Zoe’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. “S&M? You? No?”
I nodded without embarrassment. It was what it was. I said, “The whole shebang. Cuffs, clamps, gags, blindfolds, bars –”
“Whips?” she asked, slurring the word.
“No whips,” I said. “Although a good open-handed spanking is not out of the realm of possibilities.”
“You pervert!” Zoe giggled.
“Coming from the girl who fucked a married man in a public bathroom.”
“Hey, we’re talking about you, not me,” she said. “I never should have told you that story.”
“Again, I’ve done far worse,” I said with a smile. “Yeah, well, the lady that introduced me to S&M was married to this tech billionaire who hired a detective and we got caught with our pants down, so to speak. I almost lost everything, and Martin saved my ass. Since then, I’ve been careful, but I do love the toys, the pleasure, the pain. It’s like an addiction.”
Zoe tapped the fingernail to my chin again. “I can’t say I’m surprised.”
I wrapped my fingers around her hand and held it there. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Oh, come on,” she said. “You were always the kind of guy who needed to be in control. Always on top, always demanding, always pulling the strings. I’m not surprised you ended up using a few toys to up the ante.”
“That’s fucking harsh,” I said, even though it was true.
“The truth can be harsh,” Zoe replied, her voice fading a bit. She leaned her head on the back of the couch and closed eyes. I loved the way her hair fell across her face and the light off her skin. Something inside me began to stir. A feeling that started as a tingle in my chest, then worked its way down to my cock. Jesus, was I getting hard? Holy fuck…
Zoe opened her eyes and gave me an odd look. “You okay?”
I forced
a smile and picked up the wine glass to help hide the huge bulge in my pants. “Yes, sure, I’m fine.”
She smiled and pushed herself up into a sitting position, rubbing the back of her head. “Well, I need to get to bed.”
I drank the rest of my wine in one quick gulp and slapped my knees. “That’s my cue,” I said, getting up. I picked up my jacket and held it in front of me. “It’s been great seeing you again.”
She grabbed my hand as I started to walk away. The look in her eyes was familiar, but I wasn’t stupid. I didn’t want to get my hopes up.
“Stay,” she said quietly. “Sleep here tonight.”
“On the couch?” I asked. “Or…”
She moved in close, her arms going around my waist, pressing her body to mine. My erection grew. It pushed into her stomach. She pressed her wet lips to mine. She clenched my ass in her hands and ground her pussy into me.
“In my bed,” she whispered, her breath hot in my ear. “I want you to fuck me, Chad. Like you used to.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Chad
I couldn’t fucking believe what was happening, but I didn’t hold back. I played right into it, of course. Did I expect this to happen? Well, not expected, but definitely hoped that it would. There was a part of me that was totally okay with letting the night be what it was. But this was a turn that I wasn’t going to say no to.
We somehow managed to strip off our clothes as we stumbled and fumbled our way to her bedroom. I kicked open the door with her in my arms. By the time we made it to the side of her bed, we were completely naked and there was no turning back now.
Her melon breasts were mashed against my chest, her nipples hard like little rocks, and she tasted like wine when her tongue briefly playing across my lips. The kiss was long and hungry, and even though I was holding her tight against me, I felt like she wanted to crawl in deeper. She wrapped one leg around mine, and began to slowly rub her cunt against my thigh.
I kissed her neck, her shoulders, but wasted no time going for her breasts. Her nipples stood up like saluting soldiers, and I swirled them in my lips hungrily, nibbling on them, sucking them, forcing her to moan and grind her pussy against my thigh even harder. I remembered how sensitive her nipples were, and that had not changed. I attacked them with vigor, and she clutched my head to her tighter, wanting more of the same.
I was so fucking turned on, my cock was pulsing with every kiss, every moan, every hot breath against my ear. I turned her around and pushed her forward on the bed, pressing my cock between her ass cheeks, almost losing it completely when she began grinding against me. I leaned in and squeezed one breast while I reached down with my other hand and slipped two fingers between her pussy lips. I found her clit quickly, and she began to grind even harder as I worked my magic.
Her moans grew louder, and her hand snaked behind her and around my head, pulling me to her, her fingers clenching in my hair as I worked.