Page 221 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

Letting himself in, he made sure all the doors were locked before carrying his suitcase upstairs. He quickly unpacked and hung up his uniforms, then left the rest to be dealt with in the morning. Right now, he needed to find his woman.

Pausing in the doorway of her bedroom, he smiled. Alaina was curled up on her side of the bed with the covers pulled to her chin. She looked so peaceful and relaxed. But how could she be? How could she sleep with the plug still inside her?

Stepping into the bathroom for a towel in preparation for what was to come, he found his answer. The small purple plug lay on the counter by the sink.

His smile faded as he took a hand towel down from the drying rack. She’d worn it, but for how long? Until she’d hung up the phone? Or longer? His cock jerked at the thought of how to handle her disobedience.

He never wanted to hurt her, to cause her pain. That wasn’t his scene, but as a dominating, alpha male, Marine Corps pilot, he craved being in control. With Alaina, that control came with the understanding that she could always say no, but she would at least try things his way.

Carrying the plug, lube, and small towel, he headed to bed. It was time for his welcome home party.

Alaina woke to warm hands tracing patterns across the bare skin of her shoulders. Taking a breath, she smiled as Gray’s scent wrapped around her.

“Gray,” she breathed.

“Hello, baby. Were you a good girl today?” Gray curled around her.

“What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be home until tomorrow night.”

Alaina shifted back to press against him. She reached an arm behind her to wrap around his waist, hugging him as best she could. She had missed him so much.

“We finished up this afternoon, so I hurried home to my woman.”

She relaxed as he cupped her breasts and brushed his thumbs over her nipples. He kissed his way from shoulder to earlobe. “Were you good today? How’s that plug feel in your sweet ass?”

Her relaxed muscles stiffened as she remembered. She wasn’t wearing the plug. How would Gray take that news? She’d never openly defied him before.

“It felt strange. Good, but different. It distracted me so much I couldn’t do anything today because I was so horny.”

“Mmmm, that good, huh?” Gray nibbled on her ear, tracing the curve with his tongue.

“It was good for a while, but then it got to be too much. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t read. I couldn’t even sew. I’m sorry, Gray, I had to take it out. Please don’t hate me.”

Her tears surprised her as she moved away from him. She curled into a tighter ball, pulling her legs into her chest, and wrapping her arms around them.

“Shhhh, sweetheart, it’s okay. I could never hate you. I love you too much. I just wish you’d called me, so we could talk it out, but it’s all right.”

His gentle, understanding tone made her misery worse. He shifted behind her, pulling her to lay on her back, then loosened her hold on her legs and straightened her body out to lay full against his.

“Shhhh, baby, stop crying. You’re going to make yourself sick.” He rubbed one palm from tits to clit and back again in a gentle soothing circle. “I should have known all day would be too much for your first time. I’m sorry, baby.” He brushed away her tears and cuddled her until she stopped crying.

“I am sorry, Gray. I thought I could do it.”

“When did you take it out?”

Alaina turned her head to look at the clock on the nightstand before turning back. “About two hours ago. I also came three times in the shower once I took it out,” she admitted in a guilty whisper.

Gray stared at his woman, stunned by her answer. She’d left the plug in all day. She had done what he asked of her, putting in his gift and keeping it in all day. That knowledge sent another pulse of arousal to his shaft, sending his lust level to a new, painful height.

“Baby, you did well by keeping it in that long. I’m so proud of you. Now, I need your mouth on me. Suck my cock, baby.”

He watched with growing excitement as she traced her hands down his muscled chest and the eight pack abs to the wet tip of his cock.

“Oh my. You are big and hard. Does it hurt?” She shifted lower on the bed as her hands traced his length before moving to his tight, aching balls. “Was it the thought of me wearing that plug? Or what you’re going to do to me after my ass is all trained and ready for you?”

“Baby, please,” Gray demanded through gritted teeth. His hips began thrusting, pushing his cock toward her mouth.

“Give it to me, Gray. Come for me.” She opened her mouth over his cock, swirling her tongue over the head once before closing her lips and sliding him deep into her mouth.

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