Chapter 12

While Dolly knewit might be considered topping from the bottom, she did not want to wait any longer to feel Quincy's cock fill her. She did not care which hole he used, she just needed to feel him inside her. She needed to give him back some of the pleasure he had given her over the past twenty-four hours.

The bulge pushing at the zipper showed that while he might be pulling out his Dominant, he was also interested in her idea.

"Not exactly," she said with a giggle. "I'm just making a strong, unspoken suggestion that we get dirtier before we get clean in the shower."

She held her breath as she waited for Quincy to decide whether he would go along with her idea or not. He stared at her for a long moment before he blinked and nodded.

"Since we were going to have some vanilla play anyway, I'll go along with your unspoken suggestion. Strip me, pet."

With that, he held his arms out from his body and waited.

"Really?"

"You have about ten seconds to get busy before I strip you, spank you, and keep you on edge without letting you come for the rest of the day."

"Yes, Sir," Dolly said. She shifted so she was sitting at the edge of the bed. She quickly had his jeans open and shoved down to his thighs. She left his boxers in place for the moment as she pushed his shirt to his armpits.

"Um, I'm going to need some help, Sir," she said, pushing off the bed and dropping to her knees on the floor in front of him.

He quickly stripped off his shirt then placed a hand on the top of her head for balance. He lifted one foot and then the other, allowing her to strip off his boots, socks, and jeans.

"Finish it, pet." The order was precise, but had a fuzzy edge to it, as if he were trying to pull back from being in total charge.

Dolly took a deep breath, smiling as his masculine scent filled her. She reached up and carefully pulled his boxers down, making sure not to catch his erection in the cloth as she did so. Her eyes went wide as it bobbed just a couple inches from her face.

Long and thick, with a bulbous head and veins she could not wait to trace with her tongue, Quincy's cock was a thing of beauty. She licked her lips and fought a need to take it into her mouth and suck on it.

"My eyes are up here, pet."

She squeaked as she ran her eyes up his muscular body to meet his gaze. With a smirk, she replied, "Not all of them."

When Quincy burst out laughing, she could not help herself. Leaning forward, she quickly kissed his third eye then stood and stepped forward until she could wrap her arms around his middle. Her happy sigh when he wrapped his arms around her upper body felt like it came all the way up from her toes.

Tilting her head back, she smiled up at him. "Please fuck me, Sir. I can't wait to feel your cock inside my body."

Instead of immediately moving them to the bed, Quincy pulled her along as he shuffled over to the armoire. The armoire that was well stocked with nearly anything a BDSM enthusiast might want to play with.

Instead of grabbing any of the toys, she watched as he grabbed a handful of condoms out of a basket on one of the shelves. Her eyes went wide when he also managed to pluck a tube of lube up as well.

She looked into his face as he smiled down at her. "I will never knowingly harm you, pet. And this way the supplies will be on hand just in case we get to your next lesson."

"What lesson would that be, Sir?" Dolly asked as her ass clenched tight in trepidation.

"Ass play, pet. But we need to go shopping for a few toys of our own before we start that lesson so it may be the lesson after next. For right now, we're going to step back from your BDSM lessons and just have some dirty, sexy fun."

Dolly relaxed and grinned back at him. "I like the sound of that."

He would have preferred not to release Dolly, but there were a few things to set up before he fucked her. Stepping back, he crossed to the side of the bed and dropped the lube and condoms on the nightstand. Pulling open the top drawer, he grinned when he saw more supplies inside.

Pulling the covers down the mattress, he frowned at Dolly. "You're still dressed, pet. Get naked and up on the bed, on your back with legs spread wide."

Moving to the refrigerator, he pulled out two small bottles of water and placed them on the nightstand with the other supplies. Checking on Dolly, he was pleased to see she had quickly stripped off and was now in position in the middle of the bed and watching his every move.

He took a moment to glove up before moving to the bottom of the bed and crawling up. He dropped to lay flat on his belly with his head just above the apex of her thighs.

Without further instructions to his lovely pet, he dropped his head and began licking at her lips, clit, and pussy. After what they had gone through in the dungeon, he had a feeling vanilla sex play would be just as explosive. They were made for each other. He just needed to figure out how to convince Dolly.

He laid one forearm over her hips to hold her down as he got serious about giving her pleasure. It filled his heart with light to hear her sounds as she tried to buck under his hold. He continued until she was begging for more.

Planting a kiss on the top of her mound, he slowly crawled up until he could lick, nip, and torture her tits. Then he moved further and kissed his way up her neck to drop kisses all over her face before zeroing in on her lips.

With one hand to hold his body up, he used the other one to guide the head of his cock into her waiting pussy.

Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure, pet? Because once I fuck you I'm not sure I'll be able to let you go, even when our time here is over."

She blinked and looked startled for a second. Blinking again, she smiled up at him, looking like an angel. "I'm sure. Please fuck me, Sir."

Taking a deep breath, he pushed his hips forward, not stopping until he was fully embedded in her body. Their sighs assured him she felt the same goodness that he did. Her pussy was so tight around his shaft that he forced himself to still and allow her to adjust to the fullness. Only when she bucked her hips under him did he begin to move again.

He pulled out slowly, trying to keep things nice and easy between them. That lasted until she reached around and pinched his ass with a sassy grin.

"Fuck me. Hard. I can take it, Sir."

While his body agreed with her, he breathed and fought to keep moving in and out at a slow, easy pace. That lasted until she pulled him down and kissed him. The tight reins he had on his control slipped, and from that point on, he moved faster and harder.

He shifted so his pelvis hit her clit and his cock stroked over her secret pleasure point with each stroke. He watched as she flew, screaming and clawing at him as she came.

At the same moment, his own orgasm sideswiped him and he roared out as his cock pulsed, filling the condom that separated them. His entire body seized and it took everything in him to not collapse and crush the woman beneath him.

Instead, he rolled them so they were still connected, but lying on their sides. Wrapping his arms around her, he cuddled her close as they both recovered. Once he could breathe again without gasping, he eased his cock from her body and rolled away to deal with the condom.

He laid back on the bed and pulled her closer to his side. "So, what's next? Nap or food?"