“But—” I objected, then shrieked as he turned me to my side to slap my ass.
“That’s what you get for not doing what I asked at the party,” he growled. The glint of joy in his eye and his erection strainingat his pants told me how much he was into this game. I sat up and pulled at his button and zipper, unleashing him into my hand. I gave him a couple of firm strokes before licking a drip of precum from the side of his cock.
“Is this better? More of what you want?” I dared. Guy nodded, his eyes going hazy as he pressed his hips forward, putting just the first couple of inches in my mouth. I took the bait, sucking hard and stroking my tongue against him. He put his head back, sighing with a hand in my hair.
“Gorgeous, Kitty,” he got out before we heard a key in the door and Colton and Violet’s laughter. Our eyes met, wide, and we both rushed to pull our pants up and dash to his room.
“Kitty!” Violet called as we disappeared, slamming Guy’s door shut and locking it. My phone buzzed in my back pocket.
I threw it to the side, but not before reading the text.
Violet
Gross. I saw Guy’s butt
I laughed.
“Think something’s funny, Kitty Bird?” Guy challenged me, stooping down in front of my face. “Clothes off.”
Damn, this was the longest he’d ever held onto his tough boy attitude. It was a hell of a lot of fun. If it wasn’t fun, I knew I could tell him and he’d stop right away. We’d established a good rapport around how we played, and though we weren’tthatwild, we’d decided to pick a safe word: peaches. We wanted to establish that feeling of security, so we could comfortably push our limits. It allowed us to deepen our trust and was another reason why I loved Guy so much.
I stripped and threw my clothes into the same corner as my phone, watching as he did the same.
“Hands and knees,” he commanded. “I want to show you how I’d have done you in the living room.”
I did as he asked and looked back at him.
“Eyes forward,” he said. “You don’t get to see what’s coming.”
A thrill rushed through me as he knelt behind me, rubbing my ass before landing a quick smack on each cheek. I cried out.
“Quiet,” he said, low and cool.
“But you’re not being quiet.”
“Yeah, but I’m in charge.”
Goosebumps erupted all up my back and my stomach tingled with the anticipation of what would come next. He was always chatty and kind of dominant in bed, but it wasn’t often that he pulled out all the stops like this. Guy cracked two more spanks against me, and I didn’t make a peep.
“That’s my girl,” he cooed. “Now you get the reward.”
He gave me tiny, pulsing thrusts with just the head of his cock. I mewled softly.
“You like that? You got soaked just for me, didn’t you, Kitty?”
I nodded, not looking back at him. Since I couldn’t see his body, it was the equivalent of being blindfolded, waiting to see how he’d play with me. It wasn’t long before his pace became punishing, punctuating his thrusts with smacks on my ass. His callused hands were grabbier, the spanks harder. He railed into me, reaching to the back of my head to grab a fist of my hair. I fucking loved when he was like that, completely wild and undone.
“You like treating me like one of your fucktoys?” I said, trying to provoke him to go even harder. Instead, it seemed to snap him out of it.
“What? Birdy, no.” He pulled out of me and helped me to my feet. He sat on his bed and brought me to face him in his lap. “You’re the only one that matters.”
His eyes searched my face, hands holding my waist, worried. Tough Guy was gone, vanished in seconds. Sweet, puppy-like Guy was back. “You’re the only one I’ve ever loved. You’re the most important person in my life. You’d never be that to me. Do you understand?”
I was still recovering from the whiplash of going from delightfully rough sex to this emotional outpouring. “Guy, where is this coming from?”
“I never want you to think I don’t respect you. And I didn’t disrespect them, but you’re it for me, Birdy. When I have sex with you, it’s love.”
I wrapped myself around him tighter, a koala clinging to him.
