Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Brian
Seeing Rae on her knees in front of him was doing all sorts of things to Brian’s imagination. The taste of her on his tongue made him want to push her onto her back and delve between her legs with his mouth, but that wasn’t what the scene called for.
Playing the part of the ‘hard Dom’ was easier than he would have thought—maybe because of their history together, maybe because of the situation—but he wasn’t having any trouble pushing back his Daddy instincts at this moment. He was, however, thoroughly enjoying watching Rae submit to him.
He sure as hell hadn’t expected to be back in this position again.
This time, though, he was going to do a better job of managing his expectations.
He wasn’t fooled. This was a one-time thing, very likely a one-night thing, that he should enjoy while it lasted, and when it was over, it would be over.
That they were on an island, away from home, actually made things easier. It was like Vegas—what happened on the island, stayed on the island.
And they weren’t going to tell their friends.
He could only imagine what his friends would say if they knew he was hooking up with Rae again.
Calling him a masochist would be the least of it.
But this time was different. He doubted they’d see it that way, though, which was why it was best to keep them out of it.
Plus, he didn’t feel like putting up with the inevitable teasing.
“What would you like me to do now… Sir?” Rae asked coquettishly.
As an answer, Brian undid the front of his shorts, stepping closer to her as his cock sprang free, the hard length bobbing in front of her face.
“I told you, sweetheart. Your first payment. You’re going to suck my cock with that pretty little mouth of yours.
” Normally, he would say ‘suck Daddy’s cock,’ but it really wasn’t that hard to change out ‘Daddy’ for ‘my.’ The way Rae’s eyes lit up with eager expectation more than made the switch worth it.
Then her eyes narrowed.
“What do I get out of this?”
“You mean other than a place to stay?” He raised his eyebrows, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking it as he took a step forward, so the tip was right in front of her full lips.
“Well, if you’re so inclined, you can play with yourself.
I didn’t get to see the finale of your show the other night. ”
He couldn’t see it, but he had a feeling she blushed, her challenging gaze dropping, confirming his suspicion that, yes, she’d wanted him to watch. Then, her expression shifted, and she glared up at him.
“I knew you were watching!”
“Are you pretending you didn’t want me to?” he asked. Rae pressed her lips together, which was going to make it really hard for her to suck his cock. “Open up, little girl. Unless you want to find somewhere else to sleep tonight.”
Her eyes widened again, but those were the magic words—even if they were an empty threat. Rae’s lips opened, and she leaned forward, taking the head of his cock between them. Brian groaned, releasing his hold on the shaft so she had access to the full length.
Fuck, that felt so damn good. As he watched her take his cock between her lips, he could see below where her hand was already between her legs, playing with her pretty pussy.
Sliding one hand around the back of her neck, under her braids, he reached down with the other to cup her breast, enjoying the vibrations that danced along his cock when she moaned in response.
Thrusting gently over her tongue, he worked his cock in and out of her mouth as he squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple hard enough to make her squeal—though the sound was muffled by his dick.
Which made him like it even more. He gave the tiny bud a little twist, focusing on tormenting her in order to distract himself from the growing pleasure.
He wanted to make it last as long as possible.
“Fuck, babygirl, that feels so good.”
‘Daddy’ might be on her hard limits, but he could call her whatever he wanted, and her eyes lit up when he called her babygirl. The suction on his dick was pure fucking heaven, and he groaned as her tongue laved the underside.
She moaned around his cock, and he could see her hand busily working between her legs… but he couldn’t see enough.
Releasing her, he stepped back—though she tried to follow him with her mouth. Her eyes glazed with desire, she tipped her head back to look at him, lips still parted in erotic invitation.
“Up on the bed,” he ordered. “I want to watch you play with yourself.”
Her pupils dilated. He knew Rae wasn’t exactly a huge exhibitionist, so that meant she liked being watched by him. That was an entirely different thing and one that made him feel like crowing in triumph, as if he had won something.
Holding out his hand, he helped her to her feet. The sultry look she gave him over her shoulder as she turned toward the bed was pure flirtation. His dick throbbed, and he reached down to grip it, stroking himself as Rae hopped onto the bed and laid back in position.
Feet spread wide apart and firmly planted on the mattress, knees pointed at the ceiling, she gave him a completely open view of her spread pussy.
The soft, purplish brown folds glistened in the light, her swollen clit peeking from beneath its hood just below the thin strip of curly hairs on her mound.
Cupping both breasts, she squeezed them before running one hand down over her stomach to dip back between her legs.
Rae
Why did she like Brian watching her so much? She truly didn’t know, but she loved having his gaze on her. Loved knowing he was staring at her like she was a delicious dessert he wanted to pounce on.
With his eyes glued to her body, she drew out her pleasure rather than racing for the finish line. Teasing herself rather than trying to please herself immediately. She moaned louder than she normally would, shuddering and gasping as much for his reaction as because what she was doing felt good.
“Like this?” she asked in a sultry voice, sliding her fingers between her pussy lips, dipping them inside before pulling them out to drag her wetness around her swollen clit.
