Chapter 33
Itook my time, exploring his body patiently until he relaxed on the bed. I dug my hands into the tense muscles of his calves through the leather, hunting down knots and working them loose.
“I’m going to hire you as my permanent massage therapist,” he murmured.
“I’m just buttering you up before I get my hands on that ass. I want you relaxed.”
“Everything about me is relaxed except for my cock.”
I snickered. “That’ll get tended to in time.”
My fingertips walked over the seam of his pants and I pulled away. “Is there a secret zipper on these?”
“Mhmm. Easy access.”
“So fancy! I love it.” I crawled behind him. “Ready?”
“Mhmm.” Sidney adjusted himself, lifting his hips into the air while I carefully managed the zipper, laying him bare while the leather stayed on his waist and legs.
“You have such a great butt,” I mused, patting each cheek in turn.
“It’s one of my best features, I’m told,” Sidney said.
“Ten out of ten.”
Sidney closed his eyes and relaxed.
I popped open the bottle of Slickwid lube and dripped some between his cheeks. I worked slowly, using the soft pressure of my thumb to introduce it inside, adding more until I could slot the firm, slippery shaft of the strap-on into him. Sidney groaned into the bed but didn’t tell me to stop, so I continued to move. His hands flexed in the bindings, but he’d have to be patient.
Sidney groaned again as I pulled out and moved back in, the strap-on inching its way inside. After each miniscule movement, I added more lube until it was gliding freely.
I laid my hands on his hips and gave an experimental thrust.
“Oh, fuck,” Sidney gasped.
“Is that a good ‘oh, fuck’ or a bad one?”
“Good one. Keep going.”
Following the instruction, I moved again. The glide was way too satisfying. I held on tighter and moved with greater confidence. Murmured curses disappeared into the sheets, and Sidney held on to the headboard, knuckles white on the wrought iron.
“Don’t stop.” Sidney tried to angle to give himself more distance to reach for his cock, but the straps binding his wrists didn’t allow for it. He whimpered.
“I said your cock would get attention in time.” I buried the strap-on deep inside him. “So little patience.”
I slowed down my pace to tease him. He tried to tempt me into retaliation by moving his hips, trying to speed things up again.
I smacked his ass cheek. “Excuse you.” I pulled back, the dildo leaving his ass entirely. “If you’re going to be naughty, I can drag this out a lot longer.”
“Maybe I like being naughty.” Sidney turned his head and stuck his tongue out at me. “Guess you’ll have to tame me.”
With a low growl and satisfied smile, I climbed over him and got my teeth on a scent gland. Sidney panted desperately and arched his back, letting me get the dildo back into his ass. It was genuinely unfair I didn’t have a G-spot in my ass like he did.
He kept making pitiful sounds, and the power rushed to my head. I loved those sounds.
His groan pitched deeper with each thrust. Sidney squirmed, rocking his hips to tease his cock against the bedding.
I moved in a steady rhythm until Sidney was breathless, sweat prickling on his brow.
“Allie…please. Please, I want to come.” He begged so prettily. “I’m so close.”
The next thrust undid him, hitting perfectly to unravel the threads that held him together.
When Sidney resurfaced, he was laid out flat and face down against the sheets. I rolled him over, and he lay there, staring at me with a soft smile on his face.
“Sounds like someone had fun.” I pressed a soft kiss to his mouth and disappeared, returning a moment later with a warm cloth to tidy the mess he’d made on himself.
“Mhmm.”
I took the bed towel and cloth to the laundry. When I returned without the strap-on, Sidney tugged at the restraints.
“You’re cute tied up. If you were still hard, I’d climb on top and ride you into the mattress.”
He stretched luxuriously. “My mouth is rideable.”
“You’re so correct.”
I grinned and undid his cuffs before setting a knee down on either side of his face. One eager hand grabbed his hair, and his hands found my waist to pull me down and lick over my clit.
I ground against his mouth, filling the room with a deep and impatient melody of moans as I braced myself against the headboard, giving me additional purchase to ride him.
