25. Breakfast

CHAPTER 25

brEAKFAST

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We tumble into the house, laughing and kissing, and laughing more. Fuck, I’ve never felt this good after an event. Usually I’m so beat I come home and crash, but this incredible woman has given me my life back. I don’t think I could ever repay her for the ways she makes me feel…alive. Whole. Hopeful for the future.

“Wait, Devin?”

“Nope. Not here. He’s on a road trip! Gone for two more days.” I toss her heels into the hallway. We’ll get them later. “It’s just us, Sunshine. You, and me, and that fucking dress.”

“And a bag of tricks upstairs that we’ve barely unpacked,” she says with a wink. “How about we grab a snack, make out in the pool, and?—”

Lulu and Pongo both barrel down the stairs towards us and I have to scoop Ren up to keep her from getting knocked down, but at least she’s laughing at the whole thing. She belongs here, in my arms and laughing like nothing in the world matters anymore.

“Okay, so those two idiots are here, too.”

“Aww, be nice to them!” she chides as she wraps her arms around my neck and nips at my bottom lip.

“Nice? Do you have any idea what these two eat? Nice!” I snicker and put her back on the ground, where Pongo immediately starts licking her hand. She drops, and he licks her face. “Hey! Mine! Ya dick. What’s gotten into you two?”

I poke my head into the living room and nothing there appears out of place, so I tell Ren to stay with the dogs and I go check out the upstairs. I’ve got a small den setup with a TV and a bunch of book shelves. There's a pillow on the floor, but Lulu loves to toss them off the couch. Nothing out of place there.. I turn to the bedroom and I throw my hands up.

“Are you fucking serious?”

“What’s the matter?”

“Well, I left the closet open. I owe you a new vibrator. Or three?”

She hurries up the stairs and sees the remains of her toys on the floor. All in pieces, all covered in drool and tooth marks. Lulu comes dancing up behind me with a bright pink piece of silicone stuck in her teeth.

“Oh my god, will they be okay?”

“The dogs? Yeah. Your toys, not a chance, sweetheart.” I kiss the side of her head before I get the piece out of Lulu’s teeth and we head into the room.

This would be one hell of a picture for the paps. I’m in a designer suit, she’s in her dress, and we’re on the floor picking up pieces of vibrators. Cover story material right there. When it’s finally picked up, I shoo the dogs out to their beds for a while. Closing my eyes, my head falls back and thuds against the door while I let out a sigh and enjoy a moment of silence. I enjoy it even more when her hands dance up my shirt and pull my tie off.

“I never even got to play with them. We can order more tonight, anything you want, baby.”

“Relax, I’ve got you now, and I just want to take care of you for a while,” she whispers. “Keep your eyes shut—why are you so fucking tall?”

I bend my knees so she can reach and better secure the makeshift blindfold. The darkness makes me sleepy, but my other senses are kicking into high gear to make up for the blindness. She smells like champagne, and every kiss tastes like it, too, only better.

“No touching,” she says. I whine, but she ignores me. “If you touch me or yourself without permission, you’re not going to come tonight.”

“Okay, okay. I promise.” She has me stand there while she’s rustling around the room, pulling different things out of her bag. I hope the dogs didn’t get their teeth into anything she planned to use on me tonight. Part of me still can’t believe I’m doing this. The other part wants to please her, to let go and give her all of me.

“Take off your pants, keep your boxers and shirt on. Once that’s done, take off the blindfold,” she commands, so I do as she asked, feeling around for somewhere to hang the pants. She guides my hands so I can find a chair. When I take off the blindfold, I can only stare. “On your knees, baby.”

When I hesitate, she clicks her tongue in disappointment, but it’s not my fault. Not really. She slides the slit in her dress over, revealing the bright pink dildo sticking out of her..

“Ren, I don’t?—”

“It’s a strap-on. Don’t worry. I’m not going to fuck you with it. Not yet, anyhow.”

“Yet?”

