Chapter 44
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
JAMES
The evening was perfect. Nate was glued to my side, the food was amazing and the drinks flowed a little too easily. I had drunk far too much, and I knew I would be rough tomorrow, but fuck it, we're on our honeymoon.
Connie is all over Kaleb, her fingers tickling up and down his neck as he leans into her. Arizona is sitting in Keaton's lap, gazing over at her baby boys who are snoozing next to her in their double stroller. Reese is giggling as Killian whispers in her ear, Celeste curled up on her lap and Amora and Titus are sitting quietly, his arm wrapped around her body as she leans into her husband. Dex and Sage ducked out earlier and Xavier and Royal went back to their room, Xavier was feeling a little tired and needed an early night.
I look at my husband with my margarita glazed eyes and pout my lips slightly.
“I know you said that you're not into,” and I pause for a moment and air quote, “ normal sex,” I giggle, teeth sinking into my bottom lip as I taunt him. ”But… what are you into?”
I watch as his shoulders lift and fall, a chuckle vibrating through him as he wraps his arms around me, dragging me closer, the chair legs scraping along the hardwood floor.
“Baby...” he trails off, lowering his lips to my shoulder and trails his lips up and down and my skin splinters into goosebumps. “I don't want to scare you,” his warm breath against my skin and I find my eyes fluttering shut.
Pulling back, my eyes volley between his.
“Scare me?” and I swallow as I reach for my near empty glass, lifting it to my lips and draining it, licking my lips of any excess that may remain and Nate groans.
His fingers trace my lip before they press into my cheeks, pulling my lips closer as he kisses me, his tongue wrapping around mine and I melt into him, sagging against his body, his spare hand flattening against my chest and I know he can feel the way my heart races beneath my skin, and it was all because of him.
“You want me to show you what it's like when I really fuck you?” he whispers against my lips, his fingers still on my cheeks as he pushes my head back, his teeth nipping at my jaw as he continues.
“Is that not what we've already done?” a moan escapes and I don't even care that I am sitting at the table with our friends, I am too lost.
He laughs against the column of my neck, his lips dusting and I am putty in his hands. “No baby, not even close,” and I roll my head to look at him, my eyes steady on his as they narrow, trying to catch him out but nothing changes.
His expression stoic, but his lips twitch as a smirk whispers against them.
“I don't believe you,” I tease him knowing I am pushing him closer to breaking point.
He told me that he doesn't do normal... and now I want it how he has insinuated.
I want it all.
Every last bit.
“You don't believe me?” he nips at my bottom lip, tugging it slightly.
“No,” I whisper, barely able to speak the words, every fibre of my body tingling with anticipation of what is about to come.
He pulls back slightly, his eyes on mine, mouth slightly open as he gazes at me, trying to read me... trying to see if I am being serious.
My fingers flex, my hand reaching as I move them forward but retracting away in an instant. I didn't want to push my luck. He has never once given me the green light to touch him uninvited.
“Show me,” I bait him, and that's all it takes for him to drag me from my seat and lead me away to our hut, nerves and excitement bubble away deep inside of me at what is about to come.
NATE
My lips are on hers, our kiss is hot and heavy, messy and rushed, the hungry kind you see on the movies when the two characters can't fight what they have been any longer, where the need is replaced with more of a want.
Desperate.
She fumbles with the lock, trying to get us in but her back is to the door, and I know if I don't get her in there within the next five minutes I'll probably fuck her in the corridor and against the door for anyone to see.
Turning her head slightly, my lips slip from her mouth, and she turns her back on me. My needy hands around her waist, my lips dropping against her pulse point as I skim her hair from where I need to be, where my lips are desperate to kiss.
She pants, her own desperation coming through as she finally gets through the door and I push into her, spinning her around as my lips crash into hers once more. Kicking the door shut, I skim my hands around her waist and under her ass as I lift her with ease and groan as her legs wrap around my waist, my cock hard and rubbing against her through the thin material of her silk, sage green dress.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask through kisses, wanting to make sure she knew what she was asking of me.
“Yes,” she whispers, her hands buried in her lap as I carry her to the bed. Even in the heat of the moment she is still cautious of touching me.
“Okay,” I smile against her lips as I lower her to the bed. “Now, I don't have much on me... a lot of my stuff and props are at home... but there is something I could possible do...”
panic flashes through my eyes, I have no idea how she is going to react.
