Page 20 of The Throwback

She swallows thickly, nodding. “Yes, please.”

“Alright, you’re in charge here,” I remind her. “Go ahead and take me when you’re ready.” I stop stroking myself as I wait for her to move. I want this to feel as realistic as possible for us both, so I’m going at whatever pace she sets. My eyes are glued to the toy as she exhales a slow breath and slides it forward, both ends disappearing into her beautiful body.

“There you go, Bay,” I encourage. “You’re doing great. You okay?”

“Oh, God,” she moans. “Jett, you feel so good.” The words are choked, and I don’t even have to ask if she wants more because she continues pressing inside until the entire shaft of the vibrator and each ball have been swallowed. The clit stimulator is pressed against her flesh, and her hips begin to circle against it as her sounds get louder.

Gripping my dick firmly and resuming my strokes, I talk her through it. “Listen to those horny fucking moans,” I say. “You like the way I’m stuffing your holes, don’t you? You’re going to come on my cock, and I’m going to feel that tight ass strangle my finger when you do.” She mumbles a string of unintelligible words as I pull furiously at my hard length, knowingneither one of us will last much longer. I can already see the way the outside of her pussy is starting to contract as she thrusts the toy in and out of it. The sights and sounds have me so close that I don’t know if I’ll make it another second before I blow. I need to get her there.

“I need you to come for me, Bay,” I grit out. “I need you to milk my cock with that pretty little cunt so I can paint your insides. You want that, don’t you?”

“I do,” she whimpers. “I want to be so full of your cum that it’s leaking for days.”

Fucking hell. I’ll get you pregnant so fast, Bailey Hart. Don’t tempt me.

“Take it then,” I choke out, holding back the orgasm that has every nerve ending in my body firing off with the need to release. “This load has your name all over it. All you have to do is squeeze it out.”

“Yes, Jett!” she screams so loudly, I’m positive the other girls on the floor can hear. I don’t have a single fuck to give though. I want the world to know it’s me that’s making her feel like this. “I-I’m coming for you!” That’s all it takes for me to explode, shooting thick ropes all over myself as she convulses in ecstasy, shoving the toy inside as far as it’ll go one last time. I can see her muscles clamped tightly against it as she shakes, riding out her orgasm until every last drop of pleasure has been wrung from her body. When it’s too much, she turns the vibrator off, slowly removes it and sets it on the mattress beside her as her chest heaves up and down with heavy breaths. I should get up and clean myself off, but I’m too mesmerized by the wayshe’s glowing to even blink. My only concern is aftercare as I wipe my hand on the sheet beside me.

“You did such a good job, Bailey,” I say softly. “Do me another favor and reach back into the nightstand. There’s a bottle of water and a bag of candy. Let’s get you hydrated and get some sugar in you.”

“Do I have to?” she groans, reaching down and pulling the phone from between her legs. She looks absolutely exhausted, and I doubt any of what we just did would cause her to experience sub drop, but it’s better to be safe. Plus, I’m still trying to show her that we can make all of this work even if there are floors or states between us.

“Yes, you have to,” I say with a chuckle, watching as she rolls her eyes and reaches over, retrieving the items from the drawer. First, she takes a long chug of the water, and my heart squeezes in my chest at how good she is with letting me care for her. When I first told her I was a Pleasure Dom, I wasn’t sure if she’d be open to giving it a try, but she’s handled it all so well.

I watch as she pulls open the bag of candy, popping a few pieces into her mouth and chewing as she gives me a look of faux annoyance. I bark a laugh. “Watch those eyes, pretty girl. Remember, I’m not afraid to punish disobedient behavior. How do you feel?” I ask, taking the conversation in a different direction.

“Tired,” she replies as she lies back on the pillow. “But really, really good.”

“That’s what I like to hear. If you get sore after the endorphins wear off, call me and we’ll get you into a warm bath. I don’t care if it’s three in the morning. Ifyou need more aftercare, it’s my job to give it. Understand?”

“Mhmm,” she hums, her lids drooping before slowly falling closed.

I take her in, committing every detail of her face to memory so I never forget how she looks in this moment, although I don’t think I really need to. This woman is already ingrained in my being, and it’s been a privilege to give her my heart twice in the same lifetime.

“Goodnight, my love,” I say quietly. But she’s already fast asleep, leaving me to stare a little longer, grateful for everything this week has given me and hopeful that I can turn it into forever.

TWELVE

BAILEY

“Holy shit, this is insane,”I say, looking onto the field from the WAG’s suite in disbelief. I’ve never been to a professional football game before, but I imagine that since this is the biggest one of the year, there’s a lot of extra stuff going on. The energy in the place is electric and the players haven’t even emerged from the tunnel yet.

“I’ve been with Dalton for a year now and I still haven’t gotten used to it,” Dia replies, setting her bag on the window ledge before sidling up next to me. “I love it.”

“Happy anniversary, by the way,” I say. “I didn’t know you guys got married after the last Super Bowl. That’s so romantic.”

She scoffs. “Trust me. Our wedding was anything but romantic. I couldn’t stand his ass. Not even an Olympic track star could’ve beaten me to the courthouse the next morning to get it annulled. But hesomehow managed to make me fall in love, and now I don’t even want to imagine my life without him in it.”

I give her a soft smile, thankful that I decided to take the job this week. Not only did it bring me to Jett, but I can already tell that this is just the beginning of my friendship with Dia and the girls. They’ve made me feel so welcome and comforted through all the emotions I’ve felt in the last seven days. Their support gave me the courage to open my heart to him, even when my head was telling me we were moving way too fast.

But fuck that. We moved at the perfect pace.Our pace.Fate opened the door, and we ran right through it, hand in hand.

What does that mean for the future? I honestly still don’t know. I’ve lived in this area my whole life, and my job is here. I’m certainly not ready to just pick up and leave while we try to figure things out. But I know I don’t want to say goodbye and never see Jett again after tonight. It’s all a giant question mark at the moment, but we’ll figure it out.

First, he has a game to win.

JETT

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