Chapter 29 A Dog With a Bone
A DOG WITH A BONE
Ember
Stretching out, the first thing I noticed was the warm embrace radiating from behind me. My entire body tensed up, only for the memories of last night to come rushing back in a huge pile of delirium.
From the vivid memory of me taking a bat to his bike, him confidently telling me he didn’t wish to see other people, me telling him to bite me, only for him to zip tie my hands and fuck my throat in the middle of my living room floor.
The rest of the night was spent with the required aftercare—his words, not my own.
He’d helped me clean up, completely ignoring me when I told him I could easily do all of this myself. He refused to listen, and I was enjoying myself too much to stop him two minutes into it.
I wasn’t sure where my feelings lay, but I knew I couldn’t pursue this. Not in the way he seemed more than eager to. Forcing out a deep breath, it was time to face the day and all it held. Including the drop-dead gorgeous man behind me.
Slowly and gently rolling over, trying my utmost not to wake him yet, I looked up at the sleeping face beside me.
His arm thrown over my waist, his lips just barely parted, the lightest of stubble covered his jaw line, dark eyelashes fanned out in a perfect arch across his cheeks, and I had to fight the urge not to kiss him.
He appeared so young like this, so unassuming—as if he couldn’t ever cause as much insanity and trouble as he had been in my life lately. Not that I was one to talk right now when it came to the path of destruction and insanity.
His arm tightened around me, pulling me against his bare chest, a small squeak coming from my mouth as he chuckled. “Good morning, little flame,” he said groggily. His head leaned down, and he buried his face in the crook of my neck. “Damn you look beautiful first thing in the morning.”
Rolling my eyes as he started dramatically inhaling. “You haven’t even opened your eyes yet, crazy man, and are you smelling me?” I questioned as he started pressing gentle kisses along my shoulder.
A subtle shift on the bed drew both our attentions. The overly aggressive purring had Wyatt sitting up and peering over my shoulder though.
“Why is there a massive fluffy orange cat in our bed right now?” he asked quietly.
“Do you think if you’re too loud he’ll attack?” I whispered with a giggle. “He’s here to request breakfast.”
“Does he have a name?”
“CC.” His dark blue eyes looked down at me, one brow arched in a clear question of ‘I want an elaboration, Ember Rae.’ “Do you remember how I told you I joined the app just to piss my mom off?”
“Yes?”
“Well, CC was the same deal. She made a comment about grandkids, and I told her I didn’t want kids, and I was going to join a sex app to find a man and maybe get a cat…
well, some spin of that anyway. I got CC that afternoon,” I said with a shrug as if everything pouring from my mouth was completely normal and not fucking crazy.
“Okay, but what does CC stand for? Did he come with that name?”
I bit my bottom lip to hold back a laugh. His gaze was glued back to my cat again, like he was waiting for him to launch his furry butt onto Wyatt and chew his face off. He finally looked back down at me, still very much frowning.
“You’re laughing at me,” he stated.
I bit my bottom lip but nodded.
“His name is Mr. Coffee Crumbles,” I finally said. “And no, he didn’t come with that name. He didn’t come with any name. He was abandoned at the shelter with no info, and then he chose to be a grumpy ass towards everyone who worked there. I had to have him.” I shrugged.
His eyes returned to CC, and he mumbled, “Will he try to bite me if I pet him?”
I smirked. “No idea. Only Ivy and Aspen have met him. They didn’t get to pet him though, he just stared at them and then hid somewhere in the apartment.”
“Mhm,” he hummed. “I’m going to make him love me.”
“Um, do you like cats?”
“Is it a make-or-break thing for you?”
“Well, not exactly, but he isn’t going anywhere, so.”
Wyatt nodded. “Never loved an animal more than Mr. Coffee Crumbles. He’s actually the most beautiful cat I’ve ever seen.”
I shook my head, trying to hide the smile that had been plastered to my face since he’d opened his eyes and looked at me. I didn’t need him getting any more big ideas. “I have to open the bakery, and you need to go away.”
