Chapter 10
10
DEER
Excitement tore through me with all the subtlety of a chainsaw as I stared at the headband and butt plug. My dick ached as if I hadn’t gotten off today.
Maybe even worse.
I’d never given a lot of thought to kink in the past. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. Who didn’t like sexy jockstraps? But the way Scott had looked at me when he’d asked me to put the ears, antlers, and tail on for him? My body was singed to my aching bones. How was he not taken already?
Well, I guess I did know the answer to that one. For whatever reason, he preferred to pay his partners.
And I was thankful.
Grinning, I danced on my toes for a second, feeling ridiculous, but this happy sensation needed a way to escape my body. Biting the inside of my cheek lightly, I let out a shaky breath as I opened the packaging around the plug part of the deer tail. I rushed to the bathroom and washed off the toy, then brought it back out into the bedroom on a towel and set it on the dresser.
“I’m really doing this? Yes, I’m doing this.” I nodded in the mirror and my serious expression melted away as I giggled. This felt like skydiving with my feet on the ground. “Okay, okay.” There was lube in the toy drawer, and I got that out next. The slick wasn’t a brand I was familiar with. The pink bottle was pretty, though, and in the shape of a heart. Grabbing the ears and antlers, I settled them on my head, then fluffed my hair around the band. After a few seconds of adjusting the ears, I tugged my phone out of my pocket and snapped a couple of selfies, sticking out my tongue. I sent that one to Bryn.
She immediately replied with a snapshot of a hotel, then one of the room number.
Brynlee
Be safe, babe! You’re cute!
I sent her back a thumbs-up and tossed the phone on the dresser.
“Shoot,” I mumbled and removed the headband. I’d gotten ahead of myself.
I undressed lightning fast, and my hands shook so hard I kept fumbling fabric and buttons. My dick was ready to go, and when the warm air from the room brushed over my skin, I let out a trembling breath as I eyed up the toys. Was there any chance in hell I could get that butt plug in without coming? I glanced down at my dick.
Scott hadn’t said I couldn’t ease the pressure, but I doubted he would be pleased to find me jerking off when he wanted to be the one making me come. I scratched my chin and thought about what his face might look like if I went to him covered in spunk with my tail in and the cute ears nestled on my head.
Bet he would look the way he had in the kitchen this morning.
Stern.
In charge.
Totally in control.
My lungs seized up and I shuddered. “Wow,” I whispered. “Yes, please.”
I was almost in a trance as I settled the headband with the ears and antlers back on my head, then fluffed up my dark hair again. The ears looked natural on me, even though it felt sort of silly to think like that since I knew they were fake. I adjusted them and wriggled my shoulders. Blowing out a long breath, I picked up the lube and leaned an elbow on the dresser, jutting my ass out. Instead of slathering my fingers, I dumped some at the top of my asscrack, then snickered when gravity pulled it down faster than I’d thought it would, and it dribbled off my balls.
“Hell, I’m making a mess.” I shook my head and dropped the bottle on the dresser, then slipped my fingers to my taint to scoop the lube back up to my hole. The liquid warmed against my skin as I closed my eyes and fell into the slow rhythm of opening myself up. My dick jerked against my abs as I sank into my body up to the knuckle. Another shiver raced through me, and a low-grade fever swept my body as I teased my fingers in and out, stretching my rim.
Precum dripped from my tip and rolled down my shaft, making me hyperaware of how fucking much my cockhead throbbed. How would I survive having sex with Scott if I was so close already? Moaning, I dropped my forehead to my bicep, leaning all my weight against the dresser. I kept going until I was nearly there, just ready to pop, and forced myself to drag my hand away from my ass. My brain swirled like a snowflake in the wind, and I swallowed convulsively as sweat stung the corners of my eyes. I wiped my lubed-up fingers off on the towel so I wouldn’t ruin the fluffy tail, then grabbed the butt plug. I wasn’t shy with the lube as I coated the toy, making the black silicone glisten in the overhead light.
“No guts, no glory,” I mumbled, leaning over again with my feet spread apart. I felt vulnerable with my hard dick swinging in front of me and my ass in the air, even though I was alone in the room. I eased the plug past the point of resistance in my hole and trembled. Everything happened too fast, and I gasped as the fat toy spread me wide open. I sucked in quick bursts of air and waited for my muscles to stop trying to shove out the toy.
After a minute, I kept going. The end of the plug nudged my prostate just right. Hell! I clamped my lip between my teeth as I dragged the plug out and slid it in again, nailing that same spot. My vision burst with colors for a second, and I did it again.
“Oh!” I whimpered, then bit the inside of my cheek. “I should stop.”
