Second Chances
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But over time things changed and it became more about image and what people expected of me. I was viewed as a sex god amongst the girls and a hero to all the guys. I never stopped to think what Raina thought of me or what my behavior was doing to her until I was in so deep I couldn’t see a way out. Then things shifted again and it became about me not wanting to be a disappointment to her. I didn’t want her to wake up one day in her forties and regret giving up her chances at fame for me. I know I’m behaving this way to push her away. That way everyone will think it was me to end things and I won’t be forced to own up to the devastation it’ll bring if she chooses to leave me behind. When she chooses.
Todd listens quietly and doesn’t offer any advice. He lets me talk, lets me vent. When I finish, I take a deep breath then let it out.
“Better now, man?” he asks as he pats my back. “What are you going to do?”
“I don’t have a fucking clue, but I can’t keep doing this to her. It’s not right. And all the other girls…it’s not fair to them either.”
Todd suggests that I sit Raina down and tell her everything, finally open up to her and be honest. I agree to think about it and we head back to my house.
Later that night, Raina comes through my window wearing loose gray sweats and a tight pink t-shirt with no bra. She looks so fucking sexy that I can’t stop myself from going to her. I reach her in two strides, even before she’s completely in the window. I know we need to talk, I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t help it. We’ll talk as soon as I’m done burying myself in the deep heat of her tight pussy.
I wordlessly reach for the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head. I wrap my arms around her, rest my hands on her hips then pull her, crush her to my body. I need to feel her bare skin against mine. The feel of her hard, little nipples brushing against my chest sends waves of pleasure coursing through by body. I grow harder every second that I’m not inside her. I push my hands into the waistband of her sweats and push them to the floor.
No panties. Fuck. Why does she have to be this hot?
She smirks at me then shrugs her perfect shoulder. “Didn’t want the getting naked with you part to take longer than necessary.”
“I can see that. God, Princess, you’re so fucking hot.”
Raina slides to her knees in front of me, and before I can react, she takes me into her mouth. My tip reaches the back of her throat and she moans as I feel her relax and swallow me just a little more. Her hand grasps my shaft and begins pumping in rhythm with her lips, it’s a pace that will bring me to my knees way sooner than I want this to end. When her free hand cups my sack, I moan her name and my body involuntarily shivers.
Raina smirks when she senses that my composure is going fast; she knows the signs of my impending orgasm. When I shove my hands into her hair and tug, she suckles me harder, her way of telling me she’s going to win this game.
“Don’t make me come in your mouth, Raina. I want to come inside you tonight. I need to…ahh. Yeah…so fucking close.”
She looks up at me through her thick lashes and it’s my undoing. I spurt hot and long in her mouth. My hips grind into her with the first release then the second. She swallows before the third then again before releasing me from her mouth and wiping her lips in this sexy way of hers, with the back of her hand.
“I thought I told you I wanted to come inside you tonight?”
“Who’s stopping you?” she taunts as she saunters over to my bed and lays down on her belly, legs open.
Her arousal is on display for me to clearly see and I can’t resist. I dive at her with my mouth. My tongue finds her folds and I lick, creating an agonizing pace as quickly as she did to me. I flip her over and my mouth finds hers for a fast kiss. She tastes like me, her lips moist and soft and I’m already hard again. I slide down her body in need of another taste and latch onto her clit. I draw it into my mouth and suck until I know she’s close to the edge, perched on it on her tip toes. I look up at her, then roll a nipple with my fingers while I gently bite her clit. She leaps over the edge in my mouth, warm and sweet.
“Pete, I need you inside me, please. Now.”
“I’m with you. I got you.”
I slide all the way home in one push, her legs lock around my waist, pull me tight into her body. She’s like a vice gripping me, all warm wet heat. Her muscles are still clamping hard from her first orgasm, her second building quickly. My own is on the horizon, but I want, no, I need this to last. I flip us.