Rolling out of his embrace, CC leaped to the ground and strutted into the kitchen to await his breakfast. I slid into a clean pair of panties and then a pair of black leggings.
“How is Jade doing?” Wyatt asked.
I glanced over my shoulder at him. The sheet was draped down around his hips as he laid on his side, his head leaning against a propped-up hand as he watched me like I was a new Broadway show he was getting paid to review, and he couldn’t miss a moment of.
“She’s good, I guess. Young, as you well know, but she’s…eager,” I replied, finally settling on a descriptive word for her and her determined little personality.
Wyatt chuckled. “So were you when you started my little control freak.”
“You didn’t even know me then,” I grumbled.
“Didn’t need to. I know you now, and I don’t think you’ve changed all that much.”
I slid on a lacy bralette, turning back to face him as he rolled onto his back, the sheet leaving the slight V of his abs on show. My mouth went dry as he slowly pushed the sheet down, revealing his stunning, pierced cock.
“I was only asking because if she was ready to start opening the bakery on some mornings, you, me, and CC could be at my house, sleeping in and waking up together.” I watched as his fingers wrapped around his shaft and started slowly stroking.
My eyes bounced up to his face to find him watching me intently.
“Fuck Em, do you want to help me with this? Or just watch?”
“I, um, work, and,” I stuttered as my core clenched, my eyes drawn like a fucking magnet back to watching him please himself. “And I’m not going to your house. We’re not together. This is just…sex.” My teeth dug into my bottom lip as I tried to stop speaking.
“Mmm, I get it. You’re busy. You could just watch if you want, or we can play a game.” His tone dropped slightly, and the ending sounded more like a growl.
My fists clenched at my sides. I hated that this man knew how competitive I was. I cleared my throat, trying to ensure that I didn’t sound too eager. “What kind of game?”
His hand was still lazily stroking his cock, and damn did I want it buried down my throat right now. Why did I love sucking this man’s cock so much?
“Grab the box?”
My eyes jumped back to his face, and I felt my cheeks heat as I nodded.
“That’s my good girl. Go get that little black package and then strip your leggings and panties off for me.”
I wasted no time running to the box back under the side of my bed and pulling out the small package I’d ordered from Silk and Spice.
Walking out, I set it on the edge of the bed and then removed the clothes from my lower half, my underwear already soaked through from just watching him pleasure himself.
“Pull out the smallest one, and then I want you on top of me, little flame. Your cunt above my face and I want you choking on my cock,” Wyatt explained.
I felt myself swallow and nod quickly. “Yeah, I knew that was what you wanted. Now hurry up or you’ll be late for work, and we can’t have that, can we? ”
I shook my head no before doing what he asked. Handing him the smallest butt plug, I arranged myself until I was straddling his face, my stomach against his chest, and his throbbing cock now pulsing in my face.
“Wait, what’s the game?” I asked before he distracted me in his expert way.
He chuckled. “Forever the competitive one. Whoever comes first owes the other one a date. Now, be a good girl, okay? Choke on it and try to relax your tight little ass. I promise I’ll make it feel good,” he said.
I could feel the breath from his words against my soaked cunt, and I wanted so badly to ride his face, but I wanted his cock more.
I slowly licked the tip of him, running my tongue around the metal balls and then down his shaft.
“Fuck, Ember, don’t tease me. Take me like I know my perfect whore is capable of,” he growled from beneath me.
I didn’t want to be a brat, not right now.
I wanted to please him, and I desperately wanted to see what game he wanted to play with me—especially now that I knew how to win.
With one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, I took as much of him as I could into my mouth.
His hips jerked slightly as he moaned, and then his mouth was buried in my cunt.
His tongue went from my clit all the way back to my ass, again and again.
He’d pay such perfect attention to my clit, bringing me so close, only to swipe his tongue back against my back entrance again and again.
I wanted to beg for more, but every time I thought about it, his hips would jerk up, pushing himself farther down my throat and keeping me more determined to please him.
Hands ran up my thighs while his tongue started fucking my cunt, and I couldn’t help but moan around his length. Both his hands rubbings my ass, only for a single digit to push into my back hole. I gasped around his cock, allowing him to push himself in until he hit the back of my throat.
