Chapter 29
29
COLLINS
“What in the actual hell is going on here?”
My eyes narrow in on Chris, who is supposed to be guarding Penny while I was tending to business.
Critically important business…
“What’s up, Redeye?”
“What in the hell are you doing?” I ask again.
A few pieces of popcorn fall from his mouth. “Enjoying a snack with Penelope Hoffman.”
A snack? It looks like a meal.
My eyes look at the movie playing. A freaking chick flick. Are they on a date?
“Did I interrupt?”
Penny has the nerve to look at me with her sassy smile, now deciding it’s the right time to stop ignoring me. Then she places a finger to her lips and shushes me. She fucking shushes me. “It’s the best part.”
Shaking my head at her, I growl, “I’ll deal with you later.”
She pops another piece of popcorn into the air, completely missing her mouth. It gets stuck in her hair. “That sounds toxic.”
I close the distance, standing right in front of the duo on the couch. “You had one job to do, man. One.”
“And I’m doing it. The princess is safe—obvi.”
“Don’t call her that,” I snap.
Penny looks at me with amusement. Why does she find joy in my torment?
I snatch the remote and pause the movie.
“Time to leave,” I say to Chris.
I am three seconds away from relocating his body from that couch.
Chris gets up, a little too reluctantly. “Oh, c’mon. I need to see what happens.”
“The boat sinks,” I deadpan.
“Wow, way to ruin the entire movie!”
I look at him as if he’s lost his mind. Clearly he has. “It’s the Titanic .”
Meanwhile, Penny can’t stop from laughing and spilling popcorn all over my pristine living room. This place hasn’t been free of crumbs since before she plowed her way into my life. And I still haven’t adapted to the shock of someone so small making such a big mess.
But oddly, I’m not upset by it in the slightest.
She belongs here—crumbs and all.
But this fucker who is enjoying time with my princess? No.
He needs to go.
My eyes catch Chris’s feet as he walks past. “Dude, where are your socks?”
For fuck’s sake…
“They are inside my shoes near the door.”
“Why are your toenails painted?” I snap.
“It was pedicure day.”
I must have entered some type of alternate universe.
“There’s paint left if you want yours done too,” Penny says with a smirk. “I’m sure your shade is Grumpy Grey.”
“Yeah, Redeye, men should never neglect their cuticles.”
I can’t even with them right now. I help usher Chris out the door, smacking him on the back—probably a little too hard—as he leaves.
Then I stalk back toward Penny, who now has popcorn surrounding her on the couch and the floor. I wonder if she actually consumed any or missed her mouth entirely with each attempt? At least the piece in her hair is gone. That one was irking me.
“No sharing couches or Netflix or fucking popcorn with other men.”
She hums.
“Did you even hear me?” I ask. I can tell my temper is rising exponentially with each passing second.
“Honestly, I’ve blurred out most of it. Why are you ranting again?”
She’s being way too sassy today.
Stalking toward her, I grab her chin. Despite being furious with her, I keep my touch gentle and revel in how she just melts into my palm.
I pet her cheek. “I can see you want to be brave today. Is your mouth filter broken?”
Her eyes find me, and I want to get lost in their crystal-blue depths. “Maybe.”
“You don’t need to work for my attention, Princess. You already have all of it.”
“But Chris is so?—”
My touch turns more intentionally firm. “Do I need to fuck my memory back into you? Or wash your mouth out with my cum to remind you not to speak another man’s name when we are together?”
“Yes,” she says boldly.
Reaching into my pocket, I pull out her collar, rolling it around between my fingers. Undoing the clasp, I secure it around her neck.
“You look so pretty,” I say with adoration.
I undo the button and zipper of my pants and slide them down along with my boxer briefs.
Wrapping my fingers around her neck just north of the collar, I embrace the energy circulating through my system of how it’ll feel to slide right down her thin and delicate throat.
Rolling my neck, I feel the tension leaving me.
“Slide your ass to the edge of the couch.”
I relish her compliance. Grasping my cock between my fingers, I rub it to attention, watching as Penny keeps her eyes trained on it.
“Open that sweet but defiant mouth of yours,” I say, when I can’t take any more of the torment. I give her collar a little tug. “Tongue out. Mouth wide.”
I feed her only an inch, allowing her time to get accustomed to my size.
With her lips suctioned around my head, Penny uses my thighs for stability.
“Breathe through your nose, Princess. Relax that throat.”
My thumb slips under the collar, feeling her pulse beneath the beat of my own.
I push in more.
“Look at you, swallowing cock like a good little girl.”
She relaxes more.
Grasping both sides of her face, I thrust in deeper.
And deeper.
Penny coughs around me, and the sudden jerking sends ripples of pleasure through my entire body.
“Fuck, yes,” I say breathily. “Choke on it.”
And she does, gripping my thighs and sputtering out drool from around her pretty pink lips.