The bed shakes and bangs against the wall as I flop to my back and arrange Raina on top of me. My mother will probably kill the moment when she bangs on my door to make sure everything is alright but I don’t give a fuck. I don’t hesitate. My hands are on her hips, raising and lowering her to my body. I’m deep in this position and she’s so tight, it’s perfect, too perfect. So fucking perfect, but it won’t last for long and when it’s over we need to talk. It’s at that moment, the second I have that thought that she says, “Pete, I’m coming.”
“Fuck, ahhh, me too, baby. I’m there with you.”
We collapse on my bed, Raina laying in my arms, both of us covered in sweat. She moves first, tries to get out of my arms. I hesitate at first, not wanting the warmth of her to leave, not wanting her to leave. She sits up with her back to me, sighs and I know I’m not going to like what I’m about to hear.
“Ah, Pete. We need to talk. Brian Larson asked me to go see a movie with him tomorrow night and I said yes. I didn’t want you to hear about it from someone else. So I thought I should tell you. It’s not a big deal, really. Just a movie and pizza. We might end up at the frat house. I’ll probably see you there later…I mean...nothing. I mean, we can still…it’s not like I like him or anything. It’s just a stupid date.”
I can’t speak. I don’t know what to say, how to react. I want to punch a hole in the motherfucker’s face and ripe his heart out through it. Instead I put on a brave face and lie to her. “Cool, yeah. That’s great, no worries. He’s a good guy. And I…uh, it’s weird really. I was about to tell you the same thing. I, ah, I’m going to the frat party tomorrow night with Lora” I lie.
“Oh, I didn’t know you guys were hooking up.”
“Nah, nothing like that. I think it’s time for me to grow up a little. I’m thinking of trying the good guy routine for a while.”
“Oh, so you’re serious about her? Then I mean, maybe we should give this a rest for now. See where things go with Brian and Lora, you know?”
“Yeah, I mean sure, if that’s what you want. We can see where shit goes with Lora and Brian.”
“Great, well, I should go. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow night?”
“Yeah, sure.”
She climbs out my window, and without thinking, I stand and punch a hole through my wall. My mother is going to be all over my ass for this in about five seconds, but first I have something else I need to deal with.
The phone rings once before she answers. “Hey Lora, it’s Pete. Want a ride to the frat house tomorrow night?”
May 2014
Pete
Raina and I return to New York with memories of our time spent in London. That night back in March, at the club, and many more after that still fresh in my mind, making me question if it was a good idea. I can’t get past it, don’t know what to do to move beyond it. I finally break down and head to Damian Stone, my friend and fellow Dominant. After hearing my voice, pained and anxious over the phone, he agreed to meet with me in the middle of the day at his office.
I find Damian looking clean and crisp, refreshed, like a man who was just pleased by his woman. Sure enough, as I walk to shake his hand, I hear the water in the bathroom turn on. He smirks at me as he straightens his tie. “Hey, Pete,” he extends his hand. “Syd’s just cleaning up then we’ll be alone to talk. You sound like you got some pretty heavy shit to unload.”
“Yeah, thanks, man. I’m going out of my fucking head over this,” I admit. “Sorry to interrupt.”
“Congratulations” I say as I pat Damian on the back.
“Thanks.”
Sydney Stone surfaces looking just as relaxed if not more than her millionaire husband. She smiles at me and wraps her arms around me in greeting. “Pete,” she squeals. “I’m so glad you’re back. We have a new project I’m starting in two weeks. When you get back on New York time, call me and I’ll explain my vision. I’ll leave you two boys to talk for now though. Missed you” she purrs then kisses me on my cheek, my face in her hands.
Sydney leaves me and is instantly swept up in her husband’s arms. Damian pulls her close, smacks her ass that I know must be sore from their play session prior to my arrival, inhales her hair, and kisses her gently on the lips.
I love watching the beauty of a true submissive melt at the hands of their Dominant, and Syd is the truest of submissive when it comes to Damian.
