by J. M. Witt
Smiling, his finger traced over my lips as I replied, “He says it’s natural.” Then I felt the cool silk wrap around my neck. I lifted my hair up as he secured it around my neck.
“I can see that.” Cupping my face between his hands, “Your safe word is unicorn, yes?” I nodded. “If things are going too fast or you need to stop, use your safe word. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Smiling, he said, “I’ll be back. I expect you kneeling on the bed, waiting.”
“Yes, Sir.” I felt his presence leave the room.
Using my hands to feel the bed, I climbed up and got on my knees. I wasn’t sure if he wanted me facing the head of the bed or not. Deciding to face the side of the bed, I assumed the position. On my knees I sat and relaxed, palms up and resting on my thighs.
I was growing warm and was well aware of the puddle forming in my panties. Several minutes passed as I wondered what we’d do together. What he’d do to me and likewise. Then I heard him. My ears perked up as I straightened my back a little more.
Then I felt the cool tip of a leather tool—flogger or crop, I wasn’t sure yet—drift over my shoulder. “Are you ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”
SMACK!
It was a crop. Another new tool to experience.
When I woke, I was sprawled on his chest. My body and throat—and everywhere in between—both ached pleasantly. Glancing up, he was asleep. Rolling to the side of the bed, I sat up and let my feet dangle off the side. My music was no longer playing and when I checked my phone, I saw that the battery was entirely dead.
Feeling him stir, I looked over my shoulder at him. He had a smile on his face and I knew if I curled back into him, he’d welcome me. “You don’t have to go.”
Smiling, I acknowledged him. “I know. Do you have a charger?”
Nodding, he took my phone and plugged it in on his nightstand. “Do you want to talk? Are you ok?”
“I’m good. Really good.”
Standing, I found my dress lying over a chair and threw it back on, skipping my bra and panties. Climbing back up on the bed, I crossed my legs as I sat facing him.
“Are you dying to email him?”
I giggled, “Maybe a little.”
“Make sure you tell him I said he has a very obedient girl, who knows how to swallow cock like no other.” I just nodded, blushing profusely, as he clasped my knee and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
“Have you talked to Heather, yet?”
“Not yet.” Grinning wickedly, he said, “I was a little preoccupied and then pinned to the bed by a sleeping sub who was thoroughly exhausted.” He winked.
“Sorry. You wore me out...in a good way.”
Laughing, he leaned up and kissed me. “I’m going to shower. You’re welcome to join me.”
“I probably shouldn’t, but that doesn’t mean I won’t watch.”
I watched as his ripped body climbed from the bed and headed to the shower. I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander over his chiseled body, but tried to be discreet about it. As he disappeared into the bathroom, I picked up my phone and turned it on, hoping it’d charged enough to power up. Unable to resist any longer, I typed up an email to Gregor.
TO: [email protected]
7:47 AM
Subject: Greetings...
I really hope you were serious about me misbehaving. :)
Jared told me to tell you that you’ve got a very obedient girl that you’ve trained well...and who knows how to swallow cock very well.
Hope all is well.
Placing the phone in my lap, I listened to the water turn on. I was about to ask Jared something when Gregor’s email came through. With a big smile, the nerves ate me as I opened his response.
TO: [email protected]
7:49 AM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
I’m glad to hear you have been obediently naughty and thoroughly enjoying it! I just hope your Sir doesn’t get pissed...
Speaking of cock...how was his?
I couldn’t control the burst of laughter that came from me. I loved how we teased each other. Of course it just made me ache for him that much more.
TO: [email protected]
7:50 AM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
Lmao. I’ll be getting proof for you...my job here done! Lol
I’m craving you badly...
Not yours...
Jared’s voice filtered through the bathroom and into the bedroom. “What’s so funny?” I started to reply when he yelled, “Get in here girl and talk to me.”
Smiling, I walked to the bathroom doorway to find him lathering his body in soap, shower curtain open. Sweet Jesus I wanted nothing more than to climb in there with him.
“He emailed. And?”
Smiling at him, I nodded. “Yes. He asked how your cock was.”
Jared laughed, “And, how was it?”
Knowing I could be absolutely candid, I confessed, “Great, but not his.”
A big grin stretched across his face. “You’ve got it bad. I really enjoyed myself, too.”
Another email came through. I could feel Jared watching intently as my eyes scanned Gregor’s message.
TO: [email protected]
7:53 AM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
LOL...you running for office...?
I snorted and told Jared what he said. He laughed as I responded, telling him every word I was typing.
TO: [email protected]
7:54 AM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
Only for yours. No one will compare to you.
Jared and I waited.
TO: [email protected]
7:56 AM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
You sound like you’re 14 telling your mother about your first crush... :)
I’m good at many things and maybe even brilliant at some – but I’m rather sure there are many, brilliantly sufficient cocks out there that would make mine pale in comparison. Nevertheless – I will take the compliment accordingly and let you have said cock on your sexually triumphant return to the Great White North.
