I grabbed black leggings and an off the shoulder sweater and by the time I’m done getting ready, I feel cute. I’ve totally got this.
“Don’t you look ravishing,” Ryker slides up behind me, leaning down, wrapping his arms snugly around my waist. “So delicious, I could eat you right here, right now.”
Chuckling, I turn in his arms as he leans in, pushing me into the counter.
“One… You already did that. Two… Did you really just use the wordravishing? Who even says that anymore?” I tease. “What are you, an eighty-year-old aristocrat?”
“Would you prefer if I choose different words? How aboutdelicious?” With each word, he peppers gentle kisses down my neck and my nipples start to peak, goosebumps covering my flesh. “Stunning. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Is that better?”
“You lost me at stunning,” I deadpan. “Nice try though. For tonight’s purposes, I’ll settle for slightly above average. Thank you for getting me out of my shift at the club, by the way. I owe you.”
His eyes twinkle and hold mine for a long, drawn out moment. “I guess it’s a good thing you’re fucking the boss isn’t it?”
I am… fucking the boss. The boss that’s old enough to be my father. The boss that’s also my mother’s ex-man-friend. Does that make himmycurrent man-friend? I’m unsure what any of this means and a sudden wave of worry washes over me. This is still a temporary arrangement. I don’t want there to be an end date, but she’s bound to find out and when she does, she’ll disown me for sure.
“I have something for you. It may help with everything plaguing that adorable head of yours.” His voice is low and husky now. “Turn back around.”
Ryker
“Turn around? Why?” The look on her face is a mixture of confusion and lust. She thinks I’m going to fuck her again. Spoiler alert, I’m not. But I am going to give her something to distract her from what I expect will be a less than pleasant visit with her mother.
My brows lift at her hesitance. She smartly turns to face the mirror and meets my eyes behind her. I give her a cocky smile as I reach up and place my hand around the back of her neck and push, bending her in half over the countertop. She lets out a slight gasp when her warm skin makes contact with the cool marble.
I run my hand slowly down her back until I’m at her waist, then slide her sweater up and grab the top of her leggings and panties, yanking them down her ass, stopping midway down her thighs.
Jesus fucking Christ.
I grip both voluptuous cheeks and squeeze, letting out a low growl, because I do want to fuck her. But there’s no time for that, so I will my cock to stand the fuck down.
“You know I’m going to fuck this ass one day, right?” She lets out what sounds like a moan. “You like that thought, don't you? You want Daddy to fuck this tight hole?”
“It makes me nervous,” she admits. I’m proud of her for telling me.
“I know, baby.” I spread her cheeks and peer down at her tight, puckered hole. The things that run through my head that I want to do to this woman are unspeakable. Staring at her most forbidden hole is not helping my current situation as my dick continues to grow. “Don’t worry. It’s not happening yet, but it will happen eventually. For now, I’m going to give you something to remember me by, while you’re at dinner.”
I reach in my pocket and grab the metal plug I bought just for her. Although, I never thought I'd be putting it in her myself. Holding her open with my left hand, I spit, letting it drip down to where I need it. She gasps lightly, and I can see in the mirror, her face is flush, aside from her pinkened cheeks. She licks her lips, wetting them as I start to press the toy to her hole. When her muscles tense and she starts to stand, I press my body to hers and give her the reassurance she needs. “Relax and take a deep breath baby.” She does as I say, and begins to wiggle her hips as I press the toy gently, breaching her back entrance, captivated as the muscle stretches around the hard plug and slowly disappears. It’s not large by any means, but it’s enough that she should notice it throughout the evening. The end isshaped like a handle with a ring at the end, that can be used forotherthings, like predicament bondage, but that’s more Hayes’ thing than mine.
“Good girl,” I praise as I pull her underwear and pants back up, followed by a sharp smack to her ass for good measure. “You’ll wear this plug until I see you again later this evening. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” She stands, straightening her clothes and swipes her hands down her front to put herself back together as she turns back to face me. Then she’s shifting back and forth on her feet with a confused look on her face. “It feels strange, but I don’t think I hate it. What if I have to go to the bathroom?”
I can’t help but chuckle. “Well, since you don’t pee from your butt, you should be fine there.” Her cheeks heat with embarrassment.
“That’s not what I meant and you know it, Sir,” she glares at me and now I feel like a dick.
“You should be fine. The base is narrow, so it shouldn’t pinch or give you a problem if you’re sitting for any length of time. I trust you to handle it how you need to if anything comes up, but if it falls out, I would prefer you put it back in… if you can.”
“Could it really justfallout?”
Smirking, I squeeze her ass. “Baby, it shouldn’t fall out, but if it does then I guess we’ll have to upgrade to a bigger one, won’t we? I am going to require that you text me if you need to remove it or if you run into any issues.”
She nods slowly. “Yes, Sir.”
Reaching up, I cup her cheeks with both hands and lean down to look directly into her eyes. “I know your mother can be difficult to deal with. Consider this a… distraction. This is your connection to me, even though I’m not with you. And it has the added bonus of training your ass to take my cock.”
“Wait. So I’m supposed to think about youfucking my ass while I’m having dinner with my mother?” she questions.
“I just said think aboutme.But I’m glad you’re already thinking about me fucking your ass,” I tease. “It’s just a distraction from the heaviness. Simple as that.”