He whispers something in her ear only for them to hear. She blushes and bats his hand away from her ass. She kisses him one last time, says good-bye to me, and turns to leave. When she reaches the door, she turns back to her husband. “Love you, Day. Don’t be late tonight” she says with a smirk.
“You are one lucky fucking man” I say.
“That I am. That I am” Damian agrees.
He hands me a glass and asks, “One finger or two?” as he goes to pour me a whiskey. I ask for two and he obliges and takes the same for himself.
Damian indicates that I should sit on the sofa as he takes his spot in his chair. I sit and run my hands through my hair, over my goatee to try to calm myself. Useless, I’m still agitated.
“So I’m guessing this has something to do with Raina Montgomery, am I correct?”
My only response is to growl as I down my drink and hold out my glass for another. Damian refills my glass and I begin my story by telling him about my time in Florida with Raina and our past. I tell him how we worked everything out, how it felt like we were moving forward. Then I tell him about Todd dying and Raina running from me again, about her time exploring her desires in London without me. I finish with our time together with Nix. “Something happened in London that made me question if I can give her want she wants. I’ve never felt like this before. I have no idea what to do. Fucking Nix.”
“Nix?”
“Yeah, Phoenix Doyle. He was a friend of Todd’s. Lives in the flat next to Todd’s…mine I guess now. Anyway, he and Raina are friends. Apparently, whenever life gets too overwhelming for her she runs to London to cool off. When I got there, I thought he had her in bed. Almost lost my shit, but then her and I were,” I clear my thought and smile at the memory with an adjustment of my dick. “I was spanking her for running and she was yelling. Nix heard her and barged into the apartment. He stood there, watched me make her come. That’s how it all started.”
“All?” Damian inquires with a knowing smirk.
“She wanted to try having sex with me while he watched. Apparently, before I got there, he took her to Club Sensations and helped her discover her exhibitionist side. He watched her masturbate, sat with her through sessions, and explained the scenes to her, teaching her our mindset, our lifestyle. When he asked to watch, she was into it so I agreed with the understanding that he wouldn’t touch her. He cooperated, jerked off. It made her hot.”
“And you? I mean you’ve done way more than that before with girls you’ve played.”
“Yeah, well that’s just it. She’s not a girl I’m just playing, you know? She’s my Sydney, man.”
Damian raises his eyebrows at me, knowing how serious I must be about Raina to compare how I feel for her to how he feels for his wife.
“Okay, but what happened that’s got you like this then?”
I sip from my drink then take a deep breath and tell him about our night with Nix at the club in London.
We walk in; the pulse of the music runs through my veins like heroine to an addict. The main room is an open concept with sofas, chairs, and your standard BDSM equipment spread throughout. The lights are dim, but it only takes a few minutes for my eyes to become accustomed enough to make out the bodies already in action.
Raina pauses and pushes her back to the front of my body when she notices the number of people surrounding us, any one of them able to recognize her. If any of them does, they don’t make a big deal out of it.
My hand spreads across her toned belly then my fingers move to her neck to play with the new collar she agreed to wear, my collar, not the fake Nix used on her.
Phoenix’s voice breaks through my thoughts. “We have a spot reserved over there” he says as he heads over to a plush red sofa.
I take Raina’s hand in mine and follow the path Phoenix takes. As we reach the area Nix indicates, Raina and I both notice the couples already taking seats across from us to observe our activities.
“Hey, look at me,” I say in my best commanding voice, knowing that’s what she needs at this moment. “We don’t need to do this, or if we start, we can stop whenever you want. As always, Princess, it’s your call. You say the word and it all stops. The control is all yours.”
Raina nods her head but still looks scared out of her mind. Phoenix glances at me to make sure we’re still planning on moving ahead with the activities we discussed while Raina got ready back at the flat, each move perfectly orchestrated. Nix has promised to stay within the boundaries I’ve set, now it will remain to be seen if I can do the same.
