Chapter 62
Iuntangled myself from him and climbed further on, managing to avoid face-planting, though it was close enough he put a steadying hand on my hip. I took off my dangly earrings and set them on the bedside table before he joined me, pressing my wrists above my head and sliding eager fingers between my thighs. The slow, teasing touch stoked an inferno.
“Do you have any idea how fucking gorgeous you are? How many times this moment popped into my head today with you looking like a goddess floating around?”
He didn’t wait for me to answer before leaning in to drag his teeth over the scent gland on my throat, sliding down my body, teasing as he went. The spicy citrus of him was like a drug I inhaled, sending spirals of need from where his mouth touched to my clit. I grabbed the pillow and dug my nails into the fabric with a low whine.
Sidney rolled me over, freed my clasped wrists, and re-fastened them again behind me, before taking a firm handful of the leather harness in each palm, and he pulled me back toward him with an audible snap as our hips collided. He sank into me with a groan, one that I echoed. We paused for a moment, resting in stillness, taking a second to adjust to the feel of each other.
I wiggled my hips to signify that I was ready to continue. It was only his grip on the harness that kept me aloft, the sensation of helplessness and floating increasing the intensity of every touch. Sidney pulled back and sank into me again. My cunt squeezed around him in little spasms, each one sending a ripple of pleasure through me. I moaned softly and surrendered to his control. His strength maneuvered me easily, the pressure of the straps over my shoulders like an extra set of hands that caressed my skin, guiding me to slip around his cock.
He slowed his pace until I let out a frustrated mewl. “Stop teasing me.”
Instead of picking up speed, he lowered me down to the bed, keeping my hips elevated and pressing my cheek into the blankets. “How many talks do we have to have about patience, kitten?”
I wriggled, inching him deeper, trying to encourage him away from the conversation. “Talk later. Right now we’re fucking.”
He pulled out entirely and leaned over my body, his lips brushing my ear. “All in good time. But first I want you begging and dripping.”
“It’s a lot easier to get me into that state once you start fucking me.”
His hand encircled the back of my neck, and he slipped back into me, grunting as my pussy gave a sharp squeeze. A gasp tumbled from my lips. Sidney moved his hips in a slow, easy rhythm, his grip on the harness pulling me to meet each thrust.
“You feel incredible, kitten.”
I could only muster up a moan in response. The glide of him inside me was somehow both torture and pure ecstasy. I craved my body giving way to his, the way he could stoke the embers in my belly, and the way his hands made me feel safe so I could let myself surrender to his power.
My core tightened in fractional increments, like the slow, twisted winding of clock hands, building me toward the peak but not letting me reach it.
I whimpered. “Please. Please, let me come.” I clenched my cunt, delighted in the strangled sound he made.
The sound of our bodies driving together was wet and luscious.
“Please. I’m ready. Please, I need it.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” Sidney pulled me up by the harness, used the hand at my throat to balance me and slipped the other between my thighs.
He teased my clit with deliberate strokes. I rocked my hips desperately against his fingers and whined. When he bit my throat, teeth scraping against the scent gland there, the air filled with the pungency of honeysuckle.
“Fuck, Sidney. Alpha, please. For the love of every god, please let me come.”
He growled against my skin and picked up his pace, fucking into me like he was on a mission, his fingers dancing the perfect rhythm. I let out a choked sound that was halfway to a sob. My muscles contracted as the pleasure grew.
A chant of his name, Sidney Sidney Sidney, filled the air before I cried out, the bow string of my control snapping. I tipped over the edge, shaking in his arms, trembling as he drove into me. He thrust into me once, twice, thrice, before his hips stilled, heat filling me as he worked my clit, pushing me up a fresh slope of pleasure before I’d even recovered from the first.
My cunt milked his cock as if it were an eager hand encouraging him to spill every drop within me. I shuddered, coming again. Sidney very slowly eased his fingers away from my clit and released my throat, wrapping his arms around my chest. His tongue lapped over my skin, his mouth nuzzling up to nip my earlobe and kiss my cheek.
When he slid his cock free, I gave a displeased squeak at the sudden sensation of emptiness. He eased me down onto the bed and unclipped the cuffs to free my hands.
