Page 63 of Rousing Renee

“Finish what you were saying.” Aiden kissed his nose, seemingly unbothered by whatever was happening.

“I’m sorry. Diva, I’m happy for you. We’ll talk later.” He said the words quickly, and it was my turn to giggle.

“We will.” I waved at the two of them, then ushered Ezra back to the room where my things were. “How can I help?” I asked as I looked around.

“Well.” He took my hand and cupped his crotch.

He was hard. Had he been aroused by the two of them? I mean, I had been, but was that his thing?

“Haven?” Confused, I didn’t know how to ask.

“Why haven’t I come?” he questioned me.

I nodded. Did he not get off while we… that’s when it dawned on me.

“You never penetrated me.” Suddenly, that feeling of failure seeped into my mind. How had I not satisfied him?

“No. I craved something mental tonight. Trust that I’m floating as high as you are. The physical is just a side effect. He wanted in on the action, but that wasn’t what I desired.”

“You wanted to hurt me,” I guessed, but had a feeling that I was right.

“Yes.”

“Did you enjoy it?” Fingers crossed.

“You don’t feel how hard I am?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“I thought it was from Sampson and Aiden.”

“No. I mean, whenever I’m around lust, it registers a little. I’m not into men, though, so it definitely wasn’t about them. To each their own, but this is all about you, babygirl.”

“How can I serve you, Haven?” I asked, dropping my robe and kneeling in front of him.

“That’s a good fucking start.” He unfastened his jeans and let them fall to his knees. “No hands, deep throating, and lots of tears. Don’t forget to make him nice and wet.”

I reached over for the pencil that lay on the leather bench and used it to hold a knot in my hair. I removed his pants and then I crawled in front of the big comfy chair in the corner and waited for him. When he sat down, I removed his boxer briefs and leaned forward.

“Any other requests?” I asked.

“Don’t drop a drip.”

“Yes, Haven.”

I set to work and as soon as I wet him enough to take him deep, I realized we had a problem. His thighs were already telling me he was close. Either I was going to have to work fast, or I needed help. Pulling back, I searched the room with my eyes and found what I was looking for.

“Can I have a minute?” I asked him.

“Hurry.”

I rushed to the drawers to sort through them. When I found the cockrings, I grabbed two of them. I needed the one that was going to grip him tight, preventing him from coming. Going back to him, I gingerly put the first one on and it was perfect.

“What the fuck?” He looked down and growled. “Renee, I don’t…”

Quickly setting the second ring aside, I pulled him into my mouth and he bit the side of his fist. “I want you to enjoy it some before you come.”

“Less talk, more of…” He pulled my mouth to his shaft and pushed inside. I didn’t hold on to him, but I did grab the arms of the chair as he used my mouth to masturbate him. I tightened my thighs, aroused by his take-charge ability.

Tears. Check.

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