His brow hits my shoulder blade. His flaccid dick slips free of my body along with a healthy dribble of cum that soaks into the cushions between my knees.
“Love you, baby,” he murmurs, hooking both arms around my middle from behind and nuzzling the place between my shoulders with his lips.
“Enough to forget the cage?”
His laugh is guttural, unhinged. I’m grinning even before he pulls back and I can turn to face him.
“Not a chance.” He cups my face and kisses me hard with sharp, nipping teeth. “You know how fucking hard I get seeing you suffer and beg.” He bites down hard on my bottom lip, making me flinch. “I’d make you wear it all day if it didn’t tempt me to fuck you non-stop.”
My still erect and weeping cock pangs, but Dom only smirks and steps back.
“Going to leave that for Isla.”
Amused with himself, he moves butt naked in the direction of the bathroom.
I’m not as amused, but my lips still quirk up on one corner as I push to my feet and gather my clothes. I pick up Dom’s, too, and set them on the sofa’s armrest.
Dressed, I head for the bedroom. I hear the faint hiss of water running from the washroom as I pass. Then, I’m in the soft silence filled only by the quiet whisper of Isla’s breathing. She’s a tiny silhouette bundle beneath the blankets. I watch her as I change into sweats. I leave my top off before crawling in next to her.
She sighs and shivers when I tug on the blankets. Instinctively, I hook an arm around her middle and drag her into the curve of my body. She burrows in. Nestles herself into my heat.
“Cold,” she croaks, nuzzling the tip of her icy nose into my neck.
I flinch when her frigid little toes brush my exposed ankles.
“Jesus,” I hiss.
Against my throat, I hear the faintest giggle right before she snakes her hand under my arm and splays five slivers of ice across my ribs.
My undignified yelp sends her in a fit of unhinged cackles that do not amuse me.
“Little shit,” I grumble, smothering my grin in her throat and biting.
Her laughter explodes into full, belly rumbling howls that trigger mine. I chuckle as I force her onto her back and attack her neck. My fingers dig into her side.
Her scream sings through me and I double down, grabbing her swatting hands and pinning them to the pillow. Driving my hips high between her naked thighs. Dom must havestripped her before putting her to bed. She’s only in her panties and tank. A flimsy scrap of fabric stretching uselessly across her heaving breasts. It’s all twisted with our wrestling and pulled low over the mounds.
And that realization draws propels me to stop, to take a second and analyze my next move. It’s obvious that I should pull away and let her go back to sleep, but our eyes lock in the soft light slipping through the open doorway and it’s not sleep on my mind.
“Tell me to stop, Isla,” I tell her because I’m trying to be a gentleman.
But her eyes are too bright, too focused. Her bottom lip is caught between her teeth like she’s determined to keep the words locked up. But it’s the sweet compliance in every labored breath that breaks my resolve.
I kiss her and she moans like it’s all she’s ever wanted. She melts even as her hands circle my neck, pushes through my hair. She urges me with every sharp tug on my hair.
“Nick…”
Her weak whine fuels my madness. It has me breaking the kiss and dropping my head to the plump globes straining against her top. I sink my teeth into her tight, sweet nipple.
I fall on it. Capture it between my teeth. Tug through the fabric.
“Nicky!”
Her torso bucks under me. Grinds her pussy up my cock. I meet her, pushing down. Rolling my hips. I suck her nipple, release her hands to tear the top down. Free her to my palms. My lips. My twisting and pinching fingers.
“Need you,” I growl against her hot flesh.
Her fingers are in my hair, holding me to the tits she’s arching up to meet my mouth.
