Page 29 of Rory: His to Discipline

“Okay,” she hissed back. “No, no, no, no and sort of,” she answered, each of his questions permanently etched into her mind by a white-hot flame.

“What does ‘sort of’ mean?” he inquired as he slowly pushed her nightshirt higher with each rub.

“It means that I do not mind giving you oral sex,” Tess sighed, avoiding his eyes.

“I asked you if you liked oral sex, not if you enjoyed giving it.”

“I am not sure,” Tess replied trying to wiggle away to no avail. “I do not know,” she finally admitted.

Rory grinned evilly. “Oh, babe,” he sighed in delight. “You’re gonna be fun.” Sliding his hand higher he gently cupped her breast, feeling her nipple rise to the occasion. Moving to her other breast he repeated the caress, adding a plucking motion to the tight bud once it had sprung forth. “Do you have a dildo?” he questioned, never taking his eyes off her expressive face.

“Wha …What?” she asked breathlessly as she arched her back seeking firmer contact with his hand.

“Do you have a dildo,” he drawled, “or a vibrator? It’s a pretty common item, babe.”

“I … yes,” she moaned as his lips claimed one nipple firmly while his hand continued to pluck and worry the other. “Vibrator,” Tess panted.

“Go and get it,” he ordered, gently removing his lips from her breast. Rory resumed kissing and sucking across her collarbone until he reached her neck.

“No.”

Raising his head Rory pinned her with his eyes. “Go and get your vibrator, Tess.”

Tess shook her head. It was embarrassing enough to admit she had one, but she damn well was not going to show it to him.

Pulling her onto her side, Rory gathered her close, his hand rubbing her back soothingly before firmly grasping her bottom. Tess hid her face against his chest, struggling to hold firm to her refusal.

“The way I see it you have a couple of options here, sweetheart. You can get out of this bed and go do as I asked, or I can warm your pretty little bottom for you. You will still get out of bed and get your vibrator, but you will be doing it with a hot, red ass. Now, you choose, babe.”

Tess shoved hard against his shoulder and scrambled from the bed. Stomping to the bathroom she flipped on the light and dug through her bag until she found her toy and stomped back to the bed.

“Here,” she snapped, slapping the distasteful item into Rory’s outstretched hand. She crossed her arms over her chest, her foot tapping silently against the carpet,

“Thank you,” he told her smiling. Rory inspected the small inexpensive toy. Pink hard plastic, it was about five inches long and maybe an inch around. Not very impressive as vibrators went; it had two speeds, slow and slower. After he’d sent her to get it, he had a nightmare vision of Tess returning with a massive tool. Some he’d seen would intimidate even the most well-endowed man. Thankfully, this was not one of them.

Tess continued to glare at him, her ardor cooling fast. How dare he embarrass her in this way?

“Pretty small, isn’t it?” Rory observed tongue in cheek.

“It does the job,” Tess shot back sarcastically.

“Not anymore,” he calmly told her as he pitched the toy across the room. They both heard it crack when it hit the wall. Quickly taking advantage of her surprise, Rory snagged her hand and pulled her next to the bed.

“Take it off,” he ordered, indicating her nightshirt.

With Rory sitting on the bed directly in front of her, Tess did not think she had many options. Lifting the shirt with trembling hands she raised it over her head and dropped it to the floor.

Seeing Tess naked for the first time, sent a jolt through Rory that had him hissing through his teeth. Lord, she was beautiful. Perfectly formed, her honey gold skin glistened in the candlelight. Rory’s gaze traveled slowly from the top of her shining hair, taking in every detail. Her breasts were full, the raspberry nipples puckered and hard. A trim waist flared into nicely rounded hips. At last his eyes settled on her smooth mound and his eyebrow rose in surprise. After a moment, he continued on, taking in her lush thighs, well-formed calves and dainty feet.

Tess stood still, almost frozen in place. Never had anyone looked at her in this way. A blush spread from her chest to her cheeks as she fought for control. Just when she thought she would be okay, a gasp rushed past her lips when Rory firmly cupped her womanhood in his huge hand.

“Did you do this for me?” he asked, looking into her eyes, surprise evident in his voice.

“No, it is the way I prefer it,” Tess insisted, turning her gaze away. Why did he have to be so nosey?

“Funny, I don’t remember you being bare the last time I touched you,” he stated confidently.

“Maybe it’s because the last time you just dove into it. You seemed to be in quite a hurry,” she huffed.