Opening Up
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“The truth is, Colman means a lot to me. I can’t just turn my back on it when it needs me. My father and uncle, they’ve stopped innovating. They’re satisfied with tires and they don’t think beyond that. Beyond when they both retire. That offends me. Maybe it won’t when I’m their age. But yes, I’m going to do it because someone should fucking care about this business.”
He kissed her forehead. “Yes, they should.”
“What do you think? And don’t say ‘whatever makes you happy.’ I don’t need you to tell me what to do. I want your input.”
“I think you should do it. It’s going to be tough and there’ll be a high chance of family drama, but you know that. You want to do this. If for no other reason than that, I’d support you. But you need to do this, and I understand that. I’ve got your back.”
She went up to her elbow to look at him better. “You do. Thank you for that.”
“My heart.” He cupped her cheek. “Didn’t see you coming at all. And once I did, you were faster and cornered me. Thank god you never fucking give up, huh?”
Laughing, she bent to kiss him. “You let me catch you. You wanted what I have going on.”
He rolled, laying her flat on her back, looming over her. “Yes. I do, every moment of the day. Speaking of which, I promised you orgasms earlier.”
“So hard I saw stars. If you wanted to be really accurate, I mean.”
“Top drawer. Blue silk bag.” He paused. “Yes, for now. Bring me the bag.”
She licked her lips, her pupils big, a flush on her skin before she padded over to his dresser, where he kept most of their toys and gear. While her back was to him he took the opportunity to look at her ass in those little panties he’d be divesting her of shortly.
Then she turned and it was the way her nipples pressed against the front of her tank top that caught his attention.
She came to him, handing the bag over. He got to his feet, licking his way up her neck.
She took his hand and guided it to her pussy, pulling the fabric of her panties aside.
Ready? Hell yes. So hot and wet they both groaned.
“Of course I’m ready. I’ve been waiting for you,” she murmured as he pulled his fingertips away.
When she said stuff like that it sort of unraveled him. That raw honesty regarding how much she desired him was the hottest thing.
One-handed, he pulled her tank top up and off. She smiled, one brow rising. “So.” He opened the bag and slid the magnetic clamps into his palm. “We tried clamps before, but they weren’t right for your piercings. Let’s try these.”
He kissed along her jaw and neck before playing with her nipples, making them harder.
He put each clamp on, letting the magnets and the bars through her piercings work together.
She sucked in a sharp breath as the sensation bolted through her. Still, more pain than she preferred was in her face.
“Give it a moment. I think it might help if you come.”
He stroked over her arms and back as he kissed her, as she lost the tension of fighting the pain and gave over to it once it began to change into pleasure.
“Now you need the egg.”
She swallowed hard but managed to grab the little case and bring it back to him.
“Put it in.”
She rested a foot on his calf and slid the egg-shaped vibrator inside her pussy.
And hummed.
He played these games, but she always won because she was so sexy and gorgeous she got to him, challenged his control.
Asa took the remote from her and set it low, watching her nipples darken as she got hotter. And then that second flush of pleasure as the clamps worked against all that blood rushing to her nipples.
“Giving you pleasure is my addiction. Did you know that?”
She smiled.
“But my pleasure is to watch you give yourself pleasure.”
He moved to sit back against the pillows and watch as she chose the wingback chair across from the bed.
And spread her thighs wide.
“I’ll let you know what I want you to do with your hands,” he admonished as she played her fingers against her clit. She did it again, her gaze locked on his.
“Someone needs it bad.”
“It’s your fault, Asa.”
“How is it my fault, beautiful?”
“You’re you. You’re so sexy and hot and you’re mine and I want to shout it out everywhere I go. Yes, people, this is in my bed using all that on me. I never imagined getting anything as amazing as you in my stocking on Christmas morning.”
“That’s good enough that I’ll let you touch your clit. Slow. I don’t want you to rush, even though I know how greedy you are. I’m going to use the flogger after this. Just thought you should know.”
She gasped like she’d been underwater too long and he had to close his eyes just a moment to get himself back under control once more.
He got up to retrieve the longer-handled flogger. He squeezed it hard enough to make the leather creak, enough that she heard it too.
“I haven’t used this one in a while. But after you come, I’m going to flog you until your skin is hot and pretty pink. Then I’ll shove my cock in you and take those clamps off.”
She shivered.