I did not stop. It just felt too good. Doing this was a mistake. I knew it was wrong, but I was so close. I shivered and whined.
A firm hand on mine slid the plug deep into my ass, and I froze. Pleasure punched through my gut as the plug was nudged against my body. The fluffy tail tickled my cheeks. My gaze flew to the mirror. Behind me Scott stood smirking.
Observing.
My abs clenched as he lightly glided a hand over the curve of my ass. That was it. I shot all over the front of the dresser as he wrapped his strong arm around my waist and hauled me upright to watch the ropes of cum spurting out of my slit. He kissed the side of my neck.
“Oh, you’re a naughty little deer.” He grinned and nipped my earlobe. “You’re in here getting up to all sorts of bad tricks, aren’t you?” His smile was effervescent, and as far as I could tell, he didn’t think that was the end of the world, but there was some steel in his tone.
“Didn’t mean to do that,” I gasped out, leaning all my weight against his chest. He’d stripped down to his suit pants, and I loved that I had his warm skin pressed to my back.
“Oh, but I think you did, little fawn.”
I bit my lip. “I....” My cheeks flushed in the mirror, which set off a wave of shyness that made it difficult to look into his eyes. A warm smile bloomed across his face, so I didn’t think he was angry, but I had a feeling I would regret busting my nut before we even got started. The way he waggled his eyebrows all but confirmed it.
When I was mostly steady on my feet, he stood back and fluffed out my tail.
A new scalding wave of tingles washed over my body from the top of my head to the tips of my toes as he picked up the brown collar and carefully buckled it around my neck, testing to see if it was too tight by plucking at the suede. He raised an eyebrow, and I nodded.
“Fawn, you can talk if you want,” he said.
I shrugged, feeling unreasonably bashful, and a low, sexy groan from him echoed around the room.
“You’re so bloody gorgeous.” He kissed along my neck above the collar, and I parted my lips, searching for oxygen. “You made me miss the main event. Want to see it all this time.”
“What? Oh.” I moaned when he lifted my thigh, sliding my leg along the top of the dresser. I was forced to let him hold me up because the position was precarious, but he was staring down the length of my body at my new tail.
“I-I thought you wanted me to meet you in your room?” I finally gasped out as he ran his hand from my hip, down to my ass, and back up and around to tease my half-hard dick. I cried out because I was overly sensitive right now—the situation taking me to an edge I’d never dreamed of already.
He made a sad noise, but a satisfied grin twisted his lips as he teased me back to full hardness. It took almost no time at all. I scrabbled at the top of the dresser, but he yanked on me, and I had no choice except to lean against his body and let him keep us both exactly where he wanted us.
“You were taking too long, so I decided to see what the holdup was.” He nibbled on my shoulder. “Glad I did. Now, perhaps you weren’t a naughty little deer, but a needy one? Huh? Do you need your owner to come take care of you? Give you all those good things that make for a happy pet?”
My mind was spinning, so I didn’t really give him an answer so much as a high-pitched whimper when he spun me around and sat me on the dresser. The shift in position had the butt plug pressing on new wonderful parts of the inside of my ass, and I clung to him as he bracketed my hips with his firm hands.
He pulled something out of his pocket, and I stared as he grabbed the lube and squirted it inside the red bulb. There was a hole, and I pondered that. It looked like a silicone toy, and he held it confidently in his hand as he stepped forward and teased his lips along mine.
“You’re gonna lose so much cum tonight your balls are gonna think someone’s running a sale on it.”
Snickering allowed some of the tension to ease out of my body, but then he slid the toy over my cockhead, and I whimpered. It wasn’t warm like a mouth, but it was soft and slick, and between that delightful sensation and him kissing me, I drifted on a cloud of lust.
“Now, I’m going to get you off again and the real fun can begin.” He rested his forehead on mine.
I’d always thought of swooning as something people in Jane Austen novels did, but my head felt light and my dick kicked so hard I could feel the strain of the toy bucking in his hand. He had to put his palm in the middle of my back to keep me upright, and I saw his lips twitch at the pain from his injured shoulder.
“Oh.” I whined out a low noise that I’d never heard myself make.
Scott chuckled, a rich, almost evil sound that had me clinging to him with my legs wrapped around the back of his upper thighs.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. My phone danced across the dresser, and I was so lost in the blissful haze of rushing toward a second orgasm that I ignored it. But then, the annoying sound happened again. And again.
“Okay, I’m thinking you need to tell them you’re busy,” Scott said, nipping the point of my jaw while twisting the toy around my dick. I cracked open an eye only to find him grinning and holding up my phone. “Be careful or they’ll know what you’re up to.” He squeezed the toy around my cockhead, and I almost doubled over at the pleasure, but he kept me sitting upright with his uninjured shoulder.
