Chapter 46
Iwas feeling more than a little generous as we slipped into the boutique full of tidy displays of lingerie of every caliber. I had a moderate selection of my own already, but I was missing a few key pieces and Sidney definitely deserved to see them. We wandered briskly around the store, gathering a collection into my arms before I sat him in the waiting area and disappeared into the changing room.
This place was too pristine and didn’t carry things quite as far as I would’ve liked to go, but I could get close. Sidney had all the accessories I wanted to use in the treasure chest, so I didn’t need to worry about that today. I stepped out in a matching black lace bra and panties set with red satin trim and a bow at the front of each.
It was more than a little gratifying to see the way he gripped the chair as his eyes flowed over my body, his scent spiking.
“Yes? No?”
“Yes.” It came out more akin to a growl than a word.
I gave him a wink before trying on another piece. Each of his reactions had my body warming. I kept the final outfit a secret. He would get to see it soon, but it warranted a separate play session from what I had planned.
“Ready to go?”
“Obviously not.” His pupils were blown wide, and his jeans were fighting for their life to keep his cock contained.
I leaned down, feeling mischievous, and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth. “Poor baby. Are you a little worked up?”
“You’re having entirely too much fun with this.”
“So what if I am?”
His fingers flexed on the leather chair. “It’ll just be longer to wait before either of us can take care of things.”
“I can be patient.”
I passed him my purse to use as a shield and let him walk close behind me. At the register it was easy to disguise his arousal with the counter between us and the cashier, and with the extra bag, we were able to escape without his desire being noticed.
I should’ve felt bad about letting him pay for even more, but after all the money he had spent on me, when the bill came out to only a few hundred, it seemed like a drop in the bucket. Besides, the moment I’d reached for my own wallet, his hand had shot out like lightning to give his card first.
Sidney curled his hand over my thigh the entire drive home.
“Go check on the babies while I get ready,” I told him as we pulled into the driveway.
“Yes, ma’am.”
We parted ways in the foyer with a shouted promise to Prince that I would give him all the snuggles later. I went straight to the bedroom with my new purchases and dumped them over the bed before digging through the treasure chest. I carefully laid out a sturdy riding crop, a couple of vibrators, and cuffs.
I stripped down and tossed my clothes into the hamper before replacing everything with black lace panties, stockings, a garter belt, and a black patent corset that gleamed like my new shoes. I added a sleek red collar to my throat and cleared off the bed before putting on my shoes.
A quick spin in front of the en suite mirror gave me an extra boost of confidence. Sidney was so fucking good at taking me apart, and now it was time to return the favor.
“Put this on.” I tossed the blindfold out the door.
“I don’t get to see you?”
“You will. Be patient and do as you’re told.”
His quiet laugh was followed by a “Yes, ma’am.”
“That’s mistress to you today,” I called back.
“Yes, mistress,” he amended.
That sent a shiver through me. I didn’t get to be in charge often, and maybe that made it all the more potent when I got the opportunity.
“Blindfold on?”
“Yes, mistress.”
I dared to open the door, and found him truthful, waiting on the couch with only his pants still on.
My purr roared to life, and by the smirk on his lips, I could only assume he was able to hear it from there. I made my steps heavier than normal to emphasize the click of my new heels on the floor. His body tuned in my direction, his breath turning shallow as I approached.
I traced his jawline with the riding crop, watching it register in his mind, delighting in the tension of his muscles. “Choose your safeword.”
“Mercy.”
Still purring, I stole a kiss before hooking my fingers in the waistband of his pants. “Come on. Let’s see how good you can be for me.”
Sidney followed obediently, his citrus and clove scent like a fog around him, strong enough to make me dizzy with desire. I paused before the footboard and yanked the pillow off the bed for him to sit on.
“Hands on your head. You’re wearing entirely too many clothes for what I have in mind.”
I took a long moment to appreciate the view with his hands raised up, leaving himself exposed to anything I wanted to do. Moving slowly just to tease him, I undid his belt, adding in some hot breaths and “accidental” touches as I worked his remaining garments down to the floor. I could’ve given his cock attention—it was practically begging for it with its weeping tip—but I wanted him absolutely ready to explode before that was going to happen.
“On the floor for me.” I set one of his hands on the footboard so he could guide himself and nudged the pillow so when he came down it was centered. “Arms out.”
I secured his wrists with the cuffs to the footboard and stood back to survey my work. Sidney always seemed so powerful, and he still did, but there was something so fucking intoxicating about him yielding that power to me.
I traced all the beautiful planes of his body with the riding crop, humming appreciatively at the twitch of his muscles and the hitch of his breath.
“Sidney, you look good enough to eat.”
“I’m hoping that happens at some point.”
I gave his cheek a light tap with the riding crop. “So naughty. I don’t recall giving you permission to speak.”
“Sorry, mistress.”
I tapped his other cheek with a crop, harder than the first. “Hush.”
He pressed his lips together, as if combatting the urge to speak again.