He moved to her, trailing the tails of the flogger over her shoulders. She turned her head and licked over his cock, eyes on him as she slid the flat of her tongue against the slit.
He flicked the next-highest setting on the egg, watching her eyelids go half-mast.
He kissed her forehead. “Yes, they should.”
“What do you think? And don’t say ‘whatever makes you happy.’ I don’t need you to tell me what to do. I want your input.”
“I think you should do it. It’s going to be tough and there’ll be a high chance of family drama, but you know that. You want to do this. If for no other reason than that, I’d support you. But you need to do this, and I understand that. I’ve got your back.”
She went up to her elbow to look at him better. “You do. Thank you for that.”
“My heart.” He cupped her cheek. “Didn’t see you coming at all. And once I did, you were faster and cornered me. Thank god you never fucking give up, huh?”
Laughing, she bent to kiss him. “You let me catch you. You wanted what I have going on.”
He rolled, laying her flat on her back, looming over her. “Yes. I do, every moment of the day. Speaking of which, I promised you orgasms earlier.”
“So hard I saw stars. If you wanted to be really accurate, I mean.”
“Top drawer. Blue silk bag.” He paused. “Yes, for now. Bring me the bag.”
She licked her lips, her pupils big, a flush on her skin before she padded over to his dresser, where he kept most of their toys and gear. While her back was to him he took the opportunity to look at her ass in those little panties he’d be divesting her of shortly.
Then she turned and it was the way her nipples pressed against the front of her tank top that caught his attention.
She came to him, handing the bag over. He got to his feet, licking his way up her neck.
She took his hand and guided it to her pussy, pulling the fabric of her panties aside.
Ready? Hell yes. So hot and wet they both groaned.
“Of course I’m ready. I’ve been waiting for you,” she murmured as he pulled his fingertips away.
When she said stuff like that it sort of unraveled him. That raw honesty regarding how much she desired him was the hottest thing.
One-handed, he pulled her tank top up and off. She smiled, one brow rising. “So.” He opened the bag and slid the magnetic clamps into his palm. “We tried clamps before, but they weren’t right for your piercings. Let’s try these.”
He kissed along her jaw and neck before playing with her nipples, making them harder.
He put each clamp on, letting the magnets and the bars through her piercings work together.
She sucked in a sharp breath as the sensation bolted through her. Still, more pain than she preferred was in her face.
“Give it a moment. I think it might help if you come.”
He stroked over her arms and back as he kissed her, as she lost the tension of fighting the pain and gave over to it once it began to change into pleasure.
“Now you need the egg.”
She swallowed hard but managed to grab the little case and bring it back to him.
“Put it in.”
She rested a foot on his calf and slid the egg-shaped vibrator inside her pussy.
And hummed.
He played these games, but she always won because she was so sexy and gorgeous she got to him, challenged his control.
Asa took the remote from her and set it low, watching her nipples darken as she got hotter. And then that second flush of pleasure as the clamps worked against all that blood rushing to her nipples.
“Giving you pleasure is my addiction. Did you know that?”
She smiled.
“But my pleasure is to watch you give yourself pleasure.”
He moved to sit back against the pillows and watch as she chose the wingback chair across from the bed.
And spread her thighs wide.
“I’ll let you know what I want you to do with your hands,” he admonished as she played her fingers against her clit. She did it again, her gaze locked on his.
“Someone needs it bad.”
“It’s your fault, Asa.”
“How is it my fault, beautiful?”
“You’re you. You’re so sexy and hot and you’re mine and I want to shout it out everywhere I go. Yes, people, this is in my bed using all that on me. I never imagined getting anything as amazing as you in my stocking on Christmas morning.”
“That’s good enough that I’ll let you touch your clit. Slow. I don’t want you to rush, even though I know how greedy you are. I’m going to use the flogger after this. Just thought you should know.”
She gasped like she’d been underwater too long and he had to close his eyes just a moment to get himself back under control once more.
He got up to retrieve the longer-handled flogger. He squeezed it hard enough to make the leather creak, enough that she heard it too.
“I haven’t used this one in a while. But after you come, I’m going to flog you until your skin is hot and pretty pink. Then I’ll shove my cock in you and take those clamps off.”
She shivered.
He moved to her, trailing the tails of the flogger over her shoulders. She turned her head and licked over his cock, eyes on him as she slid the flat of her tongue against the slit.
He flicked the next-highest setting on the egg, watching her eyelids go half-mast.
