28. Delicious Payback

DELICIOUS PAYBACK

"That wasthe longest three-day weekend of my life," I complain, my hand on Penny's thigh as I drive us back to our building from the small airport.

She squeezes her thighs together and her hand rests on top of mine.

It feels like I can finally breathe. I can finally have Penny in the way that I want—in a way we both desperately need.

"I'm glad to be home," she says.

It's later than I'd wanted it to be when we got home, but all that matters is we're off that island, far enough away from our family, and we can finally just be us.

There's clear anticipation thick in the cab of the car as we drive home.

We haven't had sex since that one weekend, and it's different now. We might not be fully out in the way I want, but it's in the right direction. There's no more we should stop, or this is a bad idea.

Though I'm not opposed to reverting back to that to play at some point. Right now, I want Penny in a visceral way I can't even explain. I feel like a fucking caveman with the way I want to drag her by her hair to my apartment and have my way with her.

She traces the tendons and veins on my hands, and doesn't say much.

We both know the moment we step out of this car and go to one of our apartments this is real. This is us agreeing to give it a real shot, and neither of us wants to fuck it up.

There's also so much pent-up want and desire I'm trying to decide what exactly I want to do with her. Do I want to fuck her quick or slow? Do I want to toy with her like she's been doing to me for weeks on end, or do I want to give into this need immediately?

I squeeze her thigh before releasing her leg and putting both hands on the wheel to park the car and we head into the building. I grab my duffle and her suitcase and bring them into the building.

She seems shy, maybe nervous.

I like it more than I should. I didn't know how desperately I needed her to be all in. Maybe I'm more needy than I ever realized.

The elevator opens, and I automatically hit her floor, bypassing my own. Penny doesn't comment as the doors close and it travels up.

When the doors open on her level, I grab her by the waist and use my arm to keep the elevator from shutting.

"You're going to go and get ready for bed. You need a goodnight's sleep for work tomorrow," I whisper in her ear.

"What?" she says, confused, and I know she can feel the smile I press against her hair.

"Our building is so safe, isn't it? You can sleep soundly with the door unlocked, can't you, Pen?"

Her swallow is audible, as she looks over her shoulder to glance at me and searches my face.

"You're right, it is late, and we both have work tomorrow," she says, playing along.

I grip the back of her dress as she goes to step out onto her floor, tugging her against my chest.

"Wear my shirt," I reply. "And don't forget your bag."

I push the handle of her suitcase into her hand and release her dress. She steps out of the elevator, giving me a smirk before the elevator doors shut and I go back to my apartment.

It's nearly ten and I contemplate just how long I'm going to make my pretty Penny wait for her payback… not that she won't enjoy it immensely.

I makeher wait two hours. I spend the time scrolling on my phone and answering work emails so that if I'm a little late tomorrow, it won't be a big deal.

Unfortunately, I have to take the stairs up one floor so I wear shorts and a t-shirt. The last thing I need is to be scaring the shit out of one of our neighbors. I did ditch shoes, only wearing socks to help me be quiet. It's not like I've done a staged breaking and entering before.

I shake my head, thinking about the ridiculousness of it, but loving it all the same. The fact that Penny trusts me with her desires means everything to me. I'm the only one who can give her this, and she's about to fucking learn that tonight.

When I place my hand on her front door knob, I'm worried that maybe she got tired of waiting and locked me out. When the handle gives and the door silently opens, I smile with satisfaction. I lock it behind me as I stroll through her space. Only the oven light is on, but the rest of the apartment is silent.

I wonder if she fell asleep or if she's been sitting in her bed impatiently waiting for me to ‘break in' and have my way with her.

Her bedroom door is open, none of the side lamps are on, and the door is cracked just wide enough for me to enter without having to part the door any further.

Penny rests on her side, her blonde hair spilling against her lavender sheets. My shirt is large on her, pooling around her frame, and a white knitted blanket covers her from the waist down.

