Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Delaney
Ihave to admit, I am easing right into this being in control thing. It feels natural. Like I was made for it.
It helps that Tank is so eager to please.
He practically ran down the hall to do as I commanded.
I am still a little nervous about it all, but now that we have done the questionnaire and know where we both stand, I feel much better about proceeding.
I do well with structure, having parameters, and he’s given me everything I need.
I wait five minutes, knowing he will be sitting there anticipating my arrival, before I finally make my way down the hall. I ignore him completely, stepping around him to go to my closet. I picked something out for tonight and I plan to wear it just for him.
Grabbing the item, I glance back and find Tank on his knees, eyes averted as I demanded. It is exhilarating to see such a strong man at my feet.
I leave him in the room, heading into the bathroom to change. When I step out, I look right at him.
“Look at me.”
He slowly raises his head, his eyes taking in my appearance.
On my body is a burgundy crotchless negligee.
The breasts have been cut out as if the fabric were only an adornment of my body, not meant to shield it from view.
The color is such a contrast to my creamy complexion that it makes me feel sexy.
I feel like I could take on the world in this, especially with the way his eyes trace every inch of me.
“Tell me what you think,” I command.
“You are divine, Laney. I ache to reach out and touch every inch of your soft, glowing skin. Looking at you.” He sucks in a breath. “You take my breath away.”
I beam at his compliment. I love having him solely focused on me.
Honestly, I am really falling for him.
With that in mind, I step forward. I want to make this good for him. To give him what no other woman has given him.
Once I step close enough to touch, I pet his head. “Such a good boy. You haven’t moved an inch. I bet your knees hurt. Do they?”
“No. I’d live on my knees for a chance to worship at your altar.”
His words make my heart skip a beat. I don’t know why, but he just keeps surprising me. I would have never imagined a man like him would say such sweet things. The crazy part is that I believe him.
“You say all the right words. I don’t want words, though. They are pretty promises that hold no weight. Not until there are actions behind them. So you’re going to prove it to me.” Walking over to my dresser, I pick up a new butt plug I bought specifically for him. “Crawl to me.”
He does as I ask, his face full of lust. Once he is close enough, I put out my foot, resting it on his shoulder to stop him.
“Stay just like that. Get this wet.” I push the longer, wider plug at his lips.
He sucks it into his mouth, meeting my eyes as he does. I lean to the side, loving that his cock is already dripping with precum. He is excited, which only makes me more excited.
“Good boy. Get it nice and wet. It’s going in your ass. You want it to go easy, don’t you?” I ask, desire lacing my words.
He nods but doesn’t stop sucking the toy. I can feel my own body heat at the sight. I let him go on for a few minutes, keeping my foot on his shoulder as I feed him the toy. He doesn’t stop nor complain once.
Pulling it away, I smile when he tries to chase it. “You like things in your mouth. Noted, Warren. Be a good toy and stay still.” I swipe the lube and go around to the back of him.
Even though he used his mouth on the toy, I would never want to cause him unnecessary pain. Not unless he asks for it. So I lube the toy up before lubing two of my fingers and pressing it against his ass. They slide in easily which makes me wonder…
“Have you been touching yourself without me?” I ask in an angry tone.
He lets out a small little squeak. “Yes, Laney. I couldn’t help it.”
I smack his ass hard with my free hand as I pull out my fingers. “Bad boy. I didn’t tell you that you could touch yourself. You have earned yourself a punishment. Don’t you dare move nor speak.”
He does as I ask, remaining still. I press the plug into his ass, probably a little faster than I would have if he hadn’t touched himself. He can handle it, though. The plug slides right in, fitting firmly inside of his ass.
I move from my spot and head over to the new toys I had bought in anticipation for tonight. I don’t have everything we talked about, but I have a few items up my sleeve.
I ignore him completely as I shop through my items. I can hear him breathing heavily as I run my hand along them all.
“Hmm. This will do.”
I pick up a large paddle with holes in it. It’s meant to cause pain, but according to the lady at the adult store, only the pleasurable kind. I pat it on my hand as I walk around him.
“How many do you deserve?” I ask.
“As many as you deem appropriate. I’m your toy, and I disobeyed you.”
I feel my lips turn up as I try to hold my composure.
“Count them.”
I smack him on the ass lightly at first. His body still jumps. He lets out a little moan.
“One.”
I do it again, harder this time, his moan growing deeper.
“Two.”
The third time, I hit amp up the power, testing his boundaries.
“Three.”
I do this three more times until he finally winces.
“Six,” he pants out, pain in his tone.
His ass is red all over since I alternated where I hit. He won’t be able to sit down without thinking of me, which makes me ridiculously happy. I always thought when I read that in books that it was a little extra, but here I am, doing it myself and loving every minute.
“Sit up.”
He does, his face contorting in both pain and pleasure as he evaluates the feeling both in and on his ass.
