16. Dalton

SIXTEEN

I foldthe throw blanket that's bunched up on the couch and toss it into the basket in the corner of the living room. Turning around, I do a final once-over to make sure the apartment is clean. Tonight is my brother's first actual game with the Texas Thunder, and I've invited the guys and their girlfriends over to watch. I extended the invite to Dia through Blaze, but I doubt she'll come after our little verbal sparring match in their kitchen the other day.

I haven't been able to stop thinking about the look on her face when I told her I wanted to stuff her mouth full of my cock. She wanted to be angry, but it was written all over her face. She was turned on. And fuck. So was I. So much so, that I had to jerk off twice that night to thoughts of her taking me down her tight throat. I imagined how her eyes would water and how she'd gag as I pushed as far as I could go while she fought for air. I shot ropes of cum onto the shower wall while her name fell from my lips over and over.

Moving toward the kitchen, I pull out the snacks I bought for tonight. I know better than to invite three professional football players and their significant others over without having the proper food. I take out several bowls and fill them with various kinds of chips. I grab the dips from the refrigerator and pull off the tops, putting them all in the middle of the counter for easy access.

Just as I'm finishing up, the doorbell rings. I hurry to answer it, finding Maverick and his girlfriend, Bella Simon, on the other side. I don't think I'll ever get used to having a global superstar in our friend group, but Bella has to be one of the coolest girls I've ever met. You'd think that because she's one of the most famous people in the world, she'd be hard to talk to, but I swear I could have conversations with her for days. She's so down-to-earth, and it's easy to see why Maverick loves her. She is officially on break from touring, and I'm excited to spend some more time getting to know her.

"What's up, guys?" I greet them, giving Maverick a high-five and hugging Bella. I didn't get to see them much when we were in Vegas because they left the club shortly after we got there.

"Not much," Mav replies as I lead them toward the living room. "Excited to see Benton play tonight. Is he nervous?"

My brother has played hockey since he could walk. We knew almost immediately that he was better than the other kids. As he got older, he put all of his time and focus into it, and it paid off. After playing in the minors for a couple of seasons, he was called up to play for the NHL. I couldn't be prouder of him, although I give him shit for playing the less superior sport.

"I talked to him for a few minutes earlier. He didn't seem too nervous, but he puts on a good front. So, who knows? I'll be able to tell as soon as I see him." Benton has one of those faces that you can read without him saying a word.

I turn to Bella. "How's life as a normal civilian treating you?" After touring for about ten years straight, she's finally taking some time to herself. Her performance at the Super Bowl was the last one she had booked for the next year. She couldn't have met Maverick at a better time. It seemed like their relationship happened so quickly and so easily. I can't even imagine what that would be like. Here I am, married, begging my wife to let me do simple, everyday tasks for her, so she knows the sort of things she deserves in life. And she's fighting me every step of the way.

I get them all settled in just as the doorbell rings again. "That must be Mads and Blaze," I tell them. "I'll be right back. Make yourselves comfortable. There are snacks in the kitchen if you're hungry."

As soon as I twist the knob and pull on the door, I'm stopped in my tracks. I can't believe my eyes when I see Dia standing there, Blaze and Mads both beside her. I really didn't think she would come. I wanted her to, but I refused to get my hopes up about seeing her again. But now that she's here, I realize just how much I missed her.

And, of course, I can't even reach out for her the way I want to because I have to continue keeping this a secret.

"Hey, guys," I say. "Come on in."

Blaze steps in first, pulling Mads by their adjoined hands. Dia follows them, and I sneak a small whiff of her minty hair as she walks by. I want so badly to pull her into my arms, but I can't do that right now. Instead, I turn and close the door, taking a deep breath before following them into the living room. Now, all I can think about is how I'm going to get her alone so I can put my hands all over her. I don't think I'll survive another night here alone if I don't.