It took my brain an embarrassing amount of time to come online. Recognize there were things more important than what was happening to my dick. By the time it did, my phone was ringing again. My stomach ran cold as I saw Bryn’s name. I fumbled to swipe up the Accept icon.
“Bryn?” Her name was a ghost of breath in my mouth, and I bit down hard on my bottom lip as he teased the toy in a swirl around my cockhead.
“Oh my God! Deer!” There was a rush of whispered words that came out in between sobs too smooshed together for me to separate and understand. The only thing that flew across the phone line loud and clear was her terror.
It was like a bucket of cold water was tossed over my head and settled as a frozen lump of dread in my gut.
Scott frowned and slid the toy off my softening erection. He tossed it on the towel and stared at me with his brow furrowed. “You all right? What’s happening, Fawn?”
I shook my head. “Bryn, I can’t understand you.” I gripped his forearm to keep myself upright because that swooning sensation was back with a vengeance.
“Shit!” There was thumping on her end that sounded close to the phone. Maybe a fist on a door. “I’ll be out in a minute! Just freshening up!” she called with a fake laugh that set my teeth on edge. “Deer,” she hissed. “I need help.”
“You want me to call the cops?” I asked. My stomach swooped at the suggestion.
She moaned and I could practically see her shaking her head. “Can you just come and knock on the door? Maybe tell this jerk you’re my brother or something and need me?” She was grasping at straws, and I hated that. There was no safety plan.
“What happened?”
“He likes to hit people. I said that wasn’t my thing, then he slapped me, hard. My eye socket might be cracked. It sure hurts like it. He told me he’d make pain my thing. He thinks what he did is sexy, but I’m fucking freaked out. And he had a bunch of stuff with him that is so far above my pay grade it’s in the stratosphere. I do not want any of that stuff in me. Then, a few more guys showed up. His friends. I always thought if this happened, I’d call the cops, but what are they going to do except arrest me?” She said all that in a long breath that ended on a squeak.
“He hit you?” I asked, then nibbled my bottom lip while every muscle in my body tensed. Adrenaline poured through me, replacing the sweet high I’d been riding.
Scott’s eyebrows shot up, and before I knew what was happening, he’d snatched the phone out of my hand. “You one of Deer’s escort friends, love?” he asked.
I groaned, rubbing my face.
“Who are you?” Her voice was practically a shriek that I could clearly hear.
“Name’s not important. Where are you?” Scott glared at the floor but kept a soothing hand rubbing a circle on my hip.
Bryn rambled something to him.
Scott nodded, his face falling into a dark scowl. “You hang tight, okay? Don’t leave the bathroom, darling. If you can put yourself against the wall, stick your feet on the door. That should help you keep some leverage if he starts trying to force his way in. You’re not far from here. Don’t come out of there until you hear Deer tell you to do it.”
He ended the call, and I took my phone back mutely as he stepped away and tugged his cell out of his back pocket. He stabbed at the screen.
“Are you?—”
He held up his hand and cocked his head to the side, listening to someone on his phone. “Yeah, get over to the Justina. Yeah, the hotel. Room thirty-eight. Now. I’ll meet you there.”
I stared dumbly at Scott.
He swooped in and kissed me hard, which had the effect of making the room feel like it was vacuum sealing itself around me again. “Come on. Get dressed.”
“What’s happening?” I fumbled to grab the edge of the dresser, and he took my hands, kissing the knuckles.
“I’ve never been a pimp. Guess tonight’s as good a night as any to try it out?” He smirked, but there was anger burning in his eyes that couldn’t be missed. “You don’t have a single person in the world out there looking out for you, do you?”
Shivering, I shrugged. “No. Not really. Just Bryn.”
“And your friend doesn’t, either?”
“She has me.” I bit the corner of my lip.
Groaning, he ran a hand down his face. “Get dressed. To be continued.” He nodded toward the toy and booped me on the nose with a finger. “And hurry! Meet me at the door in two minutes.” He rushed out of the room, and I huffed as fear battled with my annoyance at needing to remove the butt plug. Only my worry for Bryn kept me from taking the time to ease the plug out. I hated the empty feeling when I had the tail lying on the towel.
“God, what the hell is Scott going to do?” My brain kicked into overdrive. Why were we going to the hotel instead of calling the cops? With a shrug, I rushed to do as Scott had said, which was pretty much my life now. Listening to him was a lot nicer than trying to figure out how to help Bryn—or myself—all alone.
A sweet wave of tingles swept me, even as terror nipped at my heels. I barreled toward the door while still pulling my clothes on.