushes them down his thighs, and slides his rock-hard lubricated cock inside me, my hole is a slick, quivering mess.
“Take it, you fucker, take it,” he cries as he thrusts hard and fast. I wail and cling onto the bedding as he rides my arse, helpless to his raging lust. I float in my submission, my skin burning as he makes himself feel sublime.
I’m not sure how long he pleasures himself on me for, but then he’s bellowing as he comes, filling me up to the brim. Before he’s even soft, he yanks himself free, and then he’s pulling my cheeks apart again so he can eat my sensitive hole out once more, moaning as he slurps out his own cum.
I’m practically sobbing by the time he flips me over, my red cock bouncing off my belly. “You’re allowed to come for me now, whore,” he rasps, before swallowing me down to the root and sucking roughly, unconcerned if his teeth scratch along my shaft.
“Yes, Sir! Yes!” I scream, hardly needing any encouragement at all. Within seconds, I’m shooting my load into his mouth where he drinks every drop.
He keeps suckling me until I go limp and begin to whine. Then he lets my cock flop from his lips as he starts pressing kisses along my hip and stomach, caressing my sides until he collapses on the bed beside me. He kicks his trousers off the rest of the way and removes his top so we’re both naked, then gathers me up in his arms and hugs me tightly.
“Welcome home, baby,” he says as he presses more kisses against my hair.
I groan and cling to him, laughing with what energy I have left. “Hi,” I mumble.
“Did you like that?”
Why’s he asking stupid questions when I’m in a post-orgasm bliss? Unable to form words, I give him a thumbs-up that makes him belly laugh.
“Good,” he says. “Both my boys had to be spoiled tonight. I’ve got you some dinner sorted when you feel able to walk. Then we need to go and pick up Tian from his date.”
“Love you,” I mumble against his chest. After a while, I manage to rouse from my stupor. Blinking, I smile up at him, and he fondly traces his fingers along my jaw. “You dropped Tian off okay?” I ask, my voice croaking from all the sex screams.
Before answering, Sai takes my hand and helps me stand. “Yes, it all went well,” he says, opening the door and walking me back to the bathroom. Bow comes running and winds herself around our legs to make sure we’re both okay after our ‘exercise session’. Her fur tickles my bare skin.
“Good girl,” I assure her.
“Yes, you are,” Sai agrees. He gets a flannel, runs warm water over it, then gently wipes us both down. Bow supervises with the occasional happy bark.
“You met this Evan guy?” I prompt Sai as he finishes up.
He nods. “Yeah. He was and wasn’t what I was expecting at the same time. But I got a good vibe. Tian was excited and Evan looked at him like he was precious, so I felt okay leaving them alone.”
That warms my heart to hear. No one should look at Tian any other way as far as I’m concerned. “Good. Tian deserves to have a little crush and a little fun…all the nice little things.”
Sai laughs at my silly joke as he guides me back into the bedroom where we both dress in jeans and jumpers. I’d prefer joggers right now if I could, but seeing as we have to go outside soon, it’s best to go straight for the more structured clothing. Otherwise, I’ll crawl into bed and never move again.
Once I’m sat at our small dining table with a big glass of water and some reheated pasta, I’m starting to feel a lot less blurry after my mind-blowing orgasm. “I have a good feeling about this,” I say, apropos of nothing.
But Sai smiles at me and nods. “You mean this Evan thing? I agree.”
I shrug and swallow another bite of food. “I’m interested to meet him. But it’s more that I think it’ll do Tian a lot of good. He deserves to be adored. And the more chances he gets to age play I think it actually makes him more confident in the rest of his life. It’s like a valve that’s good to let off steam. It nourishes him.” I wrinkle my nose. “Too many metaphors.”
Sai laughs at my rambling, but not in an unkind way. “Yeah, it’s good to see our baby boy spread his wings.”
I eat a little more, turning my thoughts over. It is a bit strange to know Tian is out there with another man, and I can’t help but worry just a bit that he’s okay and not being taken advantage of.
This date is probably good for Sai and I as well, come to think of it. As much as we want Tian to have his freedom, we need to make sure he has the space to be free with us in the first place.
There has to be something special about this guy if Tian felt strongly enough to pursue a date now and not before with anyone else. I look my husband up and down as I take a gulp of water and wipe my hand over my mouth to make sure I haven’t left any dinner there.
“So you liked him?”
Sai raises his eyebrows. “Evan? Yeah, I did. I wasn’t sure at first after the way he made our baby cry.” I hum in agreement. “But he’s clearly going through something and thinks very highly of Tian now. I think there’s more going on than probably meets the eye.”
I nod. “Well, I guess the only way I can make up my own opinion on him is to be the last one to meet him.”
“You ready?” Sai asks, glancing down at my mostly finished dinner.
Honestly, I’m fifty-fifty on if I want to go out or pass out. But Tian needs me, and if we’re going to debrief after his evening, it will help if I know a bit about who he’s spent it with.
“Ready,” I say firmly, pushing my chair out and getting to my feet. “Let’s go see how little Baby Tee and Daddy Evan did with their practice date.”
Sai grins as he follows me. “They need a mark out of ten.”
I make short work of taking my plate and glass to the kitchen to rinse out and load into the dishwasher. Then I head back into the living room, but before I put my shoes and coat on, I pull Sai to me by the scruff of his jumper and kiss his mouth. “You’re ten out of ten, Sir,” I tell him, just in case he was unaware.
Sai grins against my mouth. “Good boy.”
Why, yes. I can be good when I want to be.