Page 97 of Retribution
“Hence, the options that I’m going to present.”
“Yes, sir, Mr. CEO,” she teases before her face contorts in pain.
“This is my top choice,” I say quickly. “I’d usually sandwich this between two others, but I’m not going to beat around the bush. I bought a strap on that’ll fill your tight cunt and make you come while you fuck me. Do you want that?”
“Oh…” Isolde shudders as she slicks even more, all over my pants. I don’t particularly care about the mess. I’ll just have to pay my staff more this month.
Easing away from her, I can feel my chest vibrating as she reaches for me.
“I’m going to be right back,” I promise, reaching underneath the bed for a box.
I tossed in lube as well after I opened it to see how it worked yesterday. The Naughty Tote came in clutch with delivery, even though there was a note that there may be a backorder.
I swear, everyone must be getting pegged for a toy like this to go on backorder. The freaks have entered the chat I guess.
Putting it on the bed, I show Isolde the toy.
“This bulb here goes inside of you to help hold the toy in place, and then this clitoral part will vibrate for you,” I explain. “And then you can fuck me with your?—”
“Cock,” Isolde says, a grin splitting over her face. God, even her eyes light up. “Orgasms sound good right now. I hurt, Lucas.”
Pulling off my pants, my cock bounces up to hit my abs. Her eyes widen, and I worry that I’ve scared her, even though I know she’s seen it before.
“Your cock is really pretty,” she says in a dopey way. “I almost forgot.”
“Thank you,” I say, smirking. “On your knees for me, little omega.”
Sighing, she preens as she gets up from the bed to spread her knees wide for me. There’s so much slick, the toy easily slides inside of her. Isolde doesn’t realize this, but the bulb of this toy is just as large as an alpha knot. It’ll also inflate with a remote control that I place on the mattress.
While taking a knot can hurt, slick or lube is the key to everything.
Let’s see how well I take one. Turnabout is fair play or whatever they say, right?
“Such a good girl,” I murmur, pulling away the clitoral part of the toy to expose her clit to me before I suck hard on it.
“I don’t want you to stop,” she moans.
She doesn’t have to tell me twice. Clicking the button so that the bulb inside of her also vibrates, I use it to thrust back and forth inside of her as I suck on her bundle of nerve endings.
Isolde holds tightly to my hair as she rides my face, her head dropping back as she releases pornographic sounds. Taking a chance, I click the button to slowly inflate the bulb until she comes for me screaming.
When I rebuild this house, I need to ensure that there is more insulation so sound doesn’t carry.
“You’re amazing,” I groan, licking my lips as I get up.
“The bulb feels…odd,” she says, but not as if it hurts.
“It’s your own knot,” I explain. “Does it bother you?”
“It should, but it doesn’t. I’ve had toys with knots before. This feels different.”
“You’re going to need something to help the cramps, and if it’s not my knot, an artificial one will have to do.”
“Bossy Alpha,” Isolde purrs. “Get on all fours for me. If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you knot me.”
Moving into the middle of the bed, I spread my legs as I give her the best ass up, head down position that I can. I love when she laughs, because I don’t want her to be in pain. Sex should be as much passion as it is laughter.
Isolde pops the top of the lube bottle, and I have a feeling that she’s not going to take it easy on me. It’s cold as she liberally pours it over my asshole. Looking over my shoulder as I peek my head up, I’m rewarded with a sharp spank.