“Oh, I have a feeling you’re going to beg me for that soon enough. But you already know I’m not going to hurt you or do anything you don’t like.” She crosses the room and I watch her cock bob up and down. If I wasn’t so nervous, I’d be laughing. When she comes back to me, she reaches out and cups my dick. “We’re going to work on this bratty bullshit you keep trying to pull. What’s the safe word?”

“Octopus.”

“Good, now get on your knees, and don’t make me ask you again.”

I lower myself. Every muscle in my body tense as I watch her toss a bunch of different things onto the bed. I want to peek, but I can’t, having trouble prying my eyes away from that dildo. It’s not huge or anything. In fact, I’m not afraid of it. I’m a little freaked out at how turned on I am, watching her walk around with her own cock. I glance around to make sure the curtains are all closed.

“Okay, now, if at any point you can’t say the safe word?”

“Tap your thigh three times?”

“Good boy. Let’s see how well you can follow some very simple rules. Open your mouth and tip your head back.”

I do, and when she spits onto my tongue. An instant later, I’m a moaning mess with my cock throbbing for her.

“Swallow like a good little bitch.” I do, locking eyes with her. She gives me a nod of approval and it’s not enough for me.

“I can do better!”

“I didn’t say you did anything wrong.”

“No, but you didn’t…you didn’t call me a good boy. ”

The butterflies in my stomach kick into overdrive when she kisses me. She doesn’t even use her tongue! I want this woman unlocking all of my dirty little secrets. Praise, spit, choking, her dominating the living hell out of me and god only knows what else.

“Let’s earn you that praise. Now, spit on my cock and jerk me off.” She smirks.

I don’t hesitate, spitting into my hand and grabbing hold like I do this all the time. I mean, I do, but to myself. I’ve got my hand wrapped around the dildo, stroking it while I stare at her, waiting for more commands.

“That definitely earns you a good boy. Doing what I ask without questions. That’s trust, Puppy. I need to know you trust me before we can go too far.” Her nails on my scalp feel so incredible that my eyes roll back. “Did you play with the toys I left you in the bathroom?”

I hesitate and swallow hard, but she tucks her finger under my chin and forces me to look at her.

“N-no. I wanted to, but you didn’t tell me I could.”

“There’s my good boy.” Her nails drag across my stubble as my gaze flicks between her eyes and the pink toy bobbing in front of my face. “Have you ever had a cock in your mouth, Chase?”

“What?” I lick my lips, even though I try not to. “No. No, I haven’t.”

“Okay, we’ll go nice and slow. Open wide,” she says in that low graveled voice of authority. She slides the tip of the dildo over my lips before slipping it between them and rubbing it on my tongue. “I’ll give you pointers. Now relax your jaw and throat for me.”

I lock eyes with her, and she winks.

“Good. Now, if it gets to be too much, you tap my leg three times, right?”

I take as much as I can before I gag and she pulls it out again. I catch my breath while she strokes my hair.

“Color?”

“Green, my goddess.”

“Good, again.” I thought I’d hate this, but I don’t. I want more. More of her, more praise, more of everything. “You’re being a perfect slut for me, Puppy. If you suck my cock well enough, I’ll give you a nice little reward.”

I gag again, but not as hard this time, taking more of it than I could before. I’m weirdly comfortable doing this, even though I thought I’d hate it. Her hands slip through my hair, taking the power back a little at a time. She grips my hair tight, putting a little pressure on the back of my head to keep me in place.

“So pretty on his knees with that mouth around my cock. You like it, don’t you, Puppy? You like being a dirty boy for me, don’t you?”

I answer with a hum and a slight nod. I’m reminded of the dentist, when they ask a question while they’re hands in your damn mouth, only that never turned me on. Her hips rock back and forth as she coos my praise, building my confidence. I’ve never thought about sucking someone’s cock before. I don’t go that way, so it never comes up. This should humiliate me, emasculate me, not make me harder.

“Atta boy, suck that cock with your pretty mouth. Choke on it.”

