by Chloe Grey
Jerry caught on but didn’t say anything.
I saw the twitch in his brows and felt the need to explain. “I’m using the card my mom gave me.”
“Why is that?” He seemed genuinely curious, so I told him my situation, and about how much I wanted to get a watch for Kevin before the wedding, which was less than twenty-four hours away.
Jerry was silent for a moment. When he looked up, I could tell what he was about to say would only be good.
“I can shave off two hundred from the final price. Only because you have been very lovely.”
My brows raised. “You won’t get in trouble?”
“A little bit.” He chuckled. “But my boss and I are tight. I can allow a bit of leeway.”
I almost jumped with excitement. “I’ll take it!”
Jerry nodded. “Excellent choice. I’ll get all the documents ready.” He held out his hand and I shook it. “Ms. Hemlock, I have full confidence that your boyfriend will enjoy this gift.”
ZANE GLANCED AT ME. “When are you going to give it to him?”
“The watch?” I leaned back while Zane drove us around to search for food. “I don’t know. Maybe as soon as we get home. Or maybe just right before the wedding. You know, as a last minute surprise.”
“I wasn’t talking about the watch, but I like the idea of giving it to him just right before the wedding.”
I sighed. “This was such a terrible idea. I should have waited until I got my paycheck. This is so bad and so very unlike me.”
“Cookie, you must have spent thousands on booze too. It’s not like it’s your first time.”
I shot him daggers, and he laughed.
“But,” he continued, “this isn’t that bad. You have a lifetime to pay off your debt and earn the money back.”
“Zane,” I moaned. “I just bought a two thousand dollar watch.”
“One thousand and seven—” He saw my look. “Okay, okay.”
I looked out the window, watching the people that passed by us as we crawled through traffic. “I hope he will be happy. I owe him this.” I touched the coin on my neck. “The watch is probably insignificant compared to the price of this necklace.”
“Yeah,” Zane agreed when he was supposed to not agree with me. “I mean, those are real diamonds.”
I sighed. “I really hope he’ll like my gift.”
“You really love him, don’t you?”
A stray cat hopped onto a parked car. A few people pointed and took pictures.
“Yeah. More so than any other guy I’ve ever loved.”
I watched my friend shrug in his reflection on the window. “Then it’s worth it.”
“Zane,” I started, not knowing whether I should bring it up when he might not know the answer. No one would. “Do you think we’ll end up together?”
“Aren’t you guys already together?”
“I mean together together. Married, and happy with kids.”
I hadn’t told Zane about the whole elevator proposal thing yet. I never would.
“I thought you said he didn’t want kids.”
“Married and happy then.” I stopped looking at his reflection, turning to the real thing instead. “Do you?”
He nodded. “I do. You guys are perfect together, and it’s so obvious he loves you too.”
“Do you think so?”
“Cookie.” Zane looked away from the road to hold my gaze. “Don’t be stupid. It’s clear as daylight. He loves you. He isn’t like all your other exes, is he? He has attributes they don’t—loyalty, for one.”
“I guess you’re right.” I found myself smiling.
I could imagine it now. Married life with him. It would be amazing, and I would do whatever it took to get us to that point. I had given myself high expectations for my dream man, and Kevin Bond blew all the expectations out of the water. He was everything I had ever wanted—and more. My dream man, my Mr. Perfect.
Chapter 31
“Just relax, okay?” I spoke as softly and seductively as I could. And with the way he released his breath and looked at me, it was working.
I continued to pump his hard cock, all the while kissing and nibbling his neck. Kevin sighed and laid on the pillow that I propped up for him.
We were sitting on his—our—bed, and since it was a no work day tomorrow, we decided to watch some naked Netflix until late. That was until he complained about how hard he was. So, I decided to help with that, moving his laptop far away from us and settling between his thighs.