Resting on her elbows, she props herself up, her eyes floating across mine.
“I trust you,” she nods, “I asked you to show me Nate... so show me.”
I curl my hand around the back of my neck. “The quiet ones are always the dirtiest,” she mixes Connie's words and my lips twitch.
“I want to gag and bind you so you're completely at my mercy, completely helpless...” I lick my lips and my cock throbs, “but I don't have what I need here...”
Her chest rises and falls. I step away and go to the closet, looking for the boot I brought with me.
I'm not quite sure if this is what I should be starting with, but this is all I have. This is what I like. The other girls used to do as I said, but James isn’t like those other girls.
I had never sought anyone out in a crowded room before like I did with James. All I could focus on was her.
A shiver dances across my skin, and I shudder before I stand and push to my feet, the boot back gripped between my thumb and my finger. My head tilts to the side as I drop it to the floor, a loud thud echoing around the hut.
She sits up, her eyes dropping to the floor before they meet up with mine.
“You said you trusted me?”
She looks back at the boot.
“Eyes on me,” I whisper, and she does, like the good girl I know she is, her eyes burn through mine. “This is something I like, something you'll like... something that turns me on so bad my skin is already burning at what is about to happen.”
Stepping towards her, my eyes roam down her body pulling my bottom lip between my teeth as a groan slips through.
“You really are something else, Little Ember,” I whisper as I lean down, hands pressed into the mattress and either side of her shoulders.
She edges her lips closer to mine, but I pull back, standing and fisting my hands in my pockets to refrain myself from touching her.
“I want you to undress James,” I slip a mask on, my voice slow, a little gruff.
She nods, pushing up as she stands and I take one step back, putting measurable distance between us.
Her shaky hands slip down the side of her silk dress as she reaches the hem, lifting it slowly up her thighs and it's taking everything in me not so fall to my fucking knees and worship her like she deserves.
My gaze averts to her silk, white panties and I see the arousal already seeping through the thin material. Tossing the dress to the floor, I turn to look at it then back to her.
“You really are something else, wife .” I run my finger across my bottom lip.
She gives me a little shimmy, before she unhooks her bra and lets it fall away from her body, and I groan at the sight in front of me.
“You're my little pocket rocket.”
Her eyes glisten at my words just as her fingers hook into the sides of her panties, slipping them down her long legs and I am foaming at the mouth.
She stands naked in front of me and my fingers tingle with the want to touch her, but I swallow the temptation down.
“On the bed, legs spread,” roughness coats my voice as she does what I say, she climbs back onto the bed and widens her legs just enough to see the way her pretty pussy is glistening.
“Touch yourself James, get yourself warmed up while I get ready,” hands still folded into my pocket as I watch her hand skim down her porcelain skin, dipping between her legs as she begins to swirl her fingers over her clit.
“Does that feel good?” my voice teasing her, her fingers gliding through her lips and teasing at her tight, wet pussy.“Fuuuuuck,” my head tips back, and I know I will probably cum in about four seconds once we're into it.
Her soft whimpers echo around the room and my cock thickens in my pants.
“Keep rubbing yourself, I'll be back,” I clear my throat and walk back towards the closet. Crouching down, I unzip my case and reach for the two toys I need before I am standing and reaching for a different pair of pants. Don't think a boot and linen pants really fit the vibe I am going for. Tugging out a pair of jeans, I walk into the bathroom and close the door behind me.
Inhaling heavily, I unbutton my shirt and fold it, before I am out of my linen shorts, folding them and placing them on top of my shirt.
Tugging my jeans on, I leave the button undone. Glaring at myself in the mirror, I see a version of my old self trying to prise his way out, but I shut him back down where he belongs.
That demon is long gone.
I will never let him resurface.
Running my fingers through my hair, I mess it up a little then turn to look at my glasses. Not even sure why I brought them with me, I only need them for computer usage but sometimes it's easier to keep them on then to keep removing them.
I give my reflection a nod and curl my fingers around the handle as I walk back into the room.
Reaching for the toys I unpacked, I move towards where she is still playing with her pretty pussy and place the toys on the bedside unit.
“Stop,” I command, and she does, dropping her hand almost instantly. Her cheeks pink, skin a little clammy.
Her eyes roam over my body and I watch her clench, pressing her thighs together.