“Just like that, babygirl.” His eyes drank her up, heating her from the outside in. “I like watching you play with your pretty pussy.”
“I thought you were going to be the one to play with it, but whatever gets you going,” she responded teasingly. Sometimes, she just couldn’t help her mouth.
“Oh, I’m going to do more than play with it, sweetheart. Just not yet.” His eyes gleamed. “Right now, I want to watch you get off, then I’m going to cum all over you.”
Rae’s pussy clenched.
She’d literally never let a guy do that to her before, yet with Brian, she wanted to try it.
Somehow, he made it sound hot. Maybe it was that he was letting her know ahead of time, so she could say her safeword if she needed to rather than trying to just do it.
Maybe it was the idea of him marking her in some way.
Maybe she was just getting kinkier with time.
Maybe a combination of all of those things. Whatever it was, she wasn’t going to protest or pull out now.
Rubbing her clit harder, she moaned, arching her back with her legs held wide for him to see everything. She closed her eyes, thinking about what she must look like, what he must be seeing, as he jerked off to the sight of her masturbating.
Wondering what he was going to do to her tonight.
Remembering the last scene they’d done together when he’d put her in the sex swing at Marquis.
Rae cried out as her pleasure peaked, rubbing harder on her clit, shuddering as pleasure rippled through her.
A moment later, as she still spasmed in utter erotic bliss, something hot and warm splashed against her pussy, then her skin.
Brian was coming on her. Her fingers slipped through the warmth of his cum, rubbing it between her lips and over her clit, adding to the slippery sensations, and another wave of orgasm pulsed through her as she realized it.
More wet heat slid across her lower belly and inner thighs, dripping over her fingers.
It was utterly filthy in the best way possible.
She moaned as the crescendo of her orgasm finally peaked and began to descend, her fingers moving slower on her clit as the last shocks of pleasure tingled through her.
“Good girl,” Brian rasped. Rae jerked in surprise when his hand took her by the wrist, pulling her fingers away from her pussy and lifting them up to her mouth as he loomed over her. “Now open up.”
Her eyes widened, but she did as he ordered.
Utterly filthy didn’t begin to describe it as the mingled flavors of his cum and her cream hit her tongue.
It was salty-sweet depravity. As she curled her tongue around her fingers to lick them clean, she met his gaze.
Despite his cum dripping across her body, the hunger in his eyes hadn’t dissipated.
Rae sucked on her fingers, not so much because she was enjoying the taste but because she wanted his reaction. His grip tightened on her wrist—not hard enough to hurt—then he pulled her fingers away and covered his lips with hers in a hard kiss.
She moaned against his lips, wriggling, then he pulled away, cursing and looking down at his stomach.
Giggles erupted from her as she realized they were now both covered in cum.
“Oops.” She grinned up at him, propping herself up on her elbows so she could look down at the white smears across her skin. They were harder to see on him, obviously, but still visible.
“It’s probably for the best,” he said, glancing at the clock. “We need to get cleaned up for dinner… if we’re both late, it might cause some questions.”
“Oh, shoot, yeah.” Rae pushed herself up, jumping to her feet. The last thing she wanted was questions. This was just for one night, after all. “Um, I think I need a shower.”
“Right. Ah, go ahead. I’m just going to wipe myself down.” His lips quirked. “I’ll take your second payment later tonight.”
Heat flushed through her body at the promise.
Dammit. At some point, it would be nice if her libido didn’t jumpstart at a single sentence from him. Still, she didn’t want him to see how much he affected her.
“I’ll be ready to pay up.” She winked at him and turned, sauntering to the bathroom, very aware he was watching her go.
She didn’t need to look over her shoulder to know he was looking; she could feel his eyes on her.
Closing the door behind her, she leaned against it for a moment, taking a ragged breath.
The truth was, she wanted him in here with her, not out there. She needed to get her shit under control. Giving herself a shake, she went over to the sink and got the washcloth wet with some warm water before heading back to the door and opening it a crack.
“Here,” she called. Brian walked back into the bedroom—he’d gone out to the main room for something, she supposed.
“Ah, thank you, babygirl.” He smiled at her, and Rae did her best not to go all melty.
“No problem.” Heck, she wasn’t going to make him stand around waiting for her to shower so he could wipe himself down. That was just rude.
Closing the door again, putting some space between them, she gave herself a little shake.
She was just off because she hadn’t expected to be stuck in Brian’s villa with him, much less having sex with him on this trip.
On the other hand, she was having trouble feeling any sort of regret.
Damn. She needed to be taking notes. This would make a great book…
except it felt way too personal to write a book about something that was actually happening to her.
Especially when her personal story wasn’t going to have a happily-ever-after.
She did wish she could talk to Domi about it and get some outside perspective, but that would mean fessing up to the room issue, possibly stressing Domi out and also opening herself up to questions like What the fuck are you thinking?
Next week. She’d spill everything next week when they were home, and it wouldn’t matter anymore.