I lifted my shiny shoed foot and braced my toes against his chest. “Go ahead and touch, but no talking just yet.”
I held my breath as he turned his face and dropped a kiss to my ankle, gently rubbing his stubble, carefully, mindful of the nylons.
The good thing about him being unable to see me was I could be as ungraceful as I needed, gripping the bed to bring my foot back to the floor without tipping over.
I picked up one of the vibes, a simple bullet, and twisted it to turn it on, the quiet hum the only sound between us. He jolted when I touched the tip to his nipple. Did I get a little too much pleasure out of that? Definitely, but it wasn’t enough to stop me from doing it to the other, and it certainly didn’t stop me from trailing it down his body and tapping the tip of his cock with it.
“Fuck,” he whispered sharply, and I whacked the crop against his chest. “Fuck!”
Another smack.
This time he managed to stay silent.
“Good boy. You’re learning.”
His hands flexed, but he didn’t strain against the cuffs. I leaned in. Teasing my lips along his throat, I drew the vibe down the length of his cock, gripping it softly against him while he shivered and squirmed. I knew I did the exact same for him, knew that he loved it, but I had a whole new appreciation for how much fun it was to be in this position.
“That’s my good boy, taking such good care of your omega, making her feel like a goddess. I’m going to make you feel like a god.”
His whimper was like a shot of endorphins through my system, my whole body pulsing. They needed to bottle this feeling because I would be fucking unstoppable if I could harness this in the day to day.
“Sweet baby,” I cooed and gripped him tighter. “You like that?”
He nodded sharply, his breathing ragged.
“Would you like to see me?”
Another nod.
Feeling impulsive, I picked up one of the ball gags from the treasure chest and held it aloft before pulling off his blindfold. He stared at me like he couldn’t get enough, and then his eyes fell on the gag.
“Thoughts?”
He blinked up at me, his eyes bright and his lips parted.
“You can speak to answer.”
“I can’t safeword with it in, and my hands are bound.”
I picked up the red panties I had purchased and set them in his hand. “I won’t keep it on for long. Let go of these if you need to safeword before I take it off.”
Sidney swallowed hard. “Yes, mistress.”
That phrase was a drug, pouring through my system and filling my head with light.
He opened his mouth obediently and I secured the gag behind his head. I hummed as I stared at him, humbled and delighted to see my alpha so vulnerable and willing to let me play.
I fetched another pillow from the bed and kneeled in front of him, taking my sweet time dragging my tongue over his cock and sucking the tip until his whole body was vibrating. Every so often I checked his hand to make sure the panties were still clutched in his fingers.
Usually I adored the feeling of eager hands in my hair during this process, but there was something decadent about being able to take as much time as I wanted. Teasing him with soft kisses and a sweeping tongue was fun enough, but adding nips to get a jolt and groan out of him doubled the enjoyment. I wasn’t working toward any particular end, just playing with him for the fun of it. When his thighs flexed, I scraped my teeth over them, and when his nipples peaked I teased them with my tongue, while my hands forged a memory of skin until I was drunk on the power and my slick had soaked my nylons down to my knees.
I straddled his waist, pleased with myself for having thought of nylons and panties without the crotch seam. I undid the gag while I ground my pussy against him, slicking his skin while he panted and bucked beneath me.
“Do you think you’ve waited long enough?”
His whine melted into a growl before he was finally able to form coherent words. “Yes, mistress. Please.”
I gripped his jaw and held him tight while I kissed those perfect lips and used my other hand to angle his cock so I could slide down with an agonizing slowness that had both of us moaning into each other’s mouths.
Not for the first time, I wished that alphas could knot outside of heats. I was so wet and ready for him, craving the sting and the stretch of my body yielding to him. Since I couldn’t have that, I contented myself with fucking him as hard as I could, letting gravity and the strength of my legs grind us together, my hips flexing until I couldn’t think of anything else but the feel of our bodies coming together.
The bed creaked under the tension of him straining against the cuffs. That hit me with a fresh high. He wanted to touch me so badly that the furniture was at risk. I fumbled with the cuffs until I loosened them enough he could slip his hands free and get them on me. His touch wasn’t gentle. His firm grip and powerful embrace only made me more keenly aware of how willing he had been to let me be the one in control.
He pushed us away from the bed until he was stretched flat on the floor, his hands on my waist holding me down as he fucked up into me until the only sound I could make was wild keening. I dug my nails into his chest and wrapped one hand carefully across his throat. He tipped his head back in offering and the sheer sight of him yielding to me had me coming apart in his arms.
Before I could even catch my breath, I snatched one of the vibes off the bed, flicked it on, and pressed it to my clit. Between the vibrations and the force of him driving into my body, I was lost again. I was half-delirious above him by the time he finally came himself, pulling me down as he spilled deep within me.
I collapsed against his chest, my breath heaving and my body twitching with the aftershocks of pleasure.
Sidney’s laugh was low and rough. “Remind me to take you shopping more often.”