I slow my movements and allow her to readjust, pulling out and giving her a chance to get a breath.
“You’re being such a good girl for me, Princess.”
Sucking me in deep, she looks up at me with tears forming around the edges of her eyes. I tangle my fingers into her hair, savoring this feeling of her warm mouth massaging my cock.
“Just a little more,” I coo. “You can take more, right?”
Penny relaxes her suction and forces herself forward, just another inch.
But it’s her moan, coupled with the image of her in her collar, that is nearly my undoing. “Ahhh…I’m close.”
Like the fucking good girl she is, Penny tightens her suction and wraps her tongue along the underside of me, causing me to plummet completely over the edge and spill all my seed down her throat in four strong bursts.
My spine sags as I slip out of her mouth, dribbling some cum on her lips and down her chin. Holding her face to my thigh, I massage her scalp.
“No flirting with other men,” I remind.
With dazed eyes, she looks up at me, but it’s her smile of satisfaction that stops my heart. “I missed you.”
Her words are so sweet that it tugs at my heartstrings. “I missed you too, Princess. But I was gone two hours.”
“And I wasn’t flirting.”
Pulling her up from the couch, more popcorn rains down onto our feet. My hands find her ass cheeks and give them a hard squeeze.
“When can we go back to Limit-X?”
What? “Never.”
Her bottom lip pops out. “You lost the Labor Day bet.”
“We can renegotiate.”
Penny looks up at me and bats her eyelashes. Then she sticks that damn tongue out.
It doesn’t make me see red. It makes me see green.
“Uh-oh,” she says, backing out of my hold.
“I hope you run,” I say smoothly.
And she does, taking off down the hall.
I kick my jeans and boxer briefs off and stalk after her with the thrill of the chase racing through my veins.
My cock comes to life.
What is this girl doing to me?
Looping my arm around Penny’s stomach, I flatten her up against the wall, while my cock presses into her ass.
Breathing into her ear, I whisper, “There’s not a place on this planet you can hide where I wouldn’t find you, Princess. You are mine. ”
“Let me go, you brute.”
“Tsk-tsk… That’s no way to talk to your deliverer of pain and pleasure. At least be strategic.”
It’s this game we play, which walks on the fine line of going too far and not going far enough.
We both crave the excitement of being together.
Spinning Penny around, I grind my cock against her body, and then within seconds, I get all of our clothes off and puddling at our feet.
“There. Much better,” I croon.
A hand traces up her leg from knee to hip.
“Don’t touch me.”
Lies.
It’s all part of this dance we do, where Penny doesn’t act like she wants me to have this control over her, and I help break through her perfectly erected walls.
And maybe, just maybe, over the course of the days we’ve spent together thus far, I became her safe way to psychologically flood out her demons. I’ve proven to her that she can have a fulfilling sex life with a man who will guide her passion and rein in her rebellious streak.
Effortlessly, I lift Penny into the air, while her legs wrap around my waist.
“Eek! Hey! Put me down!”
It’s a valiant fight, but I’m just too strong.
“Do bad girls get fucked against hard walls in hallways, Princess?”
“Yes…” she hisses, her eyes glassy with desire.
“What do good girls get then?”
“They get their release.”
“Yes, Princess, they do. So are you going to be good or bad?”
“Both.”
Reaching between us, I tease her pussy, enjoying how responsive she is to my touch.
She wants my control. And no matter how reluctant I was in the past to give this to her, she needs it to heal.
Because it’s more than just sex between us. It’s therapy.
And if this level of trust restores a piece of Penny, then I’m lucky enough to be the deliverer of it.
“Are you ready for me? I’m going to slide my cock into that pussy of yours and stretch you out.”
“Mm-hmm…”
“Lift your hips and relax your inner muscles.”
Pushing off of me, she does, and then slides down onto me like the good fucking girl she is.
There is nothing bad about this feeling.
Penelope Hoffman is a fucking dream.
“Look at you being such a good fuck doll, getting railed against a hard wall by your bodyguard.”
I bite at her neck, savoring the screams coming from her throat.
“You’re going to keep this our little secret, right?”
“Mm-hmm…”
I push in farther, feeling the resistance increase as I go deeper.
“Fuck, yes…take all of me…”
“Ahhh…” she moans, creaming all over my damn cock.
“Fuck,” I bellow and shoot my load deep into her pussy.
For several minutes, I hold Penny’s limp body against mine as her breathing tries to return to normal.
Coming down from my own high, I kiss her forehead and then rest my head against the side of her neck.
Being with Penny restores me. She has given me a newfound purpose for wanting more out of this life other than being the best worker I can be.
Turning my lips to her neck, I give it a little bite. She squirms.
“Are you sore?”
“Yes,” she pants.
“Good. Now you’ll have a strong reminder not to cross me when it comes to other men.”
“Next time don’t leave me.”
I swallow hard. “I never want to leave you, Princess.”