About ten minutes later, Tanner arrives. We all fall into an easy conversation, with the girls eventually breaking off into their own little group to talk about God knows what across the room. Tanner tells us about how he's getting ready to go back to his hometown for his best friend's parents' anniversary party, but I can't focus on anything other than my wife. She looks absolutely beautiful in a pair of black leggings and an oversized sweatshirt that hangs off one shoulder, showing the skin that I've tasted so many times. I'm not sure if she's doing it on purpose to get me going, but if she is, mission accomplished. Her long, black hair is pulled up into a messy bun and she's wearing minimal make up, but she's still a fucking knockout. I honestly can't believe I got this girl to marry me.

The game broadcast comes on the TV, and we all turn our attention to the Thunder players as they take the ice. I'm full of pride as I watch my little brother skate out as tens of thousands of fans cheer for him and his teammates. When the puck drops, and he comes on for his first shift, I can't take my eyes off of him. He makes everything look so easy, even though I can't skate for shit. He's talented. I'll give him that.

When Benton's shift ends, I see movement out of the corner of my eye. Like a magnet, I watch as Dia gets up and goes down the hall toward the bathroom. I'm at war in my own head about whether or not I should follow her. But I'm obviously a weak man, because my feet carry me across the room, not caring if my brain is on board or not.

"Where you going, man?" Tanner asks as I walk toward the hall.

"Just have to grab something from my room," I say without even slowing down for a second. My dick is obviously running the show here. Who am I to argue?

I make a quick pit stop to my room to grab the thing I've had waiting here for her for the last few days. Thankfully, the bathroom is further down and out of their view, so I quietly pad toward the end of the hall. I wait outside the door for her to finish, and as soon as I hear the lock disengage, I push my way in. I barely even get the door closed and locked again before I'm on her. I roughly press my lips to hers in a searing kiss that steals both of our breath. I turn us, backing her into the wall, and press my body to hers as I move my lips down her neck.

"I fucking missed you so much," I say into her soft skin, making goosebumps rise all over her body. I work my way down, lifting her shirt to find that she's not wearing a bra. Her tits are big and perky, with perfect pink nipples that seem to harden every time I look at them. All I want to do is thrust my cock between them before coming on her face. But, there's no time for that. There is, however, time to punish her for being such a bad girl the other day.

"Turn around and bend over, baby," I tell her, using a low, soothing voice so she doesn't suspect my questionable intentions. It works like a charm as she follows my order, leaning forward and pressing her cheek to the cold wall while she pants with anticipation.

Poor girl has no idea what's coming.

I pull her leggings and panties down before reaching into my pocket and pulling out the small toy. I drop to my knees behind her and flatten my wet tongue on her slit. She muffles her moan with her arm as she wiggles against my face, thinking I'm going to eat her out until she comes. She couldn't be more wrong. I push a finger inside her, finding her soaking wet before replacing it with the remote control vibrator.

"W-what are you doing?" she says on a heavy breath as I stand up, pulling her panties and leggings back up and patting her ass.

"Did you really think I'd let you get away with that cute little attitude you gave me the other day?" I ask. "You want to be a bad girl, you'd better be ready for the consequences. I want you to keep that inside your tight cunt all night or I promise you won't be able to sit for a week. Do you understand?"

She exhales a shaky breath before nodding her head. "Yes."

"There's my good little wife," I say, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. "You go out first. I'll follow shortly after so they don't suspect that I just had my tongue all over your sweet pussy."

She takes a tentative step, testing the feel of the toy inside her before opening the door and slipping back down the hall. I wait for about three minutes before I join everyone back in the living room. Dia is sitting alone in the oversized chair, so I plop down on the side of the sectional that gives me the best view of her face. I don't want to miss a single second of any of this.

"What did I miss?" I ask, focusing on the television.

Mav looks up from his spot next to me where Bella sits on his lap. Dude's hand is definitely up her shirt, but I pretend not to notice because I'm about to do a lot worse. "Texas just scored on a power play. Benton looks good. He's playing strong."

"Nice," I say, pulling my phone from my pocket. At this angle it looks like I'm casually scrolling. Which is why Dia doesn't expect it when I press the circular button in the app, making the toy inside her buzz to life. She lurches forward as her eyes go wide.

