Her deep moan vibrated through his cock, she licked and sucked her way up and down him so lazily, it strung it out. It felt so good, she tasted so good, her hips moved with his rhythm, and when he felt her muscles clench inside, and her mouth stilled round his cock, he laughed as she came, crying out around him, and he gently moved in her mouth, sending her back to her task. Her tight pussy held his fingers, his tongue still worked her as he got close.
He pulled away from her, he looked at her flushed face.
He turned round and kissed her, he loved her kissing her taste off his lips.
“See, it works fine.”
“I should make sure.” He went to go back down on her as she laughed, and she pulled him back.
“Make love to me.”
She wrapped her legs round him, pinning him to her.
He eased inside her, gently pushing in, he called out as he went all the way in, and stilled inside her, savouring the moment.
“Okay?”
She grinned, and ran her hand over his lips. She wanted to cry, it was beautiful, it was physical.
“Sweetheart, I really need you to tell me you’re okay.”
“I’m good.”
“Yes you are.”
He moved in that deliberate slow way that made her call out. He hummed at it, at the sensation of being inside her. He put one arm under her neck, hand gently holding her hair, the other he put underneath her bottom, pulling her up to him.
His breath was hot in her hair as he pulled out, they groaned together. The deliberate pause, the sensation building, her breaths became needy pants.
“Nathan, Nathan, it’s too slow.”
“I love this, I love drawing this out.” His voice was rough. He felt her nipples draw slowly up his chest as he sank back in, making her swear.
“Please, you can let go, please.”
The slow withdraw, her hands clawed at his back.
“Not a chance. Relax, relax.”
The slow push in, and she was on the edge.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to come again, please.”
“I know, let me take care of it.”
Slow withdraw. Everything tightened. He growled his breath in the pause.
“Ready?”
“Yes. Please, please.” He kissed her forehead as he went in.
Her hips bucked in his hold as she screamed, only then did he let himself move in time with her release, and he came roaring into her.
He stopped moving when she stilled. She kissed him hungrily.
“Happy? Better? Okay?”
She gave her the almost delirious grin she had when she came.
“Fuck yes. Are you okay?”
He nodded as caught his breath, and held her tightly.
Nathan made her breakfast in the morning.
“So, do you want to come with me today? I have three houses to look at.”
“Jumping right in there then huh?”
“I need to figure out what I’m looking for, might take some time, and I want to find the right one.”
“I’d love to, nosing round other people’s houses, nit-picking, what could be better than that?”
That’s how they were standing in a dim basement kitchen at two o’clock that afternoon as the estate agent started going on about the potential of the rather dated and damp smelling house.
“It’s a good starter home for a couple like yourselves.”
Before Suzy could correct her, Nathan took her hand, and grinned. “Well actually, we’re quite busy, and this place requires a lot of work. We’re in no hurry to find our first house together.”
The woman gave him a tight smile.
“Well, shall we?”
Suzy was gawping at him. He looked at her. “We could you know. Like I said, I’m not hurrying, we could look for our house. Don’t say no yet…”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Nathan contained his joy as they walked out, but the moment they were in his car, he kissed her.
“Let’s go home and celebrate.” She laughed as he struggled to keep to the speed limit. She slid her hand over his thigh, and he hissed. She giggled.
Suzy felt free, it was unexpected. She had talked at length in counselling about her sexuality, about what she wanted, about separating the violence from the sex. She had expected to feel conflicted, for it all to be fresh in her mind. But there was something about Nathan that made her feel such joy and love.
“What?” his voice was rough as he cleared his throat.
She remembered their first night together, how keen he was to do whatever she asked. He was always up for anything, to give her anything she desired, even when he was unsure.
“Just thinking how much I love you.”
“No, you weren’t.”
“I was thinking of our first time together and how you are with me.”
“And how’s that?”
“You are a generous lover.”
“Why thank you, I aim to please.”
She laughed. “I mean that I’ve never experienced that, your freedom with yourself.”
“Never?”
“Not like you. I think you’re why it’s easier for me than I thought it would be. To find my way again.” Nathan took a deep breath, her hand pressed into his thigh. “What do you want Nathan?”
“Um sex? I want anything that you want.”
“Bullshit.”
He laughed as he spoke. “Maybe. We’re not rushing this, so I’m not making any demands. When you’re ready for more than just the incredible lovemaking we share, then we’ll know. No more pushing.”
“Okay. Fair enough. Go through that industrial estate by the river.”
“That’s the long way round isn’t it?”
“Yes, but I want to pick up some things from a place there, if you don’t mind that is?”
“Anything.”
Anything indeed.
Eighteen. Desire and Delirium
Suzy was Suzy again. Nathan had unblocked something, and she had let him. She had demanded it of him, and he obliged her. She was so lucky. She thought of all the things they had done and wanted more. Nathan would be dutifully safe with her, and safe was fine, but Suzy hadn’t been especially sedate in her sexual delights.