I move to the bed, sitting down on the edge. “All right, boy. You’re up. Do good or I’ll make that look like child’s play.”
I don’t even know where the words are coming from, but they flow as if they were always there, and he is eating every one of them up.
He crawls to me without me asking, and I love that he knew exactly what I wanted.
I don’t know much about this dominant-submissive thing, but I know I am sure going to love learning.
Tank
Tonight is becoming everything I never even dared to dream of. First, she cooked dinner. Then she was so prepared for what we were going to do after dinner. Now? She is surpassing everything I thought I could ever want in a woman.
The way she is dominating me? She’s a natural, and I am loving every second of it.
Her tone is confident. She isn’t questioning what she is commanding me to do. She is just doing it and expecting me to answer.
I really did try not to touch myself while we were apart, but I wanted to be stretched out for her. It earned me a punishment, but I can’t say if that will deter me from doing it again. I so want to be her good boy, but being a bad boy has its perks too. I almost came from the hits to my ass.
Kneeling at her feet, I wait for her to open her legs, which she does easily. Then I slide closer.
She wants me to pleasure her, so that’s what I do.
I alternate between licking and rubbing her clit while also fingering her to try to bring her pleasure.
I know she’s digging it. She has her thighs wrapped around my head so tight, I can’t hear anything.
Still, she isn’t getting there, and I have no idea why.
Pulling my fingers out, I lick her from slit to clit. Then I take a new approach. I’ve never eaten a woman’s ass, but tonight is the night for firsts, and she did say maybe in the questionnaire.
Slowly, I circle her asshole with my tongue.
She moans, so I use one hand to rub her clit while I press my tongue inside her ass.
She moans, pressing closer to me. She must like the feeling if she is going for it.
I let her ride my tongue, prepping her ass for what she might one day let me do to it.
Her sounds of pleasure fill the room, but still, she doesn’t get there.
Finally, after several minutes she pulls away from me.
“On the bed.”
I do as she asks, lying on my back. Each movement sends pleasure through my body as the plug moves inside my ass. I know I will earn another punishment if I come before she allows me, but I am not sure my body will allow me to hold back. My trigger is ready to be pulled.
When she moves around the bed, I’m shocked to see her pull restraints from the side.
“You know, I was almost worried I wouldn’t be able to restrain you without a headboard with holes, but then I found this. It goes under the mattress. It means if you attempt to pull, you are only pulling yourself.”
I shiver at the thought. God, I am so gone for this woman. She’s fucking perfect.
I sit still, allowing her to cuff both my hands and legs to the bed. She tests each one before she moves to kneel between my legs.
“Hmm. How’s that plug feeling?”
“Good,” I whisper. “So good.”
She smirks at me, leaning over to grab her phone. She messes with it for a moment, then the plug comes to life.
“Oh fuck,” I hiss out, my cock straining from the pleasure in my prostate.
“Don’t come,” she reminds me.
It’s hard as hell, but I try to hold it back. I can’t let her down.
I pant, naming every car part I can think of as I try to keep myself from going over that edge. I’m so focused on not coming that I don’t even realize that she’s placed a condom on me until she’s climbing on top.
“I’m going to fuck you, and you aren’t going to come,” she instructs me.
I wish I could respond, but it’s taking all I have to not blow my load as she slides down onto my cock.
This is torture. Pure fucking torture.
And I love every goddamn second of it.
At first, she rides me slow, her hand on my chest. I watch her, loving the way her eyes fall closed as she lets herself feel the pleasure. Then she slowly slides her hand up my chest to my neck.
Her eyes open as she starts to squeeze. My air becomes restricted as she presses harder, her body riding me faster.
It only takes minutes for me to become lightheaded. The pleasure mounts inside of me. She keeps her eyes on mine as she chases her own pleasure.
When her pussy clamps down on me hard, her moan growing higher, my own orgasm hits me. I have no chance of stopping it. My eyes close, or maybe I black out.
I’m not sure. All I know is for several seconds, all I can do is feel pleasure.
When I open my eyes again, Laney is collapsed on my chest, a smile on her face.
“I want to be mad you came when I told you not to, but I came for the first time with a man and I was fully present, so I’m giving you a pass for right now. Later, though? Your ass is going to pay for it.”
I let out a chuckle. “Gladly. That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had.”
She pulls off of me, cleaning me up before she unties me.
When she kisses each wrist, rubbing them, I feel all warm inside. The way she is caring for me, it’s endearing.
After we each visit the bathroom to clean ourselves up, she meets me back at the bed. I’m sitting on the edge, unsure if she will want me to stay.
I shouldn’t have worried. She opens her arms and wiggles her fingers.
“Come cuddle me,” she demands.
I do as she asks, being the big spoon to her little spoon. She’s tucked in close to my chest as I press a kiss to the side of her face. I never thought it could be like this, but I am content. The way her breathing evens out, I’d say she is too.
As we drift off for a little nap, all I can think is that it’s too late.
I am in love with this woman.