“You turned on, Little Ember?” I cock my head and run my tongue over my bottom lip. She nods, her fingers curling into the sheets beneath her naked body. “Not long and you can get your release,” I wink as I lower myself and grab the boot.
She eyes me again, but I ignore her.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I slip my foot into the boot and lace it up.
“Still trust me?” I ask her quietly as I rise from the bed and grab the toys to my left.
She nods.
“Words James, I need your words.”
“Yes,” her voice trembles as my fingers glide between her legs and rub over her wet pussy.
“Good girl,” rasping, I move back to the closet and grab two straps. Kneeling in front of her, her eyes are on me the whole time as she watches me strap the vibrator to my shin, through my jean and then attach the strap on to the top of my boot, securing it into place.
Rolling myself up, I pace until I am in front of her.
Curling my finger, I call her towards me, and she shifts off the bed, waiting for her next command.
“Sit,” my voice has bite to it but not in a vicious way, but in a way so she knows that I am stepping into the mindset she wanted. She wanted to see this side to me, well, here I am.
Her face tilts down as she looks at my boot, then her eyes are back on mine.
“Sit,” I say again, but this time my voice is a lower, slightly slower.
She moves her body close to me, pressing her tits against my warm skin and I tingle all over, stiffening as her skin is on mine.
I watch as she lowers herself to crouch, filling her pussy with the strap on that sits on the toe of my boot, her mouth shaping into an O, her moans vibrating through her body as she takes all of it.
I stay still, her hands are behind her and on the floor as she gives herself a minute.
Smirking down at her, I lean my body forward and turn the vibrator on knowing as soon as she rolls forward, the head of the vibrator is going to press against her swollen, needy little clit.
“Fuck it,” I order, and she shifts forward as her arms wrap around my leg as she uses the floor to push herself up and down the rubber shaft, her moans erotic as the vibrator massages her.
I could be kind and rock the toe of the boot up, but not yet. I want her to work for it.
My hand shakily moves down and rests on the top of her head as I stroke my fingers through her red locks.
Her whimpers cause my skin to explode into goosebumps and my cock is pressed against the seam of my jeans, causing friction but not enough to make me even feel anything other than desperation.
My fingers lock into the root of her hair as I tip her head back, her eyes locked on mine as I watch her fall apart slowly in front of me, her mouth a gape as pleasure tears through her.
“You're doing so well baby,” I praise her just as I rock the toe of my foot up and she gasps, the dildo sliding deeper into her.
“Oh God,” she whispers as her eyes roll.
I continue in the slow, torturous pace as she fucks the boot. With each lift of my foot, the vibrator presses into her clit giving her all she needs.
She clings onto me, her grip tightening around my leg as I hold her head back, so she has no choice but to look at me.
Sucking in a breath through my teeth, I watch as she rolls her hips over the dildo, taking what she needs.
“I'm getting close,” she admits, her voice trembling and I find myself tightening my grip on her hair. My spare hand slips inside the waist of my jeans and I wrap my fingers around my cock, my thumb brushing against the tip and I shudder, my breathy moans catching at the back of my throat.
“Are you going to make a mess?” I whisper, slipping my cock from my restricting jeans and pump my hand up and down my thick cock as I watch her ride my boot.
“Do you want me to?” she blinks all innocently at me, and I tip my head back as I groan out.
“Fuuuuck, I do.” I drop my fingers from her hair and lock my fingers in her cheeks, pressing her lips together as I run my tongue over my upper lip. “But not yet, I want you to hold off.”
“I can't,” she whimpers as I rock my foot a little faster, lifting it from the floor slightly as I slip in deeper.
“I need you to,” I bend over and just about manage to dust my lips over hers as her moans fill the room, the vibrator pushing her closer. “Don't be a brat now James, don't show me how easy you are to disobey,” and she shudders against my leg, her grip tightening around me.
My cock pulses in my hands and I know I am about to cum, but I don't, I let go and focus on her.
“You come before I tell you to, you'll be cleaning the boot and dildo with your tongue,” and my tone harbours a threat but not enough to stop her. “I will degrade you, whilst you do it... make you feel worthless,” and my blood burns.
My boot still rocks, her hips rocking back and forth as she takes what she needs.
“Do. Not. Come.” I grit, my teeth clenched and let my fingers find her root again, tugging her head back as I lock my jaw.
“I can't,” she chokes through a sob, but I don't let up.