I look at her in awe, knowing that she's really truly mine now.

Her room is messier than usual. Her suitcase cracked open, with her clothes and shoes spilling out onto the floor.

I remove the small length of bondage rope from my pocket, happy that her headboard is made of brass and the intricate designs are the perfect place to tie her up.

She doesn't shift in her bed, and her chest is rising and falling at an even pace. She truly must not have slept well on that shitty twin mattress. It's not like I slept well either, not with her next to me or the lumpiness of that fucking futon.

The angel on my shoulder is telling me to just crawl into bed with her and let her sleep. But my aching cock has other plans.

I've been patient. She can deal with some exhaustion.

I make my way over to her side of the bed to see if she moves, and she doesn't. I loop the rope around the bars of her bed, making two quick knots. There's a creak of the headboard, but she doesn't stir. I could tie her up right now, with her passed out, but that would ruin the fun.

There are so many ways I could do this, and I think about what she would want. What she likes and would get her off the most.

It's not the fear that she likes, it's being used for my pleasure. So it's this delicious circle of us both getting and taking what we want.

This isn't something I've done with someone else before, or something I'd really considered, but with Penny, it's different. There's a significant amount of trust and understanding when it comes to this type of roleplay. Both of us put each other's safety and comfort above all.

If I ever felt like she was uncomfortable, I'd stop immediately.

But I kind of enjoy taking what I want. It's long overdue.

I fist her hair and cover her mouth in the same motion. Her eyes widening and her hands reaching up to claw at my wrists. There's a moment of pure panic before she stills. Instead of swatting at my wrists, she holds them tightly.

Her eyes are still wide, and her breathing labored through her nose as I hold her mouth shut.

"Did you leave your door unlocked for me, pretty girl? Did you know I was watching?" I ask her.

She tries to pull away from my hand, and I just grip her hair even tighter in my fist.

"You wanted me to break in and take you, didn't you?"

She shakes her head against my mouth, and I smile.

"Don't lie to me."

I climb onto the bed, my hand sliding out of her hair as I straddle her waist. I keep my hand against her mouth, keeping her head pressed against her pillow.

Her hands are pulling at my wrist, trying to tug my hand away. She's actually using a decent amount of strength, so I remove my hand.

As soon as I do, she's trying to push me off.

"Get off of me," she says, her chest rising and falling as she tries to shove me away from her.

"I thought you might fight me," I say, grabbing the ends of the rope that I've already tied to her headboard.

Her eyes go wide and she's nearly stunned for a moment, not fighting me as I grab her wrists.

"The more you fight, the more I like it," I tell her.

The boy scouts pay off as I make a handcuff knot and tighten it around her wrists. There's enough slack in the rope that she can rest her hands above her head with no tension.

"Please, just take whatever you want and go," she says, while trying to hide her eagerness.

"I am taking what I want. I might not leave, though."

I slide my hands up and down her torso, cupping her breasts from the outside of her shirt, my thumbs rubbing circles around her nipples.

"Do you have any panties on, or were you just waiting for me?" I ask her, scooting down to her calves.

She tries to shimmy, but the effort she's putting in is diminishing. She wants it too fucking bad.

I grip the hem of the shirt, tugging it up to her collarbone so I can see her beautiful body.

She tries to hold her thighs together, but gives in with little effort as I grab her by the knee, spreading her wide.

"You're fucking dripping for it. I knew you'd have a pretty, needy pussy."

An eager moan slips between her lips, and she tugs against the restraints.

"My boyfriend will be home any minute," she says.

I can't help but laugh, and slide two fingers along her clit, dragging down to her aching entrance.

"What will he think? Seeing how much wetter you get because I can give you what you want?"

"I don't want this," she says, bucking her hips against my hand, her body begging me for more while lies seep out of her mouth.

"Little liar," I whisper, pushing two fingers inside of her pussy.

Her walls grip my fingers as I curl them, hitting that soft spot that has her back arching off the bed.

