Page 12 of Ronan
Seeing her naked has changed something inside of me, and I need to figure out how to keep it cool before all of this goes up in flames.
Not that a fire could stop me now.
6
Staring at the box in front of me, I take another sip of water and tap my foot. I don’t know what I expected when Nightbreed said he was sending me a care package, but I could’ve been given a thousand guesses and still been wrong.
It’s... a lot. Almost enough that it scares me.
First up was a chain with three clamps on it that had me ridiculously confused until I untangled it. Apparently, part of it wraps around my neck like a necklace, fans out to each nipple with a clamp on the ends, and then travels all the way down to a third clamp that I’m assuming is meant for my clit. Interesting, yes. Scary, a little. But god, just looking at it makes me wet.
Next up is a new plug, some lube, two bottles of Smart Water, a bag of Reese’sPieces, and a $50 food delivery gift card tucked into the collar of a plain black t-shirt that smells so good and so familiar that I have to sit down for a moment. I know I’ve smelled the cologne before. It’s right at the edge of my memory, just out of reach, and I quit searching for it once I see what was hidden below the t-shirt.
It’s a life-size, tan-colored mold of Nightbreed’s cock, complete with enough of his pelvis to include the piercing.
Holy shit.
Care package, indeed.
Shortly after I’d opened it earlier, I got a text from the man himself giving me instructions.
Nightbreed:Keep up with your water today. Have your plug already inside your prepped ass for me. I want you in nothing but my shirt and those clamps, get your clit warmed up first but no coming without me. I’ll be calling at 9:30 and that first water bottle better be empty. The other one is for after.
So, now that I’m home from Ronan’s and one bottle of Smart Water deep, it’s time to prep. I have about fifteen minutes before he calls me and a lot of work to do, so I stripnaked, clean myself up a little, then spend a few minutes just teasing myself to make inserting the plug a little easier.
I’m breathless and so horny I can hardly see straight by the time he calls.
9:30, right on the dot.
“Hi,” I say more quietly than I meant to. God, I’m nervous. “Thank you for the... everything.” I pan the camera down so he can see that I followed his instructions, then climb onto my bed and try to calm my heart rate. “Is the mold actually life-size?”
He’s wearing red contacts this time and a matching bandanna that covers the lower half of his face, another look he’s never given his fans on TikTok. I hate that it makes me feel special.
“Yeah, it’s never been used, but I had it made a while back... I didn’t think I’d ever find a girl I’d want to give it to though. Before you show me how it fits in that perfect little mouth I want you to tell me about your day. I want more than your body, pretty girl.”
What?
Blinking, I have to completely reorient myself. This was sex. This was set up to be kinky, butt-pluggy phone sex, and now he wants me to tell him about my day?
“Um... I slept in a little for a change since it’s Saturday and I didn’t have to work. I cleaned my apartment, did some laundry, then went to my step-brother’s place for a bit. His best friend is dating my roommate so we hang out sometimes.” Finishing, I realize how lame that sounds. “Sorry my day wasn’t more interesting.”
“Don’t apologize, mine was similar. How often did you think about me once you got that package?”
“I don’t think I stopped,” I admit. “It was also kind of hard to when I made the mistake of telling Emma about you, and she told her boyfriend and therefore my step-brother. I might’ve gotten grilled just a little, but don’t worry. They don’t know much. They can’t, I don’t even know who you are.”
“Maybe one day you will.” I can’t tell if that’s hesitation or promise in his tone, and he moves on before I can dwell. “I thought about you all day too. Did you come last night after we got off?”
Smirking, I slip my hand under the shirt he gave me just to play with the chain on the clamps. “No. I was disappointed that we didn’t get to finish together. Did you?”
“No. I was the same, just didn’t want to push you further that first conversation, butI see you now, Atley. You’re ready for me, aren’t you?”
Fuck, I love the way he says my name. It makes my pussy clench, and reminds me there’s a giant fucking plug in my ass. Yeah, I’m ready for him.
Lifting up my shirt, I show him the clamps are in place then turn to show him the plug too. As I sit back down, I grab the empty bottle of Smart Water and shake it with a smirk. “How’d you know I love Reese’s Pieces?”
“Lucky guess. I was staring at the candies and thinking there’s no way you don’t like them unless you’re an alien. I mean, who the hell doesn’t like Reese’s Pieces?”
I feel like I’ve had a similar conversation before, I just can’t remember where.
