Page 31 of Bound to the One-Night Stand

His cock presses against my hip, and I can’t help but remember his thick shaft bobbing above me as I opened my mouth to drink up his cum. Was that really just a handful of days ago? It seems longer somehow.

“I- I would love to eat,” I stammer, unsure of what to do.

As much as I want to give myself to him, I find that I’m still stuck somehow. Perhaps he'll have to force me after all.Unbidden, a shiver rakes down my spine, making me quiver at the thought.

“You’re not scared of me, are you?” he teases, pulling back a touch.

“No. Of course I’m not scared. Why would I be scared?” My voice squeaks, betraying the bravado I try to put into place.

“You tell me, my little newbie. Is it because you think I’ll ravage you the moment you spread your thighs for me? Because you know the moment you say yes, I’ll consume you until there is no you or me, only us.”

My throat constricts as my mouth dries. God, but that sounds heavenly. I slide my hand up his abs and over his heart. It beats strong and sure, implacable, like the Alpha hovering above me.

“You begged me to fuck you just the other day,” he growls, his hot breath washing over my skin.

It’s as if cold water douses me, extinguishing the molten need coursing through my veins. “And you said no.” As I say the words, the hurt blossoms again.

I had no clue his rejection had stung me that much, but apparently, it did. He pulls away another fraction, allowing a slight breeze to come between us. It’s a gulf that seems ever expanding.

“Yes, I did. And it was for a good reason. Now, there is nothing preventing us from exploring every inch of each other. Trust me, my little Jessica. I can wait as long as you need me to. You’re worth it.”

He drops his hand to his pocket as my world seems to implode around me. Have I ever been worth it to anyone else? Well, Alec seemed to think I was. When I first told himmy idea of waiting, he seemed bothered, but eventually, when I did other things for him, he seemed okay with it.

He waited for me, too. But why do I get the suspicion that it’s far harder for Devin than it ever was for Alec? Shaking my head, I watch as my husband pulls out a small device.

It looks like a rubber teardrop or something. At my puzzled expression, he takes my hand and places it on my palm. Still grinning, he pulls out what looks like a remote and presses a button.

Though nearly silent, it rolls about on my hand with strong, pulsing vibrations. I nearly drop it, but Devin chuckles and rescues it from a concrete death.

“Well? Want to see how long you can hold out?”

“F- for sex? Is this just a way to get me to beg you quicker?”

His eyes flash for a moment as he jerks back his hand. “I will never manipulate you that way. This is all supposed to be in fun. If you’d rather not, we don’t have to.”

Again, that frisson of guilt slams into me as I wrap my fingers around his wrist. “I’m sorry. I’d love to play with you. I don’t know what came over me. I-”

He silences me with a kiss as he presses me back up against the wall again. I’m breathless as his tongue invades my mouth, thrusting in and out, just like I want him to do further down. A moan rips from my throat as my senses leave me. I could let him fuck me right here, right now.

Unfortunately, he pulls away, leaving me panting as he smirks down at me. “Trust me, little omega. My cock will not slide inside of you until you beg me. And I will make you beg. Have no doubt about that.”

My body tingles as I pull the vibrator from his hand and look for a bathroom. I don’t dare speak because I know whatwill come out of my mouth will be spoken in the heat of the moment and not with my rational brain. One thing is for certain, though. Devin has made it quite clear he can hold out. Can I?

Shuffling into the stall, I check to make sure no one else is around. Heat burns my cheeks and ears as I prop my leg up on the seat and tease my entrance with the bulbous toy. I’m already shamefully wet and just from him kissing me.

I ease it inside me, aided by my slick, until the thick head rests against my G-Spot. It’s as if Devin can read my mind from all the way out there. The moment the vibrator is in place, he turns it on, sending the strong pulses through me. It’s not enough to make me come, but it’s certainly enough to put me on edge.

Knees clenched together, I hobble out of the bathroom to see Devin leaning against the wall, his body exuding sexual confidence. It’s enough to make my legs nearly buckle and I second guess why I’m holding out in the first place.

Groaning, I join him as he takes me from store to store, showering me with gifts and trinkets. I’d like to think he’s doing it out of the kindness of his heart, but every time I give him any sort of hint that I like something, he kicks the vibrator up a notch, then turns it down after he’s done paying.

My thighs burn and tremble with the effort it takes to keep walking straight. I want so desperately to beg him here and now, but I can’t give in. Not when he’s looking so cocky and self-assured.

Eventually, he sends the packages back to the hotel as he takes me up the cable car to the top of Fira. The views are so spectacular I almost forget about the buzzing of the vibrator and the humming arousal that doesn’t seem to ever stop.Wrapping my arm around his waist, I snuggle in as tears dot my eyes.

It really is a beautiful location. Before my emotions can get away with me, he pulls me in close and runs his lips over the top of my head, making my heart pound in time with the pulsing between my thighs. It’s all so perfect.

It should be perfect.

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