"Are you going to come before I even take your pussy?" I say, holding her leg against the bed.

"No," she rasps out, her lips parting and her eyes closing in ecstasy as I rip her first orgasm out of her.

I use my thumb to strum her clit, my fingers never slowing as she clenches around me and she falls apart, moaning as her thigh shakes against my palm.

She pants and I slide my fingers out of her cunt, my hand covered in a sheen of her release.

"Would you look at that?" I say, spreading my fingers as her cum separates between two fingers.

I shift my shorts down with my other hand and grab my length with my wet fingers, stroking my cock.

Penny breathes frantically.

"Maybe you should taste what a mess I made of you," I tell her.

She shakes her head as I move up her body and grab her jaw. She holds her mouth shut.

"I did just make you come," I try to reason with her. She still doesn't part her lips. "Open those pretty lips or I'll do it for you."

Her eyes flash with desire as I press against her cheeks, parting her mouth and pushing the tip of my cock in.

She sucks on the tip, her blue eyes never leaving mine. The imagery of her lips wrapped around my cock and her hands tied above her head is almost too much as I slide in and out of her mouth.

"This mouth was made to be fucked," I groan, fisting the top metal of the headboard. She sucks harder and I tsk at her. "Look at you so greedy to swallow my cum. Too bad I have other plans for you."

She groans as I slide out of her mouth. I fist the neck of my shirt, throwing it off and I'm frantic to get my shorts off.

Penny parts her legs for me as I grab her thigh with one hand and my length in another, pushing inside of her.

We moan at the same time as I slide into her. I let go of her thigh and rest my forearms on each side of her face, grabbing her tied hands and lacing our fingers.

"Fuck," I hiss against the side of her face.

She moans, shifting her legs around my hips so I can get deeper.

"Kiss me," she whispers and I let go of one of her hands, grabbing her jaw and bringing her lips against mine.

We kiss passionately, her tongue dancing with mine as I devour her.

Her cunt is perfectly wrapped around my cock, and I know I'm not going to last much longer.

"Give me another one," I say against her parted lips as I use my knees for balance and fuck her harder. "Come on, Penny. Let me feel that pussy milking my cock."

She moans, her hands tugging against the restraints like she wants to tangle her hands in my hair. There's a huff of frustration when she can't move, and that must turn her on even more as she lifts her head to kiss me again.

My cock is deep inside of her and her lips are soft and sweet against mine as I swallow her sounds of pleasure and her cunt grips me like a vice. My hips stutter as I put more weight on her. My hands cradling the back of her head as I fuck her and fill her with my come.

I'm not even sure what noises she rips out of me, but I know I sound desperate as I finish inside of her.

Our bare chests are touching, both of us breathing heavily as I loosen the rope just enough for her to release her hands.

They immediately come around my neck, her nails dragging along my back.

"It took you long enough to break in," she says with a smile and I laugh, my dick jerking inside of her.

"I told you payback would be steep," I reply, pushing her hair off of her face.

She pushes her head up, kissing me again.

Being with Penny is as easy as breathing.

"I missed you," she whispers, her fingers sliding from my back, to my neck, to my face. "We're really doing this?"

"Yeah, baby, we really are."

I kiss her again before pulling out and collapsing on my side of the bed, the closest to the door. You know, in case there ever is a real ass intruder.

I tug her close to my chest, kissing the top of her head, and groan before getting up and going to the bathroom. I clean myself off before running a washcloth under warm water and wringing it out before coming back to the bed.

She's pliant in my arms as I drag the warm cloth over her messy pussy, cleaning her up.

"Was that okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, more than okay. I think we both needed it," she whispers in a sleepy voice.

I toss the rag on the floor and hold her close to my body, inhaling the scent of her hair and enjoying the warmth of her body against mine.

"My bed missed you too," she says softly.

I fall asleep feeling lighter than I have in weeks.