Page 109 of Right Number, Wrong Man
I turn off the vibrator and drop it on the bed. My hand is covered in her essence and I push two fingers under my mask and into my mouth. A groan reverberates through my chest as her taste hits my tongue.
Hailey stares in shock. I want to kiss her, let her taste herself right from my lips, and my heart aches that I can’t. Instead, I swipe along her slit, coating my fingers in more of her wetness before pressing them to her mouth.
“Taste how delicious you are and clean Daddy off,” I order.
Her tongue flicks over my fingers and a tingle swoops low in my gut as she opens wider. She sucks hard, the hollowing of her cheeks pushing me toward the point of no return again.
I need her.Now.
I pull out of her mouth with a wet pop. She looks at me like I’m larger than life as I get to work on the spreader bar, releasing her feet and tossing it on the floor.
“You really liked it? You’re not mad about the mess?” she asks quietly.
“Ilovedit. Screw the mess.”
Her brows rise. “But you probably want to clean up, right? I understand?—”
“Hell nah. I ain’t done with you.” I unzip my jeans. “Let’s see how much messier we can get together.”
My cock throbs as I free it from its prison. I hook a hand behind Hailey’s knee and drag her toward me before my flat palm hits her clit in a smack. She yelps as I flip her onto her stomach and pull up her hips, admiring her raw, red ass.
It’ll bruise nicely. Every time she sits down, she’ll remember my hands on her. For days, she’ll feel me with every move of her body, inside and out.
Jax, I correct myself and my chest pinches.She’ll remember Jax. Not me.
I shake my head. Our time together is limited and I can play the depressed fool when I’m home alone.
I press the pierced crown of my cock against her pussy, but even though she’s wetter than ever, she’s still tight. Her inner walls stretch wide to fit me as I slide into her and my spine ripples with pleasure.
“Ass up, face down is the right position for a free-use bitch like you,” I spit and her muscles pulse around me. “Now I wanna feel that perfect pussy choke my cock. You’re my breeding hole and you better take every drop of cum I got to give.”
“Breed me, Daddy! Put a baby in me, please!” Hailey pants.
She’s really getting into her role, huh? Counting sheep ain’t gonna help me now because I’m about to lose control.
One hand on her waist, I grab the vibrator with the other and switch it on. I reach around herstomach and press the toy against her clit while I pound her with quick, hard thrusts. My palm finds her ass in a rough slap, leaving a fresh red print on her bruises.
As Hailey unravels I spill into her, the echoes of her orgasm still rippling along my cock.
When I get my bearings, I turn off the wand and throw it on the bed. If I had my way, I’d stay inside Hailey like this forever, but her comfort is more important. This was an intense scene and it’s her first time being wrapped in plastic. Her first time squirting, too.
Tonight’s a night of many firsts for her and I want it to be a good experience.
I pull out, hastily cleaning myself with a tissue before I get dressed. When I turn Hailey on her back, she smiles, giving me a satisfied look from those heavy-lidded, whiskey eyes.
She winces as I take off the nipple clamps. The sight of her tortured nipples makes my cock stiffen again, but I don’t wanna put her through a second round.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Pretty hot. Temperature-wise, I mean.”
“You’re hot in every way there is.”
She giggles lazily. “Thanks.”
I grab the safety scissors and wriggle a hand under the plastic at her hip before cutting upward. It’s unlikely I’d nick her with the rounded tip, but I’d rather use my hand as a barrier.
I peel away the plastic and a violent shiver runs through her. Her flushed skin is damp with sweat, but I prepared for this part, too. Being a Dom ain’t just about punishment and pleasure. It’s aftercare, too.