I want her to come.
I want to watch her clean herself from my boot.
“You can,” I lean down as I press the faster setting on the vibrator and she lifts herself up and down the dildo as she uses my leg for support as she fucks herself, I help with a lift of the boot, hitting her right where she needs me to.
“Nate,” she trembles, eyes all glassy.
“Don't,” my voice slips through my gritted teeth.
“Shit,” she trembles, and I know she is about to lose it, her pussy no doubt tightening and clenching as she sucks the dildo into her sweet cunt.
She cries out, her body convulsing as she comes apart on my boot and I smirk, releasing her hair as she slumps forward, a crumpled mess and I have her exactly where I want her.
“Oh dear, oh dear,” I shake my head but inside I am elated.
“I'm sorry,” she sobs.
“You will be,” I assure her as she pushes her body off my leg and trembles as she moves from my boot.
Her legs like jelly and my cock pulses at the arousal that she has left behind.
My heart throbs in my chest as her wide and sorry eyes meet mine.
“Clean the fucking boot, slut ,” and the word slut slipping from my mouth aimed at James feels foreign, but she wanted to see it all so here I am, bearing this side of me to her.
She leans down, ass in the air as she licks the tip of the dildo before she slips it into her mouth, swallowing it down.
“There's a good girl, cleaning the mess you made like the little whore you are,” I rasp, my hand wrapped around my cock and she moans at the words that pass my lips.
She likes it?
“Did you like disobeying me, brat?” and she nods around the dildo, her head moving up and down as she sucks and licks it clean.
Pre-cum seeps into my hand but I don't stop, because within minutes I am going to be buried deep inside of her tight little cunt.
“Stop,” I order her, and she does, sitting on her knees as she licks her lips and waits for me. “Did you like the way you tasted baby? Did you enjoy cleaning your mess?”
She nods a little too eagerly and I am desperate to be in her.
“Such a needy whore, wife .”
Tucking myself back into my jeans, I lower myself and unstrap the toys from my boot then unlace it, leaving everything on the floor apart from the leather strap that I used to secure the vibrator.
Gripping her chin, I lower her head back and lean down to kiss her lips before I slip my cock from my jeans and press it against her lips and a moan escapes as she takes me into her hot mouth, sucking me, her tongue curling around the base of me.
My hand slips under her chin, lowering her head slightly as I slip further down her tight throat and she gags, but I don't stop, I fuck her throat and as much as I wanted to cum in her pussy, now I'm in her mouth, I want to cum in there too.
“Fuck, you're such a good girl,” I seethe, pistoning my hips forward as I hit the back of her throat, she gags again and this time tears spill over her lids and run down her pretty cheeks.
She moans around my cock, her mouth stuffed with me and her fingers pinch and roll her hardened nipples.
“You want me to fill your pretty mouth full of me?” I look down at her, her eyes watery and beautiful as hell.
Her cheeks hollow as she sucks me harder and my balls constrict, tightening and I know I am about to spurt down her throat.
Tugging her head back a little further, I can't hold off anymore, my cock throbs and pulses as I empty into her mouth and she is moaning like a God damn angel as she takes it all from me, swallowing every last bit. Slipping me from her mouth, she wipes the corners of her mouth with her ring finger, and she makes me fucking feral. Wrapping my fingers around her wrist, I drag her to her feet and lift her around my waist, smashing my lips to hers as I walk her to the wall, pinning her there.
“I need a minute to catch my breath,” I admit, my voice full of gravel and her wild eyes bounce between mine, and she smirks. Dropping to my knees, they hit the floor as my hands press against her stomach. I move her legs over my shoulders and bury my tongue in her soaked and dripping pussy.
“Oh my God,” she gasps as I snatch the air from her lungs. Moaning as my tongue caresses her clit, I flick it across the sensitive skin before I am thrusting it into her pussy, lapping up her arousal as I do.
“I can't,” she pants, but I ignore her, and I feel her fingers entwine in my hair as I eat her pussy. My scalp prickles, my skin burning but I ride through it, because I have to. I need her hands on me, her fingertips tracing every inch of my body.
I continue tongue fucking her and I need her coming again, need to taste her. My finger glides under her and sinks into her tight, hot pussy and she moans, her cunt tightening around my fingers as I stroke her g-spot in slow pumps.