TO: [email protected]
7:57 AM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
Can’t wait...
I sent my reply knowing I likely wouldn’t see him for a few weeks. But I held on to the thoughts of knowing what was to come. Tami and I were flying home later in the day and while I was eager to see my kids, I was going to miss this connection with Jared. Having him to talk to the past few days had been the best kind of therapy. The sex was pretty great, too.
The water turned off as I watched him dry off. “So, can we exchange phone numbers?”
Smiling, he agreed. “I would love that. We need to stay in touch.”
I programmed his number into my phone and sent him a text. He got dressed and then walked me to my room. I needed to pack and shower myself. He sat on the bed as we talked some more while I packed my suitcase. When I was about to jump in the shower, someone began banging on the front door downstairs.
Grinning, he said, “I think Tami’s back. Take your shower. I’ll be downstairs.”
Nodding, I did just that.
A few hours later we were headed to the airport. Jared drove us and we talked, trying to get info out of Tami, but she remained silent most of the time which was so unlike her. Pulling our bags from the trunk of his car, he hugged Tami. They exchanged some words, but I didn’t hear them. Then he turned to me and gave me a big hug.
“Stay in touch. I mean it.”
“You, too. Thank you again for everything.”
“Anytime.” Smiling at us, we grabbed our bags and headed into the terminal.
Once we checked our bags and made it through security, I hammered out a quick email to Gregor. He replied almost immediately.
TO: [email protected]
4:54 PM
Subject: Re: Greetings...
Have a good flight...
I tried poking and prodding Tami for info about what happened with Sam and she just wouldn’t confide in me. I tried to not be hurt, knowing I rarely hid anything from her. But, she wasn’t me and if she wanted to tell me I knew she would in her own time.
My phone alerted me of a text.
JARED: You were AMAZING this week! Thank you for feeling comfortable enough to talk with me. It’s opened the door to a great friendship! I’ll definitely keep in touch, please do the same... And I wouldn’t mind kinky updates from time to time, maybe they’ll inspire some new activities on my end! :)
Smiling, I started my response and included a picture I’d taken when I was alone from earlier that morning. My shoulders had bruises on them, just like the bruises Gregor had left on me in Casper. Gregor already had a copy of it and I figured Jared deserved to see his handiwork.
MEREDITH: Attached is a pic of your handiwork. :)
JARED: Omg! I wish I was responsible for those... I would’ve changed the location though! I knew you had to go home to Todd so I didn’t spend as much time spanking/marking you as I wanted!
Giggling, I replied. Tami was nose deep into her e-reader as we sat at our gate.
MEREDITH: Those ARE from you! Lol. There are a few on my shoulder blades, too. You and Gregor both leave marks there from doing doggie.
JARED: That’s hot as fuck!
MEREDITH: Yup. Drip, drip. I should’ve kissed you goodbye. Looking for my halo... lol
JARED: I would love another chance with you! This time I’ll bring my girl and we can both play with you for hours!
The tingles were present everywhere. The thought of Jared and Heather, Jared and Gregor, hell, all four of us... My mind went crazy at the thoughts running amuck in my head.
MEREDITH: Sigh. Yeah, don’t get me started on the thought of having you and Gregor both at the same time...
JARED: That would be so fun taking both your holes at the same time... I can hear your moans/screams now!
If I wasn’t already sitting down, I would’ve fallen over.
MEREDITH: Jesus...I mean ‘Yes, please!’
JARED: Good girl! Your approval makes me happy!
MEREDITH: Happy to oblige. I’m freaking wet and raw...you suck.
JARED: You got me rock hard right now, girl... Well played, well played!
MEREDITH: Lol. Again, drip, drip, puddle. My breasts ache. You fucking Sirs and your power over us. So, can I ask your favorite moment?
JARED: I’d have to say... Hearing you request permission to come! I didn’t even have to say anything... You’re an obedient sub! HUGE TURN ON!
Grinning like a fool, I replied.
MEREDITH: Yes. I do take pride in it and it’s something Gregor praises me for. For me, the elevator kisses because that’s when I knew 100% ‘Game On.’ Well, and you saying ‘I need to touch you.’ Instant wet panties.
JARED: Confession: During the first massage I desperately wanted you to lay back on me, wrap my legs around your waist so I could kiss/lick the nape of your neck! I wanted you so bad!
MEREDITH: Omg. Did you suspect? Confession: I admit, the minute I saw you I was VERY intrigued and thought ‘He’s Mine’ not thinking anything would come from it.
JARED: I didn’t sense sub, but when I want something... I won’t stop until I GET IT! Your confession is hot as fuck! #claimed
MEREDITH: Now I know what that look was that you gave Sam! I have magic pussy. Lol
JARED: Yes. That look told him you were off limits. I want to taste your tight pussy again! I’m getting VERY hungry!
I still couldn’t wrap my brain around Jared being hot for me, but clearly it had been mutual.
MEREDITH: I’m starving! Could go for some protein!