“Audrey.” My name slipped from his lips. I continued to kiss my way down his neck, just like the way he always did to me, all the while pumping his cock. Pre-cum oozed from his tip, soaking my fingers, but I didn’t stop.
“Shh. Just close your eyes and enjoy. This is for you.”
I stopped pumping him when I realized his eyes were still wide open and looking at me.
“Close them,” I ordered. He snapped his eyes shut, and I placed his hands on my breasts. I restrained a moan when he flicked my right nipple.
I moved up his neck, kissing and licking and biting my way to his ear. “What do you want to do with me tonight?”
“Tonight?” He hummed as the gears in his mind turned. “I’m envisioning you on all fours, your back arched and your beautiful breasts pressed against the bed as I fuck your pretty pussy from behind.” He paused, his eyes still shut. “That’s what I want to do tonight.”
“The same position as last night?”
“Babe, we did more than that last night. Why? You don’t like that position?”
“I love it. It’s just... I can do so much more for you.”
His eyes flew open, and I clicked my tongue. Smiling, he closed his eyes and settled back. “What’s on your mind, babe?”
“Whatever you want to do with me. That’s what’s on my mind.”
“I already said what I want to do with you. Go slower, babe. I don’t want to come just yet.”
“Do you like anal?”
He frowned and almost made the mistake of opening his eyes. “I thought you hated anal.”
I pumped his cock faster, ignoring his requests. “But do you like it?”
“Babe, slow down.” His voice was little more than a hiss, and his hand grabbed my wrist.
I slowed down and he let me go.
He lay his head back and groaned. “I mean, it’s alright, I guess.”
Lies. If I had a dollar for the number of times he had stared at my ass, I might be debt free.
I nibbled on his earlobes. “Do you want to fuck my ass?”
Kevin was having trouble speaking. “Do you want me to?”
I bounced the decision back to him, whispering hotly in his ear. “Just say the word, and I’ll be on all fours, getting ready for your cock to be buried in my ass.”
“Audrey...”
I moved my hands to his cheeks and moved my lips to his. I kissed him, hard, grinding my core against his dripping cock. When I backed away—just a little—we were both panting and desperate for more.
Our noses touched, and I closed my eyes. “Do you want to fuck me in the ass, love?”
“Yes. God, yes.”
“Don’t open your eyes yet,” I warned him, opening mine and backing away. I took out a condom from the large stack we had gotten yesterday in his—our—drawer and tore it open. I started towards Kevin, thought twice, and grabbed the water-based lube we had bought yesterday too. I was anxious at the inevitable pain and the uncomfortable feeling, so I wanted as smooth of a transition as possible.
I crawled back to him, warned him not to open his eyes again, and rolled the latex onto his length. Then I placed the bottle of lube in front of him.
With that done and a last long look at him, I positioned myself a foot away, getting on my knees and leaning forward until my breasts were pushed up against the bed, leaning on my forearms for support. I spread my legs and pushed my ass as high as I could. Bowing my head and closing my eyes, I mentally counted to
twenty. No, forty. Maybe fifty.
I blew out a shaky breath. “You can open your eyes now.”
I knew he liked what he saw by the sudden sharp intake of air and heavy breathing behind me. I heard movement as he shifted close to me. His fingers touched my ass cheeks and I shot my head up, gasping.
Kevin chuckled. “Relax, babe. I’m just feeling you up.”
“Okay.” I nodded, feeling like my heart was about to explode. “Okay,” I repeated.
“Babe, we don’t have to do this. It looks like you don’t want to.”
“I want to,” I replied. “I’m a bit nervous, that’s all. Could you use the lube and take it slow?”
I gasped again when I felt his palms smacking my right cheek. “Are you sure about this? Just say the word, and we’ll be back to cuddling and watching Netflix.”
“Love, just do it.”
“Love,” he repeated, the word coming from his lips sounding way better. “Is that what you’re going to call me?”