She had never been overtly weird, but she had experimented, things she hadn’t talked about with Nathan. Could she be that again, is that something she would want? She thought of Kink, and how close she came to it then, and they had barely said hello, now if they had been there, she probably have let him fuck her up the wall.
Zach’s torment was receding, the nightmare was fading to the background, always a part of her, not defining her. She wouldn’t do that, she would never let him define her.
“Where are we going?”
“Unit eight.” Nathan frowned as he rolled into park.
“Um, are you sure about this, it looks a bit dodgy.”
She removed her hand from his thigh, and he looked pained. “When I got out of the hospital, I went through a few stages of grief, I was a fucking cliché, anyway, I cleared out my fun draw, and binned everything.”
“Everything?” he looked horrified.
“The only thing left is that hook, but only because I couldn’t get the fucking thing out. Oh and the remote controlled vibrator, because that thing was pricey. But everything else.”
Nathan looked back at the unit. “So…?”
“This is where I buy my stuff. We’re having sex again, and part of who I am and what I like goes beyond missionary. We’re not going to rush into more adventurous things, just as you want, but I want to be prepared when we do. You can stay in the car if you want.”
“No way.”
“Come on then dimples. But put yourself in order first.” He adjusted his erection and she took his hand as they went in.
Nathan was struck by a wall of porn as they went in.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” She was
resolute. She bypassed the porn, and they wound through the shop. He looked at everything. She picked up a couple of bottles of lube, as if she were casually shopping in the supermarket. He almost asked her if she wanted a trolley.
His eyes stopped a display of restraints. He blinked at them. Suzy bit her lip as she looked over one set similar to the cuffs they had before. She took two sets. His eye caught something else and he swore.
It was a bar with metal cuffs at the end.
Suzy watched his face, he really was easy to read. She picked it up, his eyes went to hers, and the heat in them made her grin.
He closed his eyes and bit the inside of his cheek.
She took his hand as they went to the counter.
“Hey Tabbie.”
“Hey Suzy, who ya got there?”
Nathan looked at the woman, short and pixie like with pink hair. Her lip was pierced and she was looking at him as if he were something to eat. He held Suzy’s hand tighter.
“This is my boyfriend.”
“Well, well.” Suzy and the girl behind the counter shared a look. Suzy put her things on the side.
“How’s things?”
“Shop’s quiet, but we’ve got our online service finally up and running, if you’re interested. Ten percent off your first online order with this voucher.”
Tabbie slipped the flyer into a black paper bag as she bagged up. “And, if you’re interested, we’ve got some new toys in.”
Suzy grinned and went to the display. Nathan stayed close, as they browsed the toys.
“Who was that?”
“You kind of met her, she had red hair then I think, when we first got together.”
“You know her well?”
“Yes and no.” She looked at him. “There are some things you don’t know about me. Nothing major, we’ve both admitted that we went through shagging phases right? And you overheard me having sex with someone, which was your first impression of me.”
“I’m not judging, there are things I’ve done too.”
She smirked. “We should have some fun with that soon, story swapping, we could make it fun.”
“We might have to leave very soon.” His gaze went right through her.
“Kind of the point dimples. What toy do you want me to get, gentleman’s choice.”
He took a steadying breath as he looked over the display. “Glass?”
“I’ve never tried a glass dildo, meant to be very good. Ooh, let’s get a cock ring. This one vibrates.”
Nathan closed his eyes and swallowed, she was torturing him, and she was having fun doing it. Of course, this was what she wanted. Same as her hand on his thigh, it was all the same game.
He picked out a clear glass dildo, smooth, and a similar size to him. She gave him a small smile of approval.
“What about this?” he picked out some anal beads and she blushed.
“For you, or for me.”
Let leant down to her ear. “Let’s get a set each.”
She bit her lip as she tried not to laugh, but she nodded. His brows went up. Bloody hell. He thought of all the times her hand skimmed over his bottom. Could be interesting.
“I think we have enough, before we get too carried away.”
“Maybe.”
He was maroon as Tabbie rang it up on the till.
Nathan insisted on paying.
“Have fun guys, you ever fancy a third you let me know.”
“Not sharing this one Tabbie, you take care.” Nathan was slack jawed as she pulled him out. He wasn’t sure where to begin with that.
“Um.”
“I know. I’m not interested in that by the way. Are you?”
“No.” He sat rigid in the car as they drove back to her flat.
“Are you angry?”
“What? Fuck, no.”
“What is it then?”
“Restraint.”
“I could help you with that if you like.” He made a pained noise and she laughed. Being in the shop had ignited the small pilot light that had been growing stronger. She wanted to play with him. She wanted him to squirm and beg for her.
“You have to stop teasing me.”
“No.”
“Fuck, I mean it.” He shifted in his seat. She put her hand back on his thigh and he groaned.
“So do I. I want to have some fun with you, only if you want to, of course.” His breathing rate kicked up and she watched the rise and fall of his chest. Once they started this, he knew there would be no holding back, for either of them. For a second he wondered what that would mean.