Mads turns to her, noticing the abrupt movement. "You okay?" she asks.

"Mmhmm," Dia squeaks out before doing her best to return to her previous position. I press the button to turn the vibrator off, watching with a sly smirk as she relaxes back into the chair. I look back to the TV, cheering out loud as Benton checks one of the opposing players into the boards just before the clock runs out in the first period.

Blaze lifts his girlfriend's legs from his lap before standing up. "I'm going to grab something to eat. Want anything, Baby Doll?" he asks her.

"Yeah, but I don't know what," she replies. "I'll come with you."

He pulls her up and they head toward the kitchen. I look over at Mav, who now has both hands up Bella's shirt as he whispers something in her ear, making her giggle. Tanner is sitting on the floor with his back against the ottoman, watching game tape on his phone because, well, that's what he does.

None of them are paying attention when I hit the button in the app again and watch as Dia crosses one leg over the other, her eyes squeezing shut. Just as she sinks her teeth into her lower lip, I cut the toy off. She looks at me with a scowl as I shoot her a cocky wink.

You brought this on yourself, baby.

She uses the moment of relief to stand from the chair, quickly making her way back down the hall toward the bathroom. I chuckle to myself as I tap the button again, this time increasing the intensity of the vibration. If anybody notices the soft moan and the thud against the wall from her body leaning into it, they don't say anything. I didn't really get a chance to play with the app much, so I choose now to test how it works, moving my finger up and down the screen to change the pattern of the pulses inside her. There's another, much louder thud against the wall before a door slams shut in the distance. Tanner lowers his phone, looking up at me with a raised brow as I stand and walk down the hall behind Dia. I'm expecting to find her in the bathroom, but I can see as soon as I round the corner that the door is open and the light is off. My bedroom door, however, is closed. I know I didn't do that, so I think I've located my wife. Just to be sure, I push the intensity of the toy up another level, hearing a small squeak from inside the room.

I look around to make sure I'm still going unnoticed by our friends before twisting the knob and quietly entering the room, closing the door with a faint snick. The lamp on my bedside table illuminates the room as I find Dia on her knees and elbows, on the floor with her hands fisted tightly above her head.

Fuuuuuuck me. What a beautiful sight.

I stand there, knowing the bullet is vibrating against her tight walls, watching as she begins moving her hips on instinct. I can't stop myself from closing the space between us. I need to see her face. I slowly round her trembling body, dropping down to one knee in front of her and lifting her chin with two fingers. "What's wrong, baby?" I coo. "That naughty little pussy having trouble paying the price for that smart mouth of yours?" She looks up at me, her eyes pleading. For more? For me to make it stop? I'm not sure. And I don't fucking care.

"P-please," she begs, hanging her head again as I stand.

"Please, what?" I ask.

"Please make me come," she whines. "Dalton, please."

My name on her lips has me hard as stone. I'd give anything to fuck her right now. But I can't give in unless she does. She knows what I want from her.

I lower the vibrations to almost nothing, making her softly cry out in frustration. Thank God for surround sound, otherwise everybody out there would be able to hear this. As it is, I'm sure Tanner is suspicious, at the very least. I back up, sitting on the bed before beckoning her over to me. "Come here." She obeys, standing on shaky legs and walking my way. I don't even have to tell her what I want next as she lays over my lap with her ass in the air. I waste no time pulling her leggings and panties down to her knees, revealing her smooth, tan skin.

"You're being so good for me right now, taking whatever punishment I see fit," I tell her. "Should I turn your beautiful ass red? Or should I edge you with this vibrator until you pass out? I can't decide."

Dia doesn't speak, but her body shakes as she squirms in my lap. I'm feeling like a fucking king with the tables turned this way. I bet you if I offered to fuck her right now in return for her agreement to move back in and let me take care of her, she'd do it in a heartbeat. She's that desperate right now. But I refuse to manipulate her into it. So, instead, I break my other rule because I don't think I can leave this room if I don't.

I grab her hair, lifting the top of her body off of me just enough to pull my sweats and boxers down to my thighs. My dick juts up toward her as I tighten my grip, angling her head so she's looking at it. She moans at the sight and I swear the sound makes me almost blow right onto her face.