I speed up, grabbing her ass and pushing her deeper as I soak the shaft in saliva. I’ll do fucking anything to hear the praise from her. Anything. That’s when I have the realization that I want her to fuck me with this thing. I want her to take everything from me, every sliver of control I have left.

“Look at you, taking that thick cock like a pro, Puppy. That’s it. Take every fucking inch of me into that smart mouth.”

She gathers my hair so it’s out of my eyes, giving me a better view of her standing over me and that wicked smile that I’ve fallen for. I’m so fucked. She’s not holding back anymore either, the tip hitting the back of my throat and making me gag. Spit runs down my chin, but I don’t tap out. No fucking way. I suck harder as she fucks my face, my nose bumping against her soft belly which each thrust. I whimper when she pulls out of me, and whine when she’s in me. I fucking can’t get enough.

“I’m gonna have you begging for my cock and my pussy.” She’s right, I already see my future on my knees begging for any part of her, even the silicone parts attached to her.

She holds my head back as I try to chase the fucking thing. There’s a string of saliva connecting me to the tip of her cock and I almost come while staring at it. Her finger collects tears from my cheek as she stares down at me.

“Good boy. Are you close?” I nod with enthusiasm. She unbuckles the harness, letting it drop to the floor as she brushes my sweaty hair back. “Puppy?”

“Yes, my perfect queen?”

“You have my permission to ruin this dress, okay?”

“I’ll buy you a new one!” I yell as I lift her over my shoulder and carry her into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and put her down, staring at her like a predator ready to play with his prey. I kiss her hard and deep as I back her into the shower. She’s still in her dress, I’m still in my shirt and boxers as the water pours down over us.

She’s palming my cock when I stop her. “Shit, I forgot the fucking condom.”

She grabs me by the shirt before I can turn around, pulling me back to her. “I want to feel you. All of you.” She rubs harder, teasing my head through my boxers before she nods toward the bench. By the time she climbs on top of me, I’m already out of my mind with desperation, grinding against her as I rock my head back and moan like a wild animal.

“Renate, I need to be inside you. Please?”

“Come in your fucking pants. Show me how desperate my little whore is to fuck me. Show me what I do to you, my pretty white boy.” Her hands wrap around my neck as she grinds her bare pussy against the bulge in my boxers. I’m fucking gone. Grinding against her clit while she restricts my air. My head buzzes and I come so fucking hard I yell out her name, listening to it echo off the walls.

“I…I wanted to…” I try to speak, gulping down air now that the world slowly comes back to focus.

“Shh, Chase. Don’t worry, we’re not done yet.” We stand up, and she turns around, facing the wall.

I bend her over, pulling the skirt up so I rub her sweet, round ass. She looks back and nods, but I shake my head. I’m on my knees again, spreading her cheeks and sinking my tongue into that slick pussy I can’t get enough of. My thumb presses into her puckered hole, filling the bathroom with her moans. She grips my tongue, but I don't let her come. Not yet.

“Chase! Please!”

Spinning her around, I rip the front of her dress open and let her tits spill out before I take a step back and admire her. Her fingers tuck into the band of my boxers and she pulls them down. Now it’s her turn to admire me, but not for long, because by the grace of nature and her sexy as fuck body, I’m ready to go again.

I lift her into the air, press her back to the tile, and impale her on my cock. Her nails claw my shoulders and arms and I hold myself steady with one hand and bounce her with the other.

“Yes, Puppy! Oh, fuck!”

I can’t hold back the primal noises I make as she wraps her legs and arms around me, and I hold her tight. Each thrust harder and faster than the next.

“Oh, shit, Renate! God dammit, you feel fucking incredible.”

“Come inside me, please?”

I carry her back to the bench, gripping her hips and lifting her, thrusting into her as hard as I can. She screams, riding me like her life depends on it. Everything inside of me tightens when her cunt holds me tight.

“Fuck! Fuck! Right there Puppy!”

We come apart together, letting the world spin out of control as the fuzzy sensation in our brains clears. I don’t know what I’ve done right in this life, what I’ve done to deserve her, but I never want to let her go. Never.