Page 23 of Excitable Boy
“Did my pet just come again?” He sounded amused.
She nodded, unable to do much other than moan around her ball gag.
He paused, removed the blindfold, but left the ball gag in place. He smiled down at her with his handsome green eyes, a dark and playful gaze she’d missed so goddamned much.
“One well-cummed and stuffed pet, coming up,” he teased, smiling. He hadn’t shaved in several days, scruffy stubble shadowing his cheeks in addition to his mustache and goatee, his hair disheveled—he was overdue a haircut, too.
He pinned her hands over her head as he fucked her, every stroke deep and hard and driving her over the edge one last time. Her body clamped down on the toy in her ass and his cock and she moaned around the ball gag.
“That’s it, pet. Such a good….girl…for…me.” He finished buried deep inside her, panting, leaning in to trace her lips with his tongue where they were parted by the ball gag. “So helpless, and sweet,” he whispered, smiling down at her. “My very good girl. Was that a good start?”
She nodded, not even bothering to slurp back drool because she knew it made him hot anyway. “Yeth, Thir,” she mumbled around the gag.
He giggled and sat up so he could unbuckle it. “I cannotbelieve you locked your keys in the car at the airport.”
She laughed. “Did I earn extra punishment for that?”
He helped her sit up and nuzzled noses with her. “No, if I was going to punish you for anything, it would’ve been for flying out to Denver without telling me, but I can’t even punish you for that. Not in good conscience.”
She draped her arms around him. “Happy belated anniversary, Sir.”
He kissed her. “Happy belated anniversary, pet.”
They cleaned up, he let her remove the butt plug, and they headed to bed, the cats insisting on sleeping on the end of the bed.
As she snuggled in his arms with him spooned around her back, she sighed, contented. “Love you, Sir.”
“Love you, too, pet,” he mumbled, sounding like he was already half asleep.
She decided to join him.