His tongue dipped inside me and back up to flick my clit, suckling the sensitive bud until I was writhing above him.
“Sidney,” I gasped out. My fingers tightened in his hair. I bucked against his mouth, seeking that gratifying friction I needed, and Sidney let me take my pleasure from him.
He slid his hands up my back in a smooth motion to gather up my long hair around his fist. I let out a groan as Sidney tugged, and I fucked his face with a growing ferocity.
The dam burst.
There was no chance for him to react as I rocked against his mouth, driving down as I came. My wetness slipped down his cheeks and coated his chin. I slowed in increments, gentling my pace and flopping over next to him, breathless.
“I almost pulled a muscle at the end there,” I said with a laugh. “Don’t let me skip leg day anymore.”
He rolled over and snared me close. “Fucking me can count as a workout.”
“I accept this.”
Sidney curled around me, inhaling deeply. “You smell so good. Now you can never leave.” He held me tighter and buried his face against my throat as I laughed and squirmed in his grasp.
“Nooo, my freedom!”
He rolled on top of me, squishing me into the mattress. “Oh nooo, you’re trapped. A tragedy. We’ll have to stay in bed forever.”
“You’re such a dork.” I giggled, relaxing beneath him.
Sidney kissed my cheek. “Want to have a bath before bed?”
“With bubbles?”
“Do you think I’d let you have a bath without bubbles? Where would the fun be in that? I’m pretty sure I have some bath bombs around here too if you would prefer that.”
“Hell yes to both options.”
“All right, you rest. It’ll only take me a minute.” Sidney hopped off the bed and got the bathwater running while he rummaged through the cupboards for the bath bombs. I picked out a pretty rose and gold sparkly one and moved to the bathroom so I could watch it froth in the water.
I quickly stripped out of my clothes, beaming at my impending bubble bath. “I’m going to get so spoiled staying here.”
“Eh, I wouldn’t say going beyond the bare minimum is spoiling. You deserve nice things, and I intend to give them to you.”
I locked my hands behind his neck and pulled him down for a lingering kiss that I felt down into my toes. “I’m going to have to up my ‘nice things’ game.”
Sidney scooped me up by the back of my thighs and held me close. “I won’t be complaining about that. Hop in the bath, and I’ll join you.”
He stepped back to give me space and let me sink into the fragrant water. Once I was settled, he followed me in, getting comfortable in the Jacuzzi tub and pulling me to lean against his chest.
“I haven’t taken advantage of this nearly as much as I should.”
“Really?” I traced my fingertips along his arm. “I’d be in this thing every night.”
“It’s all yours whenever you want it. I’ll stock up on more bath bombs and bubble bath, too.”
“Indulgent.” My purr came out as I relaxed against him. We soaked and cuddled until the water lost its warmth, and afterward Sidney toweled us both off and watched me blow-dry my hair. He kept looking at me like he found the process endearing, and while it made me a tiny bit self-conscious to be observed so closely, it was also sweet.
Stray strands whipped out of place, and I tucked them back over and over until my curls were dry and fluffy. “Remind me to grab my diffuser attachment next time so I don’t look like a pom-pom,” I said, setting down the blow dryer.
“You look cute. Voluminous, like when a cat gets startled.”
I rolled my eyes. “You shush. It’ll calm down by morning.”
Sidney checked on the pups before climbing into bed and spooning me. “Good night, kitten.”
“Sweet dreams.”
I didn’t fall asleep immediately, staring at the wall in front of me. It would be so easy to settle into forever with him if this was how it was going to be. I didn’t personally know any ideal mates, but I knew a fair few people in my mom’s generation who had bonded, though none of my friends had yet.
Was it supposed to be this easy?
We hadn’t experienced much for interpersonal conflict yet, but maybe that would come in time. It had only been a few days, after all. Soon I would have to meet his family, and he would have to properly meet Mom, Meg, and Luna. There was nothing any of them could do at this point if someone decided they were against the match, but hopefully that wouldn’t be an issue.
I snuggled closer and his arm tightened around me automatically. I was ridiculously comfortable and I could only hope we stayed this way.