“Fuck, just like that, Em,” he groaned from beneath me.
I felt his opposite arm reach around, only to return.
I felt myself tense around his finger as he slid it in and out of me, but the slim silicone toy we’d gotten slid into my pussy with ease as he began slowly fucking me with the toy in one hand, his opposite hand busy with my ass. “Try not to tense up, my fiery girl.”
I heard him but hearing him and listening to him were two different tasks as he pulled the toy out and pressed back against the one hole he hadn’t had yet.
“That’s right. Look at your tight little ass stretching so perfectly for me.
” I felt it stretch me, but nothing painful, just different, as it slipped in easily, and I knew when it was all the way in because he spread my ass cheeks and his hips jerked up again as he gently pushed on the end of the silicone plug.
I groaned around his cock, and he mumbled something under his breath before his mouth returned to my pussy, his tongue pushing inside of me again. I wanted him to come first so badly, as I pushed as much of him as I could into my mouth.
His head fell back onto the pillow as he moaned, “God fucking dammit, Ember, it’s like the more you choke down, the wetter you get.” I sucked harder, and I felt him reach for something. “Don’t stop, Ember. Be my perfect girl and swallow all of my come. I know I will,” he mumbled again.
I wanted to ask what he meant, but my hands dug into his thighs as the plug buried in my ass started vibrating, a deep sensation that went straight to my clit.
“I almost want to record this. Your pretty cunt just pulsing and searching for my cock to strangle. Is that what you need, little flame?” he questioned. I didn’t pause to think before I started nodding. “Good, hop off. Ass in the air. I want to see your holes filled up for me.”
I crawled off, sliding over so he could move and get into position. “Tell me what you want, Ember,” he said as he got up on his knees and his hands ran over my back and down to my hips.
“Please fuck me,” I whispered as my butt went backwards slightly in search of him. “I want you to fill both of my holes.”
“Of course you do, my little whore,” he said with a knowing smirk, and then he slid his cock inside of my cunt.
I was still sore from last night, but the moment he slid home, a satisfied moan slipped from my lips.
Between his cock stretching me, his hands digging into my hips, and the vibrating in my ass, I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Lord, Ember, I can feel it vibrating,” he grunted through ground teeth.
“We’re going to train your ass to take me, little flame, and then you’re going to ride your monster cock, and I’m going to fuck this ass of yours until you’re so covered in your own cum, it’s enough lube for both holes.”
I squeezed my eyes shut as the vision of just that came over me, and we were both coming before he could mutter any more obscenities into my ear. He slowed down, a few more lazy thrusts before finally reaching over to his phone and turning off the butt plug and pulling out of me.
“So who won?” I questioned.
He chuckled. “It was a tie.”
I fell over on my side, still facing him and breathless. “I don’t believe in ties.” I glanced over at my phone to check the time. “I’m so going to be late,” I muttered with a smile.
He leaned down and kissed me, slowly and fully, as if we weren’t in any rush whatsoever. “Better hurry up then.”
“But…aren’t you going to...” I stumbled over my words as the smile grew on his face.
“Nope. Told you, we’ve got to train your ass to take me. That won’t happen overnight, and I’m eager to fuck every hole you have. Now,” he smacked my ass, “go get dressed.”
I stared at him, my eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights of a truck. “What are you going to do?”
“Get to know CC and wait for you. Plus, my laptop is in my bag, so I can get some work done for a few hours.”
Swallowing roughly, I watched him carefully. “You’re not going too….”
“Turn it on mid-workday?” He shrugged. “Maybe. I wouldn’t want you to forget about me.
Maybe I’ll watch you on the cameras and jerk off while I wait for you.
Don’t worry, I’ll take a video for you.” He smirked and winked before his cock pulsed from beneath the blanket again.
“What can I say? The thought of you down there, my come running down your leg as I bring you closer and closer to the edge, while a vibrator I bought is buried in your ass?”
I swallowed and turned away to get dressed before he could see just how much all of those words affected me. I needed to get my ass downstairs and work.