“Nate, please,” she begs, her grip tightening as she grabs the root, pulling my face into her pussy.
“Please what?” my voice vibrating against her clit and she shudders, sagging and I feel the way my shoulders feel heavier suddenly.
“Let me come,” she whispers, tears teetering.
“No need to ask baby, you didn't listen last time did you,” and my eyes flick up to look at her, I want to watch her full apart, and I know how to get her to freefall into oblivion.
“Fuck,” she sobs, as I tease a third in her cunt but rub her virgin ass, taunting and she sobs, loud moans crashing through the room and I pin her where I want her as I feast on her, cleaning her up before sucking on her clit as her body trembles beneath my hands.
Lowering her down softly, I pull her onto my lap, and she sags forward. Her skin clammy, strands of her hair stuck to her forehead, and I find myself brushing them away.
“You okay?” I ask, checking in. I showed her a different side of me tonight and I can't read her expression.
“I am perfectly okay,” she whispers as she buries her hands between our bodies, mindful to not touch me and I appreciate the way she respects my boundaries, but I know that I want to try.
Not now, but I need to work the courage up to let her fingers trace across my skin.
“You sure?” my head tilts to the side as my eyes bounce between hers.
“Yes,” she nods, a small smile lifting the corner of her lips.
“Okay,” I wrap my arms around her back and pull her close to me as I place a kiss on the top of her head. “I'm not finished with you yet...” I smile into her hair, “just giving you a second to catch your breath before I fuck it right back out of you.”
“I still want this Nate though...” she pulls back as her eyes flick to mine and I see the fire slowly simmering in her ocean blues.
“Really?” I ask, and I have no idea why I feel shocked because I knew how much she liked it, how much she enjoyed being my little slut.
But putting slut and James in the same category doesn't feel right, but I need to remind myself of separation. I need control, but there will come a point where I will loosen that and let her take the reins.
She nods.
“Okay then,” I smirk, reaching for the leather strap I discarded and pushing to my feet with her still locked around my waist.
I place a soft kiss to her lips before I drop her to the bed and she giggles.
“On your stomach,” I order, and she does as she is told, rolling on her front, her hips lifted, her legs bent at the knees and her ankles crossed. She is resting on her elbows, her red, wavy hair tangled down her back as she catches my gaze across her shoulder.
“Fuck, you look so pretty,” I groan as I lean across her back and hook my hand under her arm, pulling it back gently as she flattens against the bed, rolling her other arm around for me. “Good girl,” I smirk as I wrap the leather strap around her delicate wrists and tightening it.
I curl my hand around her waist and lift her hips up so her ass was in the air, head down.
“I want to gag you James,” my voice shakes as I take in the view. Her cunt glistening and I can't stop myself from swirling my fingers in her arousal before sucking them into my mouth.
“Gag me then,” and I don't miss the hint of attitude that laces her sweet voice, and before she can even realise what I am about to do, my palm meets her left ass cheek and she gasps as I leave a pretty pink handprint against her skin.
“Did I pick up a hint of attitude there my little whore?” I groan as my cock throbs; her pussy clenching and I am hard at how much this is turning them on.
“I was being a brat,” she admits, her voice quiet.
My lips twitch as I look around the room for something to gag her with and the corners of my mouth curl as I reach down and pick up her laced little panties. Scoffing, I wrap my fingers in her hair and tug her head back with soft force, kneeling behind her as I roll up her panties and stuff them in her mouth.
“Had to improvise,” I whisper as her eyes widen.
Stepping off the bed, I push my jeans down and kick them off my feet, my fingers trailing down her spine slowly before they run between her ass cheeks and sinking two fingers straight inside of her, my thumb pressing against her virgin ass.
“I will take this ass James, whilst you're gagged and bound and I promise you will love every single minute of it,” I reassure her as my fingers slip out of her with ease and I am pressing the swollen head of my cock at her tight cunt.
She moans as I edge into her, teasing as she clenches her pussy around the head of me. My fingers press into her ass cheek, pushing into the soft skin as I edge in and out of her, her moans starting and I dig my fingers into the skin a little more as I push forward, filling her in one, quick thrust as I pound into her. I chase both of our highs and I don't stop until she is coming over my cock and just as she finishes shattering around me, I cum deep inside of her and pull out as I watch our cum dripping out of her pretty little cunt.
“I will never tire of you,” I rasp, “ever.”