Chapter 13
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
HEL
"Of course she followed the rules," I said to Oak before ending the phone call.
Teddie’s fierce determination to stick up for herself was one of the things that made her appealing.
She wasn't about to take shit from any of us, contract or no contract.
From the moment I proposed it, I knew she'd test every boundary, but in the end she’d stay within them.
She wouldn't admit it herself yet, but when it came down to it, she wanted this as much as we did.
Each rule was carefully chosen. Designed just for her.
Nothing on that long list was a thing she didn't want to do, deep down.
All we were doing was helping bring out that side of her.
Giving her what she needed to spread her wings.
By the time we were done with her, she wouldn't recognize herself.
She'd love the woman she would become. And if she didn't? I'd keep working on her until she did. We had a whole fucking lifetime.
As if she knew I was thinking of her, the back door opened and closed. Footsteps headed up the stairs. They weren't heavy enough to be Fade or Oak, and I knew Shannon was in the kitchen.
Teddie had arrived home. Yes, I was aware she didn’t think about my house as her home yet. That was another thing we'd have to work on.
I glanced at the time. It was close to midnight. I should have finished working hours ago, but I couldn't rest while she was still out at her fathers' bar. I would have preferred to have her home in bed hours ago, but these were feathers I did not try to clip. Yet.
I waited for the footsteps to disappear and her door to close before I opened my laptop and turned on the camera in Teddie's bedroom. The one I'd hidden inside her teddy bear, that now conveniently perched on her desk.
She'd placed it on a table beside the bed.
Would she notice it had been moved? If she did, I'd put it down to Shannon needing to clean.
Dust on a table beside the bed wasn't good for anyone's health.
I didn't need Oak, with his obsession with all of that shit, to explain that to me.
He'd already made it clear to Shannon that if she left a speck of dust or mold anywhere in the house, she'd be out on her ass.
As if she was his employee and not mine.
Teddie asked me why her room was like her childhood bedroom, but hadn't pressed the question. If she had, I could have told her the camera was installed while the teddy bear was still there. Through that, I'd had a good look at her room before designing the one here.
Would I have been that frank with her? Absolutely not. The point was irrelevant now anyway, she hadn't asked.
I leaned forward and watched her step into her room and place her bag beside the door. Her laptop and phone, she put carefully on the desk beside the teddy bear. Of course she'd take good care of those. She probably thought I'd make her pay for them if they were broken.
I smiled to myself. The woman didn't know me yet, but she would. She could break a million phones, and I'd buy her a million new ones. Of course I would. I needed to be able to contact her whenever I wanted. And vice versa. She hadn't reached that stage yet, but she would.
She walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer, rummaging through the underwear in there.
My shoulders stiffened. She didn't pull out any panties and put them on.
If she had in the next ten minutes, she would have broken the rules.
Would I have confronted her and called her out on it?
Since only she and I would have known, I might have let it slide.
With conditions, of course. Everything had to have its price.
She closed the drawer and opened the bottom one. Crouched down in front of it, her bare thigh was on display. Her legs were so long, my mouth went dry. She'd look incredible in a pair of heels and nothing else. Her hair loose and wild around her face. Her nipples puckered, pussy slick for me.
My cock hardened, aching to be closer to her. Inside her.
I placed my palms on the cool wood of the desk and breathed in and out slowly. Forcing my thoughts to slow and my body to remain in control. Acting rashly was not in my nature and I didn't want to start now. This woman was going to test me in every way possible. I intended to pass every test.
She reached into the drawer and pulled out a box, tore it open, and let the contents spill onto her hand. Her eyebrows rose as she took in the vibrator in the shape of a stick of lipstick.
Her tongue protruding slightly, she teased off the lid, revealing the bright red stimulator that really did look like lipstick, if a bit larger.
The color would look perfect on my cock.
Had she seen lipstick in the bathroom in the exact same shade?
I suspected she had. I'd find an excuse for her to wear it.
She turned the vibrator on, smiling as it hummed.
I ignored the thump of the half-dead organ in my chest. Anyone who knows me would say I was incapable of feeling love.
That control was more important to me. I forced myself to remember that.
Control was something I excelled at. Love was alien, it made us vulnerable.
Vulnerability was too easy to exploit. I'd seen it too often before.
Fuck knows I'd done it myself more times than I could count.
No one would ever accuse me of being a saint.
Teddie turned the toy up a couple of settings before climbing onto her bed and pulling her skirt up to her waist.
From the angle of the camera, I had an excellent view of her perfect pussy, already glistening with her arousal.
I watched without blinking, committing every inch of her to memory, right down to her rear hole. I'd fuck her there soon too.
She placed the toy between her legs, angling it so it was pressed against her clit.
"Good girl," I whispered.
I undid the front of my pants and pushed them down, wrapping my hand around my cock to pull it out. Slowly working myself as I watched her move the toy around her pussy.
She turned it up, making it hum louder. Her hips bucked, slowly, mesmerizing. She tugged down the front of her shirt, exposing one of her breasts before she placed her hand over it, rolling her nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
I wanted that to be my mouth, sucking her nipple between my lips and tasting her. This torture would have to do for now.
Was she thinking about me? She might be picturing Oak or Fade. Imagining one of them fucking her. Maybe both of them. One in her pussy and the other in her mouth.