"I'll tell you what, bad girl. Suck my cock and maybe I'll let you come. But you'd better swallow every fucking drop of me, or you'll leave this room aching worse than you are now."

"Okay," she surrenders before leaning forward and licking the precum off my tip. She teases for just a second before lowering her mouth down as far as it will go. She works her tongue, swirling it around my shaft, while she creates enough saliva to lubricate my entire cock. When she slides all the way down, making me hit the back of her throat, actual stars explode behind my eyes as they roll back into my head. I have to grit my teeth just to keep myself quiet.

Fuck. She's good at this.

She picks up the pace, bobbing her head up and down while massaging me with her hot, wet tongue. I've never felt anything like this in my whole life. When she opens her throat, taking me down even further with a deep moan that vibrates against me, I almost lose it. Instead, I reach down, pulling the vibrator from her body and replacing it with my middle finger. She's so goddamn wet that it drips down my hand after only a couple of thrusts.

"Does this turn you on, baby?" I whisper as she continues sucking the life out of me. "Does choking on my dick turn you into a desperate, needy little whore?"

"Mmhmm," she moans with her mouth full as I bury another finger into her tight cunt.

"Show me," I say. "Come while you swallow me." I pick up my pace, using my free hand to grab the still-vibrating toy from where it lays beside me on the bed, pressing it to her clit as I finger her. Her moans get increasingly louder as she gets closer to her release.

"Shhhh, baby you have to be quiet unless you want everyone to hear how good we are together," I tell her. I couldn't give less of a fuck. I hope they do hear us. But I know she's still not on board with that.

She stops moaning, but continues to give me the best blow job of my life as her pussy begins to tighten around my fingers. "That's it, Dia. Give me what I fucking earned. Strangle my fingers with your pussy and my cock with your throat."

That's all it takes for her to go off like a rocket, her cunt sucking my fingers in as it spasms with her orgasm. I follow right after, jerking my hips up one last time as I paint her tongue with my cum. She doesn't spill a drop, even as she's recovering from her release. She somehow swallows it all with me still in her mouth before sliding off of me and giving my tip one last, gentle lick.

"Jesus, fuck," I say on an exhale. "I'd ask you to marry me, but you already did." She wipes her lower lip, hitting me with that gorgeous smile. I don't even give a fuck that she just took my load as I grab her by the back of the neck and haul her to me for a deep kiss. "You okay?" I ask, pressing my forehead to hers. "Was it too much?" Obviously, I wanted to punish her, but I didn't want to take it too far.

"I'm good," she whispers. "Really good."

"Okay," I say, giving her one last peck on the lips and helping her with her pants before pulling up mine. We both stand and I take a moment to pull her into me for a hug, inhaling her shampoo because I have no idea when I'll be able to do it again. I bought the same stuff for my own shower months ago, but it doesn't smell the same on me as it does on her.

"What are we going to tell them?" she says with her face buried into my chest. "We were gone for a long time."

I grab my phone from the bed, checking the clock to find that we haven't been gone as long as I initially thought. "It's fine," I say. "The second period probably just started. I bet they didn't even notice. Most of them were either in the kitchen or making out on the couch when we left."

"Okay," she says, opening the door. I'm guessing she expects me to wait like I did when we left the bathroom, but I follow her immediately. Everyone is back in the living room, watching the game that's already well into the next period. Whoops.

"There you guys are," Mads says. "Where were you? I thought maybe you disappeared and were off killing each other somewhere."

My wife goes to speak, but I cut her off. "We were just talking. Dia was apologizing for having such a bad attitude toward me the other day."

Mads raises a suspicious eyebrow, but thanks to the god of sneaky bedroom blowjobs, she lets it go. "Hmm, okay." She shrugs, cuddling back into Blaze as Dia and I take our previous spots across the room from one another.

I look over, expecting to see her fuming, but I'm surprised when she just shakes her head and gives me a cute little eye roll.

Maybe she's warming up to the idea of us after all.