“You don’t like it?” My anxiety momentarily disappeared as my mind spun at what I should call him. “I have never given any of my boyfriends a pet name. I love it when you call me babe and—”
“Babe,” he said. “You can call me whatever you like.”
“Except,” he cut in when I started speaking, “Mr. Asshole two. Seriously, that’s a shitty nickname.”
I laughed. “That feels like ages ago.”
“I’m going to play with your ass for a while, okay? Get you all warmed up.”
My heart started thundering again. “Okay.”
He rubbed light patterns over my left cheek, drawing out the anticipation of what was about to come. It came a second later, a quick slap. I moaned.
He squeezed the area where he had just slapped me. “You like that?”
I nodded.
He slapped me on the same cheek, a little harder this time, and I snapped my eyes shut.
“How did you know I was more of an ass person? Did my mom tell you?”
“Your mom?” I almost rolled over to look at him. “How does your mom know your sexual preferences?”
“Emma told her for some reason.” He rubbed circles over both my cheeks. “And she has been making fun of me ever since. Go figure.”
“But I can assure you,” my boyfriend continued, “that your ass is much better than Emma’s. Honestly, it’s the firmest and smoothest I have ever felt.”
“Of course it—”
He smacked my right cheek. Hard.
“—is.”
“I’m serious.” He rubbed the spot where he had smacked me. “How long have you been doing squats?”
My ass was tingling, and strangely, I liked it. “I don’t know. Like five or six years?”
“No wonder.” I couldn’t see him, but I could tell he was smiling from his tone. “You have an amazing ass, Audrey.” I felt wetness on my cheek and realized he had just pecked it. “Thank you for doing this.”
“No problem.” I wiggled my ass at him to signal for him to continue.
Two hard blows onto my cheeks, one after the other, drawing two loud gasps from me. I buried my face into the blanket and moaned.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Mhmm.”
“Okay. I’m going to lube you up now. Are you ready?”
“Yeah.”
He chuckled, and I felt his heat leaving me, and then I heard the sound of the bottle cap opening.
“You can still back out, babe,” he told me. “We don’t have to do this.”
“Kev, just lube me up and fuck me in the ass already.”
I regretted saying that a couple of seconds later when I felt two of his wet fingers probing my opening. Kevin was gentle and slow, but I still jerked my hips. He pulled away.
“You have to relax. Do you want me to play with your ass more? We can do other things first to get you in the right mindset.”
“No, it’s fine. I’m sorry,” I said, feeling like crying at how much of a nervous wreck I was. “Do it again.”
“Okay. But if you ever feel uncomfortable or if it’s too painful, tell me.”
“Okay.”
I sucked in a breath when I felt his wet fingers again. But this time, I was much more ready, and I held firm. Kevin gently prodded my opening, circling and lubricating it. Then the moment came. I half tensed my body as he penetrated me.
“Relax, baby. Just relax.”
I forced myself to relax as he lubricated me up. It wasn’t as bad as I thought, but then again his huge cock wasn’t inside of me yet.
He withdrew his fingers. “Are you okay?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
“Good.” He exhaled and brought his hands to both my cheeks, spreading them apart. “Again, thank you for doing this.”
“No problem.” He was happy so I was happy. And I still had one more surprise left for him tomorrow. The most expensive surprise I had ever bought for anyone. The only thing that came close was the 124GB pen drive I bought for my mom as a birthday gift.
The feeling of the wet crown of his cock snapped me back to reality. I tensed as he lined himself up with my opening, wrestling the knotting feeling in my stomach. I forced myself to relax when I realized I should be relaxing.
“Okay, babe. Remember, just relax and breathe.”
“Relax and breathe,” I repeated as he slid himself in me. Kevin went in slow, very slow. I moaned when his cock entered me an inch. My hips bucked, and I gasped when he entered another inch.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, making it seem like I was not alright even though I was. I was just the most nervous I had ever been since the first time I did anal, but this felt leagues better. For one, the pain was minimal since Kevin was extra gentle and loving, not to mention we were well lubed. Second, the feeling of fullness of his cock was as heavenly as always, whether he was in my ass or in my pussy or in my mouth.