I shoved the thought away. The only thing that mattered right now was her. Her body and what I would to do to her. I’d slide my cock inside her sweet little pussy, replacing the vibrator with my tongue.
I was tempted to head upstairs and make that reality, but there would be time for that later. Instead, I stroked myself, inching closer and closer to orgasm right along with her.
"Be a good girl and come with me," I said softly.
Her eyelids flickered as though she heard me speak. She couldn't have. The distance between my office and her room was too great, and the blood rushing through her ears would have obscured the sound. Perhaps it was instinct, somehow knowing I was watching, fucking my hand as she pleasured herself.
Her eyes closed again, her face a mask of bliss. I wanted to take a screenshot, but that would be breaking my own rules about consent. Yes, I was watching her, but taking a photo or video of her getting herself off was a step too far, even for me.
That was another on the long list of things that would have to wait. Lucky for her, I was a patient man.
I was vaguely aware of someone appearing in the doorway.
Fade.
He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me with my hand around my cock. Listening to the sounds Teddie made through the video feed.
"Isn't this interesting?" he said like the cocky bastard he was.
"Very," I said between strokes. My tip was leaking, my hand becoming slick with pre-cum. I was hard as a diamond. Harder still, with him standing right there.
He wouldn't be surprised to find me like this, and I wasn't going to apologize for it. Nor would he run to Teddie and tell her. No, this was between him and me.
"Are you going to stand there and watch?" I asked.
He paused for a moment before pushing himself off the doorframe and sauntering over to the other side of the desk, watching Teddie for a few moments. "A hundred bucks says she's thinking about me."
He lowered himself to his knees. Waited until I'd removed my hand before wrapping his lips around my cock.
His hot mouth and tight lips were like an electric shock after my own fingers. The instant suction almost enough to make me come on the spot.
With one eye on Teddie, he teased me with his tongue, licking his way around my crown, tasting me. His tongue was smooth and hot, sliding around my skin. Rubbing up and down. Feeling every ridge and vein in my erection.
I placed my hands on the arms of my chair, hanging on while he started to suck.
"Fuck," I whispered. I gave in to the urge to thrust myself as hard into his mouth as I could. Tapping the back of his throat until he gagged. Thrusting harder. Relentless.
He didn't pull away. He never had. Fade always took all of me without hesitation. No matter how rough I was, he always wanted more.
So did I. I thrust harder, reveling in the wet sound of his mouth around my dick. His breath ragged. He struggled to breathe through his nose, while I blocked off the air to his mouth. Pounding hard. Choking him.
A perfect complement to Teddie's moans as she drew closer and closer to coming.
I didn't give Fade any warning. I let myself go, coming hard, squirting my release into the back of his mouth. Continuing to thrust until I'd milked myself for every last drop.
Slowly, he slid his mouth off me. He licked his lips, holding my cum in his mouth. A faint smile on his lips, he pushed himself up off his haunches and pressed his mouth to mine. Waited until I opened my lips before he spat my release onto my tongue. The sharp, salty taste had my senses tingling.
A wicked look in his eyes, he backed up. He locked his blue eyes on me until I swallowed it down, every drop, as if somehow he was the one in charge here. As if that was his cum I'd just swallowed, not my own.
"That'll be in your ass next time," I told him.
"Promises, promises." He pushed himself to his feet, giving me space to tuck my cock away and do my pants back up.
A little reluctant, if I'm honest. I would have liked this to last for longer.
Next time he sucked me off, we'd do it with Teddie in the room.
She could suck him off at the same time.
Doing this without her almost felt like going behind her back, but Fade and I had been fucking each other for a long time.
Sometimes I told myself it didn't mean anything. Sometimes I even believed it.
Eyes on the screen, we both watched Teddie, her hand on her breast, the other between her legs, the vibrator humming against her pussy.
"I'm starting to see the appeal," Fade drawled. His cock strained against the front of his pants. If it could, it might have flown off straight through the screen and into Teddie's pussy. Instead, it stayed put, but it must have been achingly hard.
"You saw the appeal the first time you laid eyes on her," I told him. "This is why I needed to make her mine."
I knew he wanted me to correct myself and say 'ours,' but he had work to do before he made that happen. If he ever did. Did he want that? He wanted to fuck her, that was obvious, but did he want to own her the way I did?
Teddie moaned and came, her head tipped back, mouth apart. She rocked against the vibrator, which must have been on its maximum setting, judging by the volume of its humming.
Either way, she came long and hard before she flopped back against the mattress, her hands on either side of her. Her thighs were still apart, shirt down, giving us a good look at her bare breast and pussy.
"I think I like this view better than the one out the window," Fade drawled.
I grunted my agreement. The ocean was beautiful, but it wasn't anything compared to the sight of her slick pussy and hard, dusky nipple. I could have stared at her all night.
She lay there for a minute or two before she rolled off the bed and disappeared in the direction of the bathroom.
I stared at the indent in her bed covers and sighed. A camera in her bathroom might be a good idea, so I could watch her while she showered. Better yet, I could join her in there.
"That reminds me of why I came in here," Fade said. "I developed a new app. I thought you'd find it interesting." He had that sly look on his face when he came up with something he knew I'd like.
I sat back in my chair, my hands behind my head, and listened. He was right, I liked the idea, but what would Teddie think? I decided it didn't matter. She agreed to follow our rules. This would just streamline it.