Sidney dropped over me, using his hands to balance and keep his weight off my body. “I need to record all of those pretty sounds you make.”
I sighed contentedly, pleased to rest even though my cunt was already aching to be filled again. “Nope. Those sounds are just for you. If anyone else wants to indulge in them, they have to force them from me themselves.”
“The odds of that are pretty slim.” Sidney laughed. He leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose. “How tired are you?“
“That depends on what you’re going to suggest.“
“I want to see how many orgasms we can squeak in before you pass out.”
I giggled. “At least one more. Any I miss out on, we can make up for on the honeymoon.”
“Okay. But I’m going to bring some friends for assistance.” He slid off the bed to rummage around in the bag he brought and extracted a hefty hot pink dildo, butt plug, bottle of lube, and vibrating wand.
“Oooh, you’re bringing out the whole team.”
“Of course. There’s no fucking way you’re missing out because I’ve had a long day. Ass up, kitten.”
I rolled over with a delighted laugh and wiggled my hips. The mattress sank under his weight, the supplies he’d brought dropping down next to me.
I waited impatiently. Sidney popped the bottle top and squeezed a dollop onto my asshole. He rolled the plug in the slickwid and pressed the tip in. I squirmed and whined at the invading pressure, rocking my hips back against it.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmured soothingly. “You’re taking it so well.”
I gasped as it slipped inside, reveling in the deep pressure.
“Roll over for me.”
I complied, spreading my thighs and lifting my wrists over my head to grab the pillow.
He dropped some lube down the dildo—although it wasn’t particularly necessary given how wet I was—and pushed it into my cunt with ease. He gave it a few thrusts before plugging in the wand and flicking the switch until it hit the perfect level. I shivered as I waited. He pressed the wand tip to my clit and I arched off the bed with a cry, instantly shaking at the intensity of a toy in each hole and the zing of vibrations.
“You look so perfect when you lose control. How many times do you think you can come before you tap out?”
“W-we’ll find out.” The steady buzz had my fingers gripping the sheets, hips bucking, my throat rapidly drying from my huffing and puffing. The first rise snuck up unbearably fast and my eyes flew open, my body taut as a bow. “Oh god!”
He let me ride the wave and eased off to give me a moment to rest.
“Come hold this for me for a second, kitten.”
I lifted my shaking hands to hold the wand. Sidney clipped the chain between the cuffs back together.
“Hands above your head.” Sidney took the wand back.
I obeyed and he shifted, using his foot against the chain between my wrists to pin me in place, and bent down to pull my nipple into his mouth. My brain briefly acknowledged that his position did not look very comfortable, but then he seemed to find the perfect arrangement to be able to tease my breast, hold the wand, and fuck into me with the dildo. My mouth fell open in a soundless scream.
The next orgasm struck me hard, stealing the breath right out of my lungs. He didn’t relent. The vibration stayed steady and I thrashed in his grip. He turned the vibration up to the next stage, and it tore a guttural sound from my throat. Another followed before I could even begin to recover. I held on to his ankle, nails digging into his skin.
I lost track of how many times he drove me over the edge. My vision blacked out, another surge of pleasure rippling over my skin and burying deep into my bones. When the buzz turned to a burning, I croaked out, “Mercy.”
The wand withdrew immediately, and my every muscle relaxed, melting into the bed as if I were liquid.
“You’re exquisite, kitten.” He removed the dildo and set it aside before sliding the plug out of my ass.
I stared at the ceiling, helpless and limp in the wake of my pleasure. “I can’t move.”
“I’ll be right there.” He washed the toys and set them aside before coming to attend to me, scooping me into his arms, carrying me all the way to the luxurious rain shower where he turned the water on hot and let it pour over my skin. I relaxed into his embrace while he gently scrubbed me down, rinsed the soap away, dried me off, lotioned my skin, and brought me back to bed.
“Best husband,” I murmured.
Sidney leaned down to claim my lips in a deep, luxurious kiss. “Best wife.”
I giggled and traced my fingertips over his cheeks. “I have the best life.”