Chapter 24 #2
“Okay, good.” He blows out a relieved breath and heads for the bathroom, whipping his head back before shutting the door behind him. “Wait there.”
“I will. Right here. This exact spot.”
His laughter is muffled when all of him disappears on the other side of the door. I look around the room, opening the top drawer and chuckling when I see four bottles of lube. Oh, he was going to do whatever it took to get me to stay, wasn’t he? Two are flavored too.
The door opens and I shut the drawer, straightening my posture.
“Ready for the first one?”
“Am I ever,” I say smugly, and he makes a high-pitched sound. When he comes out from behind the door and I can finally see more than his face, my heart kicks harder in my chest and I nearly choke on my next breath.
“What do you think?” His hand falls to the middle of his stomach, fingers lowering the lace trim of his silk panties.
Fuck, he’s a sight. “I . . . I’m not sure I remember how to think right now.”
A short laugh flies from his mouth. “So does that mean you approve?”
“Oh yeah. You’re beautiful. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect. And I’m not so sure we’ll be able to do this little fashion show all in one day.”
He tugs at the strap of his bralette with a mischievous smile on his face, and my mouth goes dry when one side falls revealing his beaded nipple.
“Come here, Honey. Ven acá.” My tongue is practically hanging out when he shakes his head, dropping the other strap.
“Not yet. One more outfit and I will.”
“But what if I want to help you dirty each one in between outfit changes?”
He laughs. “The next time.”
“So, in an hour, then? You can work your way back after the last thing you show me.”
A snort comes from him and one of his hands lands on his hip. “Am I gonna have to put the cock cage on you?”
I cock my head, adjusting my erection as I spread my legs. “I mean, that could work too. I can leak all over it and then your arousal can mix with mine when it’s your turn.”
“Fuck.” He swallows hard and pushes down his cock when it peeks out the top of his waistband.
“Honey. Come here. Please. Te necesito.”
“What . . .” He licks his lips, the bottom one trembling along with his legs. “What was the last thing you said?”
“I need you.”
“I . . . you just had me.”
“I could have you a million times and I’d still need you.”
“You don’t know that. You can’t know that.”
“I’d get a lot closer to proving it to you if you came here.”
“Bottom drawer of my nightstand.”
“What about it?” I rub at my chin, looking at where he’s pointing.
“The cock cage. It’s in there. Put it on. I’ll let you touch me in each thing I change into, but you can’t come. Not until the last outfit. Then you can be the only one who gets to after edging me with you all this time.”
My tongue suddenly feels too big for my mouth. “And then you’ll wear the cage?”
“Yes.”
“Until morning? You’re making me wait so I think it’s only fair I get you back.” I grin, slowly opening the drawer to reach for the shiny item at the back.
“Until morning.” He swallows again, every muscle in his face and neck bulging.
“Go ahead and get to the next outfit,” I say, pulling out my cock to stroke it. I buck my hips and his whole body shudders.
“You’re touching yourself.”
“I am.” I speed up my hand movements and continue pumping into my fist. “I need to get soft before I can shove myself in the cage.”
“Yeah . . . right. I know that.”
“I’m sure you do.”
His skin grows a brighter shade of pink and he loses his balance a little on his way back to his dresser. I help him match another set and he agrees to change in front of me. His cock flops out against his stomach, leaking a stripe of precum below his belly button as he tugs on a purple thong.
My body tightens and I grit my teeth as I come shaking. He slides on a sheer camisole with lace trim on top and a tiny bow in the center. I close my eyes before I can grow hard again when the fabric clings tight to his hard nipples, and I jump when the cold metal cage touches my skin.
“Have it on yet?” He walks closer when I open my eyes and then spins around, shaking his ass. I have to look away again.
“Not yet, and if you keep doing that, I’ll have to come again before I can.”
His eyes drop to the floor, and he hides his laughter behind his hand. “Sorry.”
“No you’re not.” My voice strains as I tuck myself into the confining device and close it. I set the key on the dresser and moan when I slide back on the bed, causing my sensitive head to rub over the metal.
“Yeah, you’re right.” He smirks. “I’m not.”
“Thought as much. Now will you please come here? Por favor, dulce.”
He takes slow steps toward me, his eyes heavy with arousal, and as soon as he’s close enough, I tug at the bottom of his top, nearly pulling him down onto the bed with me. He rumbles with laughter, steadying himself on his feet and trying to yank away.
Shaking my head, I hold him in place and squeeze his legs between my knees. “You said if I put it on, I could touch you. A deal is a deal.”
“And now I’m tempted to be a liar and change my mind.”
“If I couldn’t get a one-time pass, then neither can you.”
He huffs out a laugh. “Okay. Go ahead, then. Touch me.” He steps closer and I pull apart my legs, giving him the chance to press a knee to the cage.
Oh, he’s playing dirty. That’s okay. That means I can do the same later. He just might wish he’d never asked me to get in the cage first. I know we agreed on taking it off in the morning, but we didn’t say when. After all, five minutes before noon still counts.