CHAPTER25
BREAKFAST
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We tumble into the house,laughing and kissing, and laughing more. Fuck, I’ve never felt this good after an event. Usually I’m so beat I come home and crash, but this incredible woman has given me my life back. I don’t think I could ever repay her for the ways she makes me feel…alive. Whole. Hopeful for the future.
“Wait, Devin?”
“Nope. Not here. He’s on a road trip! Gone for two more days.” I toss her heels into the hallway. We’ll get them later. “It’s just us, Sunshine. You, and me, and that fucking dress.”
“And a bag of tricks upstairs that we’ve barely unpacked,” she says with a wink. “How about we grab a snack, make out in the pool, and?—”
Lulu and Pongo both barrel down the stairs towards us and I have to scoop Ren up to keep her from getting knocked down, but at least she’s laughing at the whole thing. She belongs here, in my arms and laughing like nothing in the world matters anymore.
“Okay, so those two idiots are here, too.”
“Aww, be nice to them!” she chides as she wraps her arms around my neck and nips at my bottom lip.
“Nice? Do you have any idea what these two eat? Nice!” I snicker and put her back on the ground, where Pongo immediately starts licking her hand. She drops, and he licks her face. “Hey! Mine! Ya dick. What’s gotten into you two?”
I poke my head into the living room and nothing there appears out of place, so I tell Ren to stay with the dogs and I go check out the upstairs. I’ve got a small den setup with a TV and a bunch of book shelves. There's a pillow on the floor, but Lulu loves to toss them off the couch. Nothing out of place there.. I turn to the bedroom and I throw my hands up.
“Are you fucking serious?”
“What’s the matter?”
“Well, I left the closet open. I owe you a new vibrator. Or three?”
She hurries up the stairs and sees the remains of her toys on the floor. All in pieces, all covered in drool and tooth marks. Lulu comes dancing up behind me with a bright pink piece of silicone stuck in her teeth.
“Oh my god, will they be okay?”
“The dogs? Yeah. Your toys, not a chance, sweetheart.” I kiss the side of her head before I get the piece out of Lulu’s teeth and we head into the room.
This would be one hell of a picture for the paps. I’m in a designer suit, she’s in her dress, and we’re on the floor picking up pieces of vibrators. Cover story material right there. When it’s finally picked up, I shoo the dogs out to their beds for a while. Closing my eyes, my head falls back and thuds against the door while I let out a sigh and enjoy a moment of silence. I enjoy it even more when her hands dance up my shirt and pull my tie off.
“I never even got to play with them. We can order more tonight, anything you want, baby.”
“Relax, I’ve got you now, and I just want to take care of you for a while,” she whispers. “Keep your eyes shut—why are you so fucking tall?”
I bend my knees so she can reach and better secure the makeshift blindfold. The darkness makes me sleepy, but my other senses are kicking into high gear to make up for the blindness. She smells like champagne, and every kiss tastes like it, too, only better.
“No touching,” she says. I whine, but she ignores me. “If you touch me or yourself without permission, you’re not going to come tonight.”
“Okay, okay. I promise.” She has me stand there while she’s rustling around the room, pulling different things out of her bag. I hope the dogs didn’t get their teeth into anything she planned to use on me tonight. Part of me still can’t believe I’m doing this. The other part wants to please her, to let go and give her all of me.
“Take off your pants, keep your boxers and shirt on. Once that’s done, take off the blindfold,” she commands, so I do as she asked, feeling around for somewhere to hang the pants. She guides my hands so I can find a chair. When I take off the blindfold, I can only stare. “On your knees, baby.”
When I hesitate, she clicks her tongue in disappointment, but it’s not my fault. Not really. She slides the slit in her dress over, revealing the bright pink dildo sticking out of her..
“Ren, I don’t?—”
“It’s a strap-on. Don’t worry. I’m not going to fuck you with it. Not yet, anyhow.”
“Yet?”
“Oh, I have a feeling you’re going to beg me for that soon enough. But you already know I’m not going to hurt you or do anything you don’t like.” She crosses the room and I watch her cock bob up and down. If I wasn’t so nervous, I’d be laughing. When she comes back to me, she reaches out and cups my dick. “We’re going to work on this bratty bullshit you keep trying to pull. What’s the safe word?”
