Page 41 of Only One Tent
He leaned in and bit my lower lip, tugging it with his teeth. “Let’s go, lawyer-boy.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the door to No Limits.
After we checked our phones and took the breath test, Crow led me down the hall. We passed the Littles room, and I peered in the window, wondering if Danny was there, but I didn’t see him. I followed after Crow down another corridor. If I had to get out of there myself, there was a high probability that I would get lost. But he knew where he was going. At the room he opened the door. It was a different one than last time. This one had a contraption in the center and the floor was padded.
“Shoes off at the door.” He pointed at a shelf beside the entrance. “Might as well put your clothes there too.”
I undressed and sat everything, neatly folded, on the appropriate shelf and turned to watch him.
“Undress me, Skyler.” That was different, but okay. If he liked that, I could do it.
Unlike other daddies here, he didn’t wear the typical leather. His top was a deep burgundy, velvety material and so soft, and it was impossible to resist rubbing my hands all over his chest before I started unbuttoning it. When I finished, I slid my hands inside, touching bare skin. Stretching up on my bare toes and wiggling against him made all the blood in my body rush to my cock. I took a breath and pushed his top over his shoulders and down his arms. “Nice, Skyler. Fold it up.” He pointed to where my clothes were on the shelf, so I added his to the pile.
I reached for his waistband, but he shook his head and pointed at his shoes. Yeah, boots first. They were more like combat boots, and I’d have to untie and partially unlace them. Oh. Well. I squatted to do it, but didn’t like the position, so I got on my knees, thankful for the soft carpeting on the floor and not tile or wood.
“Damn, Skyler. I like you naked on your knees in front of me.”
My cock jumped. Did I like his words or being on my knees for him? Maybe both. I did like it, so it didn’t matter why. I worked his laces and pulled the boots off, setting them on the floor next to mine. Then I stood and reached for that front button on his pants. They weren’t leather. The material was more like cargo pants, but they were black and tight. He had to wiggle his ass as I peeled them off. “You’re going to have fun getting these back on, Daddy.”
He chuckled softly. “Don’t I know it.” I got them down, and he stepped out of them. “These too.” He held his socked foot up, so I pulled them off too.
Finally, we were both naked, but what was next? I looked around the room anxiously. I didn’t know what the fuck was in the middle, but there was a bed in the back of the room and other things hanging on the walls, including a closed cabinet on one side. “What’re we doing?”
Crow stepped closer and pulled my bottom lip from between my teeth. “Don’t do that. I’ve got you.”
I sighed. “I trust you.”
“Okay. This is the swing room.” He nodded to that big contraption.
Now that he said it was a swing, I saw it. “Oh. I get in that?”
“Yes. I’ll help.” He maneuvered me into the cradle on my back and made sure it was steady. “I know it’ll hold your weight, because I’ve been in it.” Now that was a sight to imagine. WhenI laughed, he glared at me. “Enough of that, cheeky boy. Hold your hands up.”
I lifted my hands over my head, and he secured leather cuffs around my wrists.
“Feet here.” He pointed at the stirrup-like straps at the bottom. When I stuck my feet in them, my knees went up and spread open. He wrapped cuffs around both of my ankles. There was no getting out of this unless he let me. “I didn’t use a plug or anything, so I need to get you ready.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
He leaned over and kissed me before getting on his knees between my legs with a cocky smile on his face. He swiped his tongue over my hole, and I closed my eyes. There was nothing like a good rimming, and I planned on enjoying it, if that’s what Daddy wanted to do. He teased and poked the tip of his tongue inside. He licked over my hole and up my taint with the flat of his tongue, then pushed it in again, fucking me with it. After a minute, he stuck his finger beside his tongue, making the fit tighter, and making me moan loudly.
“Mmm…forgot the lube. Damn.” He stood and rushed to the back of the room, where I couldn’t see him.
“Crow?”
“Hold on. I’m here.” He touched my thigh as he came around. “Sorry. I was so excited to taste you, I forgot to grab supplies.” He winked at me.
I wanted to tell him he could lick me anytime he wanted, but I held back. He knew that anyway. But being at the club heightened everything.
He dropped back down between my legs and used the lube and his fingers to work my ass over, hitting my prostate every chance he got. I loved every second of it. Then he kissed and nibbled my thigh before standing. “You ready?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Okay.” He leaned in and kissed me again. “Remember. If you need to stop for any reason, you sayred.”
“Got it. Red.” I nodded, more than ready to get on with it.
He rolled the condom on, and when he looked up at me, his face was so open and hopeful, I wanted to give him everything. “I hope we can stop using these soon. I want to feel your walls gripping me without the barrier.”
“Me too.”