I nod and bend my head to softly kiss Raina behind her ear, soften her. She moans, her head rolling to my chest indicating Nix should make his move. I move to stand in front of her as he moves behind her. I watch with wide glassy eyes as he puts his hands on her hips and pulls her into his body so she can feel his arousal. Instead of stepping into her as well, to let her feel my erection, I place my hands on her shoulders, keeping her an arm’s distance from me. Too much space between us but necessary to get her through this initial stage and into subspace, making her pliant to our actions. Raina locks her gaze with mine and sighs when I smile and mouth the words, “Your perfection.”
Her descent begins even as I speak, my gaze hot on her, roaming over her body and landing on her plush pink lips, slightly open in arousal.
I run my thumb over her collar again and I let it settle my fears. I tell myself she’s mine, all mine. Phoenix is a prop in this, the rest of the people in the room only there to help us achieve a fantasy. It’s not about any of them; it’s about Raina and me, what we need, what we can do for each other.
My hands slide from her smooth shoulders to cup her breasts encased in her dress. I look over her at Phoenix and watch as his hands leave her hips. Her dress loosens as he unzips it and together we pull it away from her body, letting it puddle at her feet. I hold her hand to help her step out of it as Nix bends and takes her dress away.
Raina now stands before us in cranberry panties. They’re sexy sheer mesh; an open triangular piece of fabric covers her bare pussy. The bondage-style straps wrap around her slender hips at either side. There’s an innocent looking bow front and center, and it makes me instantly hard. Her intricate cranberry bra makes her breasts look every bit of perfection as they are. Her nipples are visible through the sheer fabric and I can’t resist their softness under my hands.
I bend and lick a nipple through the mesh to the delight of at least one voyeur who releases his held breath. A shiver runs through Raina’s body and Nix instinctively pulls her closer to him. She looks at me and rests her head on his chest. My eyes become as dazed as hers as I watch Nix bend and suck on her neck. He hits the spot behind her ear as his hands travel over her belly then cup her breasts as mine had
done moments before. He whispers, “Gorgeous” in her ear then unclasps her bra and frees her perfect breasts.
I step closer, place her breasts in my hands and Raina moans as my tongue travels over her sensitive skin. She emits a whimper when my teeth bite at one then the other nipple.
“Time to see her pussy, mate. I’m going to slide these down now, love, and make sure Pete and I here are doing what we need to be doing to get you ready for this scene. Are you ready, love? Wet for us?” Nix asks, his voice dark and heavy with lust.
Unable to speak, Raina moans and nods her head then rests it back on Nix’s chest. His fingers hook in the straps of her panties and I watch as her bare pussy becomes visible to everyone watching. From somewhere close behind me, I hear the moans of a woman. I turn to see her Dom standing behind her, three fingers buried deep inside her, taking her to the edge. I pull my attention back to Raina, back to our scene, and bite back the aggression inside as I watch Nix’s hand slide over her pussy.
“Fuck, her pussy’s so hot. Let’s see how wet she is. I’m going to slide my finger…” Phoenix stops speaking as he does what he says, his finger finding the wetness of her core. “Oh yeah….fucking soaking. Mmmm.”
Unable to stand watching him touch her, I go to my knees in front of her, wrap my hands around her taunt thighs and yank her to my mouth, enclosing it around her female sweetness. Her taste hits my senses and I harden to just painful, my erection pressing against the zipper of my leather pants. I pull back to raise my eyebrow at Nix then remove my shirt. He moans as he supports Raina on her unsteady legs, rolling her hardened nipples with his fingers. My hand first rubs over my erection trying to soothe the ache before my fingers open Raina wide, my tongue moving up her slit, my mouth sucking her clit in.
“Pete,” she sighs. “I’m there.”
“Give it to us, love. Go ‘head, come in his mouth for us. Delicious.”