Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Carter grinned and adjusted her position a bit, tilting her into him, so that her weight wasn’t pressing on the sore parts so much. “Better?”
She let out a long sigh. “Yes, Daddy. Thank you… and I mean specifically for this and not for the strap. It sucks.”
His grin widened. “You know, you might want to show a little gratitude.”
She snorted.
It seemed like a good time to remind her of something.
“That round red rump of yours is tempting. While I was finishing up, I was thinking how nice it would be to spread those cheeks, lube you up, and stretch that cute little bottom hole of yours. The heat would feel so nice against my skin as I fucked you deep and hard.” He followed up with an mmm sound.
“Daddy!”
“Any hole, remember?” It wouldn’t take much to talk him into it either.
He always enjoyed fucking her from behind when her ass was hot and red.
Not only did it turn him on in a major way to see his handiwork, but as his body slapped against the sore skin, it usually had her squirming in delicious ways.
She made a wordless squeak and buried her face against his chest.
“But I think I’ll just settle for your mouth this time,” he said casually.
His hand slid down and his fingernails scratched across a welt.
She jumped and made a little whimpering sound.
He ignored it and continued, “That warm wet mouth of yours can reward me for all my hard work, and that way it will be too full to get you in trouble.”
No sound from his wife, but the way she shifted and avoided looking at him, told him all he needed to know. He’d be willing to bet everything he owned, that she was loving the whole experience. Well, not the strap, but everything else he had done, and would do to her.
She’d even love the edging and not being allowed to come … eventually.
He enjoyed holding her in his arms for a while, not rushing to the next step.
They cuddled all the time, most days they went to sleep in each other’s arms, but there was something precious about the time after punishment.
It was like her walls came down completely, leaving her quivering and vulnerable.
He’d forgotten what it was like to hold her safe during those times. How he had ever let that go, he couldn’t imagine. It had happened, obviously; a series of unfortunate events had taken it from them, but it would never happen again. Not if he had anything to say about it.
So he held her and enjoyed the time together, as her tears wet his shirt and her body pressed against him, limp and heavy. His hand rubbed lazy circles on the warm skin, occasionally tracing a puffy line from the strap’s edge just to listen to the liquid sounds she made.
As always, Allegra let him know when she’d had enough comfort. She had never been one to stay still for long, not even in her sleep. After fifteen minutes or so, she started to wiggle and squirm, shifting position, until finally she slid out of his lap and stretched.
“Well, I guess I’ll head to bed,” she said. Her tone made it clear that she wasn’t planning to do any such thing. It was obviously a tease.
He didn’t disappoint her. “Sure, sweetheart. Right after we finish up that one last thing.” He leaned back and one hand went behind to brace himself. The other moved to cup the hard bulge pushing at the front of his jeans. He smirked as he waggled his eyebrows at her.
She looked down, watching as he unzipped himself. Her tongue glided across her bottom lip and a hungry look came into her eyes. Without looking away she said, “Oh, I don’t really feel like it tonight. Maybe tomorrow… you know, in twenty-four hours.”
“Testing me, sweetheart?” He chuckled. “I don’t think you want to do that.”
“I’m not testing,” she lied. “I’m just tired.”
“Okay then. Let’s head to bed. We can redo this whole adventure tomorrow.” He pushed his boxers down and his erection sprang up proudly. He’d been hard throughout the punishment, and it was a relief to free his cock.
She continued to watch for another second and then her eyes snapped up to meet his. “Redo? Uh, redo what?”
“The strapping, of course. I told you the new rules. If you don’t pay the Daddy bill, then we’ll just have to try again tomorrow, and obviously that will reset the clock on satisfying your hungry little pussy too.” His mouth tipped up at one side, almost daring her as he stroked himself.
He was lot more patient than she was. He could wait an extra day if he had to, or take matters into his own hands if he couldn’t. His lovely wife on the other hand… he could see the hunger in every line of her body.
“Fuck.” The word was almost a snarl, as she threw herself down at his feet between his spread thighs and pushed his hands out of the way.
The way she grabbed his cock like it was her personal property, attacking it with her tongue and the edge of her teeth—it was nearly enough to drive him over the edge immediately.
But Allegra was too good with her mouth.
She knew how to tease and draw things out until he was damn near ready to levitate off the bed.
She kept him on edge so long he had to grab fistfuls of the comforter to keep from taking over.
He was dying to bury his hands in her hair and hold her in place as he fucked her mouth.
He loved it when she got aggressive during sex and it hadn’t happened in a long time. Maybe I should deny her more often, he thought. His head tipped back and he let out a loud groan as she circled her tongue just under the head of his cock one more time.
Patience paid off when she took him deep into her mouth and began working those muscles around the sensitive tip of his shaft.
Nothing could have stopped him from spilling down her throat after that, and the way she desperately tried to swallow every drop kept him on that edge of overstimulation until he was ready to scream.
When she finally sat back and wiped her mouth, he just let himself flop back on the bed panting. A few moments later he felt her removing his shoes one at a time, and then she began dragging his jeans down. It was all he could do to lift up to make it easier.
He cracked an eye so he could watch her strip her shirt off and drop it to the floor. She stood there, arms akimbo, frowning at him. “You’re too heavy to move, Daddy, so you’re going to have to scootch up yourself.”
Easier said than done. He sighed. “Alright, give me a minute, sweetheart. You about sucked the life out of me.” It was more like ten before he found the energy to get up and head for the bathroom to clean up. “Back in a sec,” he mumbled.
By the time he was back, she’d fixed the comforter and tucked herself under it to wait for him. She slid out to take her own turn in the bathroom but was soon back and snuggled against him.
“Are you sure about the twenty-four hour rule, Daddy?” Her voice was low and throaty, and her still-hot ass pushed back against him.
His cock, which should have been dead still, suddenly stirred and he groaned. “I’m sure, and you better behave yourself.”
“Or what? You won’t let me come?” The bratty tone was clear and obvious. Either she thought he was too tired to do anything about it, or she really thought a one-day wait was the worst he could do.
Wrong. “Or this,” he retorted as he shifted her hips just enough that his questing hand could work between her thighs. He sank his fingers into her hot pussy and stroked them up and down in slow swirling motions.
“Yessssss.” The word was a long low moan trickling from her lips, as her ass ground against him.
He circled her entrance a few times, drove two fingers deep inside, and then just … stopped. “Night, sweetheart.”
She didn’t realize at first what was happening. His fingers were still inside of her, and when they stopped moving, she tried rocking into his hand. It didn’t give her nearly enough friction to get anywhere and finally a sound of pure frustration burst from her. It was almost animalistic.
He stifled a laugh, and instead settled down comfortably to sleep, leaving his hand right where it was. It was mean, but she deserved it for pushing.
After a while, when she thought he was asleep, she tried to get herself off again, squirming against his hand, trying to ride his fingers. He went along with it, to a point. The muffled little moans were adorable, but when her body started to tense, preparing to climax…
“If you come it will be the last time for a while, and you’ll be getting the strap every night this week.” His voice was low and firm, no hint of sleepiness, just so she would know he’d been paying attention the entire time.
She froze, cursed, and finally slumped back with a long sigh. “I’m not sure I like you this way,” she grumbled.
“Yes, you do.” He pulled his fingers out of her, pausing to flick her clit hard enough to make her yelp. And then, for the sake of a decent night’s sleep, he turned over and presented his back to her.