Fuck it, he was so thick with lust, he couldn’t keep his thoughts in order.
“Yes.”
“Then call me mistress, and do exactly what I say.” He exhaled slowly. “If you want me to do anything to you, you must ask me very nicely, and try to persuade me. I might let you have what you want, but I might not.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “Also, total honesty, I might tell you some of my secrets, you will tell me yours. I might, if you’re very good, let you fuck me. Or I might tease you until you lose all reason.”
He didn’t speak, but focused on his driving, his dick pressed uncomfortably against him.
“Yes, Mistress.”
She laughed. “Excellent. Just so you feel better, if at any point I’m uncomfortable, I’ll say.”
“Thank you mistress.” He grinned.
He carried the bags for her as they went in.
She gave him no instruction, deliberately, and he watched her. She opened the balcony doors and closed the curtains. She pushed the coffee table out the way, and threw all the cushions on the floor. She put her phone in the dock, and turned the music on.
She opened some wine and set it by her little nest on the floor.
“Come here, bring the bags.” He obeyed. For one moment, she doubted herself, doubted her power, doubted her allure for him. He saw her eyes flicker.
“Mistress, may I kiss you?”
“Yes.”
He cradled her face, he kissed her lower lip, then her top, then slowly stroked her tongue with his. He kissed her with all the desire, and pent up want that he had felt all since leaving her in January.
“Thank you mistress,” he whispered into her ear.
“Take off your clothes.” She loved watching him strip. He grinned as he slowly stripped. He stood naked before her. “Take off my clothes.”
He did, he slowly removed each item, it reminded her of when people unwrapped presents by meticulously peeling the tape off. He was on his knees as he pulled her cotton briefs down, he could see how wet she was.
“May I taste you?”
“No.”
“Please mistress.” He was desperate for her taste.
“No.”
He groaned and sat back.
She bent over and put her hands on his shoulders. “Close your eyes. Don’t peek or I’ll blindfold you.” He opened his eyes. “Well, now you’ll have to be blindfolded.” He swallowed. “Stay.” She went into the bedroom and came back with the sash from her robe.
She tied it round his eyes and kissed him, he opened his mouth and let her take what she wanted. He smiled at her breathless voice when she spoke, she was as turned on as he was.
“Now, I’m going to set our things out, and you get to pick one, and one only. Whatever you pick, is whatever we use.” She set everything out on the table.
She guided him to it. His hand hovered over the table, she hoped it wasn’t her set of anal beads that he picked out.
His hand finally landed on the vibrating cock ring. She laughed as she took the blindfold off.
“Wow, okay.” He read the little packet that it was in. She kissed him again, and opened it, and they spent a minute putting the battery in. She stroked him, as she slipped it down he made a quiet little noise and his cock hardened even more, it was a good fit, tightly sitting at the base of him, without being too constricting. She pressed the little silicone clicker and it pulsed, with a few seconds between eac
h pulse. She straddled the top of his thighs, and he automatically clutched at them.
“Oh fuck.”
“How does the feel?”
He was slightly sat up, his abs taut, clutching her legs for dear life. She smiled.
He cried out, he had never been that loud.
“Good?”
“Holy fuck. I need to be inside you.”
She merely raised a brow unimpressed. “Is that how you speak to your mistress?” he laughed even as panted.
“Mistress, I’m sorry, but it feels too good, I very much desire to be inside your magnificent tight pussy when I come, when we come, you would love how this feels.”
“Relax.”
“Oh my God, I can’t, please.”
“Re. Lax.” He glared as he tried to unclench his stomach. “That’s it, let it wash over you.”
His desperate cries were replaced by needy moans. She grinned. She ran her fingers over the ridges and valleys of his muscles.
He watched her, waiting for her to take pity on him. He bit his lip and lay flat, arching his back up at the pulse of vibration. She moved up and slowly inched down onto him. She let herself settle and gasped at the sensation.
“See.”
She laughed as she found a rhythm to match the pulse. They cried together at it, so in time, in tune. He watched her enjoy him, her first climax was quick, and loud, she grinned as she kept moving on him. He felt himself edging, but he couldn’t come, she watched his lids flutter, he bent his knees, her hands pressed onto his stomach as she moved up and down him, and she was transfixed by his reactions.
“I’d like to fuck you please.” He could barely get the words out, he struggled not to close his eyes, she could see his taut muscles, the strain in his face.
“You can take what you need my love.” He looked at her with an almost dangerous look, and he gripped her hips.
“I’m sorry.” She didn’t get to ask what for, he was loud, frenzied, needy, and totally open. He held nothing back, his thrusts were relentless.
He was fucking beautiful, more than that, he was glorious. She loved him so much, the love hit her all at once. She had admitted her feelings to herself, and to him, but it was as if she hadn’t really allowed herself to feel it. She hadn’t felt anything much.
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