JARED: Yes! That mouth of yours! I really enjoyed hanging your head off the bed and fucking your face. You took me so deep! Goddamn, I’m so fucking horny right now!
MEREDITH: Sigh. Boarding soon. I’m sad. Thank you again. Talk soon.
JARED: Safe travels babe! I had a blast kissing, tasting, fucking, spanking you! I hope we get to do that many more times in the future!
I knew there was a chance I’d see him again with him being Tami’s cousin, but who really knew? He lived so far away. Thank God for technology! At least I knew I had someone I could talk to besides Tami and Gregor. And now Jared had someone to talk to as well.
The flight was uneventful and when we landed we both groaned. It wasn’t even Thanksgiving yet, but the snow was covering the ground. As the other passengers got off the plane, we waited. I emailed Gregor and his reply came through when were at the baggage claim.
TO: [email protected]
4:54 PM
Subject: Re: I’m back...
Welcome back to the snow and frigid temps! :)
No shit! Some warning would’ve been nice!
The next couple weeks passed dreadfully slow. I have no problem admitting that I was counting down the days till my night away with Gregor. His schedule with work kept him insanely busy and the big school fundraiser that was coming up did the same to me. Even the emails had become limited.
He’d gone silent, into work mode. It was as if he’d vanished, never existed. I couldn’t feel him, hear him, or touch him. I was all alone with my thoughts and memories. I wasn’t used to him being so quiet. I knew I was probably overthinking—what else was new—but I missed his snarky, dirty emails and wondered if he missed mine.
I was desperate to feel his touch; like a junkie and her drug. My world went silent when he was around, silencing the tidal waves of thoughts that overlapped each other. Around him all I could do was feel. I popped a Jolly Rancher in my mouth, needing the distraction—and something to suck on—and wondered if we’d be able to control ourselves when we saw each other again. I knew control was his game, not mine, and I rather enjoyed playing knowing I’d gladly lose.
Looking back, I now understood why he’d planned a night away so far in advance. The Holidays and everything else entailed with that time of the year made it increasingly difficult to see one another at a moment’s notice. This was when my thoughts became dangerous ones. Dangerous in the sense that I began to doubt him, and not knowing if those thoughts were valid or not.
Every time I told myself I was going to pull back and not reach out to him right away or respond to his emails immediately, he’d screw with my plans by emailing me first. And I couldn’t resist replying. It was a high I couldn’t fight, just making it more evident that he owned me, whether he knew it or not. Who was I kidding? He probably knew it.
Chapter Thirty-Two
MISSING YOU
IT TOOK ME A LONG TIME to stop feeling that every time I saw him, it’d be the last time. I still had moments of self-doubt, but they were greatly improved. All I had to do was recount his emails in my head. He wasn’t going anywhere. Lying in bed reading over an email I’d sent Gregor on Thanksgiving morning, I spent the time reminding myself of his constant presence.
TO: [email protected]
7:07 AM
Subject: Thankful
Running my hands over the defined contours of my body, I yearn for you. Patiently I wait for the moment you unwrap me and claim me once more...over and over. I want to kneel at your feet, feel your hands mark my body as yours and then have your tools do the same. I need to lie on your lap, sit naked with you face to face with our arms and legs encircling each other. I need to lie down wrapped in your arms, kiss you until my lips grow numb and then start all over again.
You’re one of many things I’m thankful for this year...
Todd was on the road again. December was almost upon us. Thanksgiving had been good...better than I expected. Todd had been more loving toward me than he had been in quite a while. Shit like that really fucked with a girl torn between two so different people and two different lifestyles.
Until you’ve stood in my shoes, there’s no way to understand loving two totally different people in tw
o totally different ways. Some say it’s impossible to love more than one person and I’d always disagreed with that. I just didn’t expect to experience it myself. One had given me the world while the other had become my world. And I didn’t know what the fuck I was going to do. In that moment I truly believed I couldn’t survive without either of them.
In bed alone that night, I was trying to distract myself and continued reading emails from the previous weeks since I’d returned from NOLA. I’d sent him a quote I’d found that made me think of him.
TO: [email protected]
10:07 PM
Subject: Mmmm
Something that made me think of you...
‘Can we play a game where I put my hand between your legs and see how long I can spank you with my other hand till you’re wet?’
TO: [email protected]
10:09 PM
Subject: Re: Mmmm
0 seconds
I started cracking up, again. It was the same response I’d had when I’d originally read it.
TO: [email protected]
10:10 PM
Subject: Re: Mmmm
Shut your face! We can pretend...
TO: [email protected]
10:12 PM
Subject: Re: Mmmm
Ok. 0.25
TO: [email protected]
10:13 PM
Subject: Re: Mmmm
I deny you have that power over me (drip, drip, drip)...
TO: [email protected]
10:15 PM
Subject: Re: Mmmm
Do you need that drive by sucking tomorrow?
TO: [email protected]
10:16 PM
Subject: Re: Mmmm
Do I need it or do you? :)
Maximus miss me?