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I want to experience what sex feels like without a barrier. Everyone at the party will be clean, since they test as part of the application process, so I won’t have to worry about catching anything.

Tears drip down my cheeks as I think, and I swipe them away angrily. Crying isn’t going to help me right now. I’m caught in an impossible situation, but all I can do is keep moving forward.

Dr. Murphy offered me assistance when he tracked me down last week, and I still have his card. I just don’t know if he’s also trying to use me.

Until I can determine if he is or not, his number is going to remain unused.

Blowing out a breath, I decide to get on with my day. I have to grade exams and after my doctor’s visit, I need to pick up my prescription, then I need to go shopping for the party. There may be ten days left before the mayor’s wife goes on vacation, but it’s only eight before the key party.

As I get up and wash my face with cold water, it feels odd to be equal measures excited and terrified by what the future holds.

I refuse to think past the party right now because I don’t have time to spiral down a dark hole. Staring at myself as I dry my face, I decide to splurge on some good quality cover up as well.

Somehow I don’t think I’ll be sleeping well as the days continue to count down.

Eight days until what I hope will be one of the best nights of my life. Bring it on.

Chapter Seven

GAEL

Ilove watching my wife get dressed to go out. She has a whole ritual, and I’m mesmerized.

“I’m just waiting for you to pull out your cock and stroke it while you’re watching,” Aria sasses as she lifts her leg to moisturize her skin. The issue is that she’s still naked, so she flashes her gorgeous cunt at me.

My wife smirks as I groan, palming my cock as I sit in the armchair dedicated to watching her get dressed. I don’t even care how ridiculous that is: I’m either here creeping on her or sinking my cock inside her when I’m finally over just watching.

As a result, we’re typically late everywhere, but that can’t happen tonight. Tonight is the Key Party at Club Ecstasy, and Aria is begging to be spanked.

“You know I can’t,” I remind her with gritted teeth. “You’re asking to be punished, baby girl. Stop flashing your pretty shaved pussy at me and get dressed.”

“I still have to moisturize,” she says with a pout as she rubs lotion on the other leg.

Fuck me. When she turns to walk to the closet, I catch her fingers in mine, tugging her between my spread legs.

“You’re being a bad girl,” I admonish. Aria put on her makeup and fixed her hair into gorgeous curls, prancing around completely naked this entire time.

It’s been slowly driving me insane, something she damn well knows by the innocent smile dancing across her lips. “I want you to go into the closet and bring me lube and Alexander.”

Her eyes widen at my words. “Al- Alexander?” she gasps.

I name a lot of our toys, and Alexander is a butt plug on the larger side, named after a man we had a really hot night with in a sex club.

The way Aria’s pussy swelled around his cock as he whispered what a good little whore she was makes me grunt as my cock twitches. She worked hard to take all of him, so I named a plug after him.

“You’ve been asking for a punishment all day, gorgeous. No argument. I want to know you’re going to be walking around the club with him tightly in your ass. For good measure, your ass is going to glow as well,” I tell her with a cruel smirk.

Aria is completely in charge here, and she knows it. If she said ‘red’, we’d stop in our tracks, but instead she leans forward where I’m slouched in my chair and ghosts her perfectly painted lips over mine. “Game on, Daddy,” she says with a wink.

I force myself to take a breath as she walks away because I want to reach out and impale her on my cock. She makes my control completely unravel.

“Little girl,” I growl as she disappears into the closet. “We really can’t be late.”

“You’re the one who wants to shove things in my ass,” she says sweetly as she reappears. The plug is in her hand, looking larger than it is since her hands are so small. She’s also bringing her favorite lubricant, but I’m still going to have to work the plug inside of her slowly.

“You make me crazy,” I murmur, taking the items from her. There’s a small table next to me for exactly this reason. Aria likes to push me, and then I find fucked up ways to make her squeal for me.

Taking hold of her wrists, I pull her over my lap. Her hair covers her face as her head hangs over my legs, and I move her wrists to sit at the base of her spine. Sighing because I’ll need both my hands, I undo my belt and pull it out of the loops. Aria squeaks as I run the smooth leather over her legs and ass, goosebumps appearing everywhere I touch.

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