I fist her hair and round the final turn, taking charge of this blowjob and using her the way Chris has used me at his most brutal.
When I hit the too-far point and feel my climax start, I say, “Now, Sir. I’m coming.”
“Good boy. Give it to her.”
I throw my head back against his shoulder and let it rip, feeling her nose pressing against my well-trimmed pubes asI commit my first wanton act of vengeance. There’s something damned freeing about having her on her knees like this before me and taking it from me.
I takes me a few breaths before I ease up on my grip and let her pull off so she can open her mouth and show him, yes, she got it.
I get another long, hard grind against my ass from Chris. “Swallow, girl.”
She does.
I reach back and hook my handaround Chris’ head and kiss him. He’s into it, too, tongue-fucking me and, if I’m not mistaken, he’s putting on a show for her.
“Every load goes intohertonight, boy,” he says loudly enough I know she has to hear it. “Mine and yours. No holding it, no waiting. If you’re horny, go for it. Or, I can send her back to her house right now, and it’s just me and you all weekend until we fly back. Sheagreed to this. But it’syourchoice.”
No shit, in this, what, four weeks we’ve been together now, my libido has hit levels it hasn’t since I was twenty-one. Until this all happened, sure, I’d jerk off occasionally, but honestly? It wasn’t a priority.
Now, when his schedule allows it, there’s times he nails me in the morning, we meet each other at the condo for a nooner, and then make love twoor three times at night.
I’m sure we’ll settle into a pattern eventually, but for now, it’s been great.
“My choice?” I ask.
He turns me in his arms and this kiss is sweet, deep. The loving, tender man I know lies carefully guarded behind his walls is working his way to me as best he can through his own emotional scars that the sadist is the complete embodiment of.
“Yourchoice, baby. If Isend girl away right now, she’s not allowed to come this weekend. She might not be allowed to come even if she stays, if you say she can’t. This weekend,youare in control of girl and what we do with her. Whether she sits in a corner with her face against the wall, or you fuck yourself empty inside her. This is your reward for being my good boy.”
He drops his voice to a low whisper I’m certainshe can’t hear. “You’re first in my heart, baby. You always will be. I want to start showing you that now. You agreed to be mine. In certain ways, so did she. Part of that agreement is this—that you are mine and she is beneath you. You’ve proven to me these past two weeks that you’re serious about taking me for who I am, so it’s time for me to start giving back. That’s why I give you the girl.”
With my arms still wrapped tightly around him, I lay my head against his shoulder and stare down at her while Chris nuzzles his face in my hair. I can’t read the look in her eyes, but she now meets my gaze with a steady one of her own that bears none of the anger that briefly flashed through them earlier.
My cock twitches with renewed interest, because I feel Chris’ raging erection strugglingfor freedom and pressing against me.
He raises his voice. “From this moment forward, boy, as long as you’re not doing something that can get any of us in trouble with the press, or interfere with work, or cause physical harm to yourself or to her, girl is yours to use however you see fit. The orgasm restriction for you, boy, is lifted. I only ask you try to save energy for me. If giving her toyou interferes with what you and I have, I’ll have to bring the restriction back.”
When the shiver races through me, it’s because of a vision of me sitting behindherdesk in her office at lunchtime, with her on her knees and sucking my cock while I sit there ignoring her and scrolling through my e-mail.
Holy.
Shit.
Maybe there’s a sadistic streak in me after all.
I need a moment to processthis. “HoweverI see fit, Sir?”
He chuckles. “Mmm-hmm. Honor system, though. If I’ve asked you not to come that day for some reason, that takes precedent. Outside any standing orders of mine, if you want to bend her over in an elevator and fuck her, or I’m out of town and you want to go blow a load in her, or whatever, then you do it with my blessings. Furthermore, unless I’ve discussed it withyou, she now must rely onyoufor her orgasms. She’s not allowed to masturbate anymore without permission. If she wants an orgasm, she’ll need to askyourpermission for it, if you’re not there to do it for her. I’ll let you sort out how you wish to handle that with her, if you want to give her a code or something.”
Stunned, I look at her again. This time it’s heat I read in her expression. Desire.
Maybe a little bit of eagerness.
Okay, alotof eagerness.
I’m not sure I’ve heard him correctly. “Wait,what?”
He grins. “You aren’t the only one who gives up things, baby. Tell him, girl.”
