I slap Errol’s face with my dick, lightly at first, then with more force behind it. His breath gets quicker as the movement makes more of the piss in his hair drip down his face. After I give each side one last slap, I wipe my cock across his pinked cheeks. I get it as wet as I can before I stand in front of him again.
“Do you want to lick me clean?”
Errol lunges for my cock so fast I think he’s going to lose his balance. Sucking me into his mouth all the way, he hollows his cheeks, running his tongue all up and down my length. His eyes flicker shut and he lets out a needy moan that sends vibrations pulsing through me.
“Fuck,” I mutter as his pierced tongue laps at my slit. “Goddamn, you’refilthy, Babydoll.”
When he finally releases me, he looks back up at me with parted lips and bright eyes. “Thank you,” he says. “Foreverything.” His expression looks like he’s just been given the best present in the entire world. I can’t hold back a stupid, inexplicably giddy grin. Judging from the way Errol’s eyes are glowing, I’m pretty confident I can call tonight a success.
47
ERROL
“Did you hit your goal yesterday?” Ran asks as he saunters into the kitchen a few mornings later. “Sorry I fell asleep before you got home.”
I look up from the bacon I’m frying. “I was closing! I didn’t expect you to stay up that late for me. But yep, I did.” I beam at him.
“Good, because I got you a couple of surprises,” he says on his way to the coffee maker. He peers over my shoulder as he takes a mug from the rack. “That smells good.”
“Wait — I already poured you a cup.” I point with the spatula. “It’s got enough sugar in it to give you a cavity immediately, just how you like it, and it ought to be cool enough to drink by now.”
Ran groans in appreciation. “You’re seriously the best, you know that?” Coming up behind me, he puts the mug on the counter so he can slide both hands around my waist. He nips at my earlobe.
“You can have some bacon if you’re hungry,” I joke. Ran laughs and swats me lightly on the ass before he takes his coffee over to the table.
After breakfast, he beckons me into the playroom and pulls a garment bag from the closet. “If this doesn’t fit, you can exchange it or we can get it altered.”
“Hmm, so it’s definitely not lingerie, if it’s both returnable and appropriate for me to wear in front of a tailor,” I say with a laugh.
He grins. “You don’t have to guess. Open it.”
I unzip it to find a gray vest. The material is like a thick felt, and it’s that kind of old-fashioned style that’s become trendy with hipsters.
“Ooh, I love this.”
“Try it on.” Ran’s eager tone makes me warm inside. I shrug the vest on and watch his eyes as I button it. “Oh wow,” he breathes. “You look so handsome. Ilovethat on you.”
I go to the mirror so I can see for myself. “You know what? I will take that compliment without any self-deprecation,” I say as I turn to admire the vest from all angles.
It’s cut just long enough to skim over and subtly hide my belly. Even better, the way it’s fitted gives my torso just a hintof that V shape I’ve always coveted and never had.
“Wow! This looks…sophisticated. I think it makes me look good.”
I’ll never get tired of seeing Ran’s eyes drink me up the way they are right now. “No, baby.Youmakeitlook good,” he says.
I throw my arms around him. “Thank you! I love this. But what made you think of a vest?” I pull back and look at him with a puzzled frown.
“Because it’s going to go with some other stuff I got you.” I sit down on the bed next to him after he retrieves a fancy-looking gift box from a dresser drawer. I open it up and pull back the nest of tissue paper to reveal layers of red and black lace.
“Ohhh…” I can feel my eyes getting bigger and bigger as I pull out each new thing.
“It’s a whole set,” Ran says. “Lace bralette, matching thong and thigh-high stockings.”
I frown in puzzlement. “This is all sexy as hell,but what’s it got to do with the vest? They’re not supposed to go together, are they?”
A wolfish smirk slips onto his face. “Oh, they sure are. With your work clothes on in between.”
“Oh, fuck.” My dick snaps to attention. “All of it?”