Kevin asked if I was alright once again, and this time I answered firmer, telling him I was, and that he should continue.
Another inch went in and then another. Kevin stretched me to my limit, and I shoved a handful of blanket between my teeth and bit into it, moaning from both the pain and pleasure—but mostly pleasure. I arched my back and lifted my ass up higher as Kevin pushed through. The feeling of needing to poop was in full force, but that was normal. I knew I wasn’t going to poop, which would be the worst thing that could happen.
I sealed my eyes shut as Kevin went all the way in.
“You okay?” He asked me again.
“Yeah.”
“How do you feel?”
“I don’t know. Good, I guess?”
“Nice. You were so tight, babe. So tight and warm. I love it.” He released a breath. “I’m pulling out now. You ready?”
“Yeah.”
Gentle as ever, Kevin slid out. I dug my nails into the bed, moans leaping from my throat. He slid halfway out then went back in.
After confirming I was okay and telling him I was enjoying it in a weird way, he started properly fucking me, sliding his thick cock in and out of me, and I controlled the speed using my hips and telling him when to slow down—or when to speed up.
Soon we were in a good rhythm that had me seeing stars. I let Kevin take the reins. I leaned forward and lay on my breasts as he rammed his cock against me, both his hands gripping my hips tightly.
“Kev!” I said, making a sound somewhere between a cry and a moan when he hit a sensitive spot. I wanted him to go a little quicker and a little harder, but he was already going fast and hard, and that was the primal need in me for him.
“God, I’m so fucking close.” His words were laced with lust, and that made me so giddy inside. “I am—fuck me.”
I felt his cock jerk and then spasm. I used my hips to ride his orgasm out as Kevin’s moans and groans filled up our apartment. Zane wasn’t here, so we could be loud—but not too loud. Kevin was in that ‘too loud’ zone.
Kevin pulled out when he was done, and I rolled to my back and struggled to sit up. But it was worth the effort as I watched Kevin lying limp on his back, sweat beading down his front, his chest heaving in and out and his abs contracting.
“That was,” Kevin said, “fucking amazing.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, crawling to him and laying my head on his chest.
“How’s your ass?”
“I don’t know.” I wiggled my hips. “It’ll probably be sore as hell tomorrow.”
I watched as Kevin rolled the condom off his length and tossed it in the trash can, scoring a three-pointer.
“Did you enjoy it?” he asked.
“It was good. I still prefer the normal way but you have officially changed my mind about anal.”
Kevin shifted and trailed a finger between my breasts. “Officially, huh?” He grabbed his phone. “It’s almost two. Let’s clean up and go to sleep.”
I nodded and tried to stand up, but my knees felt like jelly. Kevin laughed and helped me up, but not before giving me a light slap to my ass.
“Kev!” I turned around and shot him daggers, but he smiled and pressed a peck to my lips.
“Come.”
I yelped when he grabbed me and lifted me onto his shoulders. Kicking the bathroom door open, we headed into the cramped shower stall, and he slid me off his shoulder. Slowly. He knew what he was doing. He made sure I felt every inch of his hard muscles.
I shivered. “It’s too cramped in here.”
“We’ll make do,” he said, turning on the shower and pulling me in close so both of us were in the range of the incoming water.
I collected my hair to my back, so it wouldn’t get all wet and messy on him. “I wish we could do this every day, all day.”
“Showering together?”
Giggling, I poked him on the chest. “No, silly. Watching Netflix and fucking all day. Being together.”
“We can take a day off work and do that.”
“Just to watch Netflix and fuck?” I shook my head, laughing. “That’s a terrible idea. We have to work.”
He smiled, but I could tell he was disappointed. I tried to come up with a compromise. “How about tomorrow? The wedding is in the evening, so we have all morning and afternoon.”