Christmas With Nathan (10 page)

I could tell from the way she was trying to grind her thighs together that she was still desperate for release, as was I, so I decided to indulge her now to help take the edge off her frustration so she could enjoy everything else I had planned for her.

Moving to the foot of the bed I very gently ran the tip of one finger up the sole of her left foot, causing a very satisfying shudder to run through her body. ‘Spread these gorgeous legs for me, baby,’ I murmured, slightly embarrassed by how croaky my voice sounded.

Stella obliged, her thighs parting until her ankles were closer to the bedposts. The lighting was dim, but it in no way disguised just how ready she was between her legs. Swallowing hard I literally couldn’t drag my eyes away. Christ. Just looking was nearly made me come in my jeans. Clearing my throat to regain some of my failing control, I picked out another of the pieces of equipment I had packed for our trip – cuffs, with a soft lining, perfect for restraining wrists or ankles.

Leaning down, I secured one of the fur-lined cuffs around an ankle then secured it around the bedpost before repeating with her other leg. I had cuffs for her wrists too, but for what I had planned next she’d probably want her hands free, so I left them on the bed.

Back when we’d first got together, I’d told Stella that I would always push her limits, but since the pregnancy I hadn’t indulged myself. Allowing a wicked grin to spread on my lips, I bent and picked up the crop, before casually weighing it in my hand. Time to push her boundaries a little and put this crop to good use.

‘Turn your hands palm upwards,’ I instructed softly, a command that Stella followed immediately. I knew she trusted me, but one of the reasons for that trust was that I always explained what I was going to do in full. Tonight would be no different, I wanted –
needed
– her to feel safe with the crop.

Moving to her right hand side I gripped the handle and placed the end of the crop in the centre of her palm so the leather tab was flat against her skin. With a swift flick of my wrist, I gave her hand a small tap with the crop. Perhaps it had been a little more than a tap, but it would only have given a small sting to the skin, which would have immediately warmed pleasantly.

‘My swats tonight shall be no harder than that,’ I promised. ‘What colour are you?’ I murmured, wanting to check she was definitely OK with the crop before I continued.

‘Green, Sir.’

Green
. Excellent. And her breathless voice was rather pleasing too. Not to mention arousing.

Moving the tab of the crop to her stomach, I gently trailed it across her quivering skin, tickling and arousing her further by beginning to bring the crop down on all of her erogenous zones while also occasionally adding swats to her nipples which caused her back to arch off the bed in pleasure. She was so fucking responsive. While my right hand continued to tease her with the crop, I dropped my left hand between her legs and inserted one finger into her to check how close she was. Judging from the way she practically sucked my finger inside her, she was right on the brink. Perfect.

Time for my next test. ‘This may be quite intense, Stella,’ I warned her, before moving to the end of the bed and kneeing between her ankles. Then, placing the tab of the crop on her groin, I gently ran it once against her skin before starting up a light, but rapid series of taps to her clitoris.

‘Oooohh …’ Stella’s back arched dramatically as her face turned bright red and her hands clutched great handfuls of the duvet.

‘Colour?’ I demanded through gritted teeth. God, she looked so fucking sexy submitting to me like this.

‘Green! Definitely green, Sir.
Oh, God …
’ Her voice was high and breathy as her orgasm approached, but I didn’t relent with my strikes, keeping with the fast taps to her swollen clitoris until she flung her head back and cried out as her climax hit. And what a climax it was. Her whole body was convulsing with the power of her release, her hands grasping the bedding so fiercely that she had pulled the sheets off to reveal the mattress below. I continued with the crop, marginally slowing my movements until I could see her coming down from her peak with a satisfyingly dazed look on her face.

Placing the crop on the bedside table, I vaguely pulled the sheets back into place before climbing onto the bed, gathering her head into my lap, and resting back against the headboard. Ideally, I would have liked to snuggle properly while she recovered, but her feet were still bound to the bed – exactly where I wanted them for my next trick – so my gentle strokes through her hair would have to do for now.

‘OK, sweetheart?’ I asked, hoping that she had enjoyed the crop as much as I had. Apparently beyond speech, Stella merely hummed contentedly as I continued to stroke her damp hair from her brow with a satisfied smile on my face.

Once Stella had calmed and recovered, I bent over to place several kisses on her lips. ‘Still up for more?’ I enquired, preying she would say yes so I could ease the throbbing in my poor, swollen cock. If she said no, then I was headed for a marathon shower session on my own.

‘Oh, definitely yes,’ she replied keenly. Thank God for that. Sliding from the bed, I stood up and reached into my pocket to pull out the rest of the voucher book, wafting it teasingly in the air.

‘Seeing how we have the whole night alone I thought I’d use a few more of these,’ I murmured, before selecting the voucher I wanted to use and ripping it out slowly.

Walking around the side of the bed so I was level with her head, I held the voucher out at arms’ length so she could read it.
Sixty-Nine Time
.

I’d already signed the voucher in preparation, and as she re-read the words I saw the look of excitement cross her face as she rapidly licked her lips. We didn’t do this position often, as I tended to like to lead our bedroom action and this made me feel less in control as I often came far faster than I liked, but I knew Stella enjoyed it, so for tonight I would compromise.

Placing the voucher down on the bedside table, I took my time removing my jeans and kicking them off before pushing my boxers down my legs, my cock falling into my palm, heavy and hard and already damp with excitement. I was fully aware that Stella’s eyes were now fixated on what I had revealed, so I loosely gripped myself at the base and gave several lazy pulls on my desperate shaft to tease her.

A whimper left Stella’s lips so with a wicked grin I climbed onto the bed, placing a quick kiss on her lips before manoeuvring myself above her with my head between her legs and my pulsing cock hanging just above her lips. Splaying my legs slightly to lower my hips, Stella lifted her head and enveloped me into her mouth, sucking me in far deeper than I had expected.

Holy fuck, that was incredible. Groaning at just how good her tongue felt, I dropped my own head and began teasing and licking her, concentrating on the needy bundle of nerves at the top. Her skin was still hot from her earlier climax, her clit swollen from all of the attention.

One of Stella’s hands slid up my thigh until it was between my legs, cupping my balls and gently tugging on the sensitive skin as her other hand wrapped around the base of my shaft, adding to the pressure and pleasure that she was giving me.

Given how worked up we both were tonight it wasn’t surprising that both of our climaxes were already fast approaching. I felt Stella’s flesh beginning to quiver and tense below my lips as her hips lifted to assist in grinding herself against my face, a move I took full advantage of by sucking her clit into my mouth and biting down gently. That one small move was enough to send Stella over the edge again, her climax suddenly rushing up on her as fresh moisture met my lips and her hips jerked below me. Luckily for me, her climax caused her to gasp and groan around my cock, Stella’s warm breath heightening my arousal no end until I could feel my balls tightening. Sensing my impending orgasm she sucked furiously on me as she rode out her own climax, the force of her sucking pushing me into joining her as I gave a grunt and thrust my hips further into her mouth with a shout. I came jerkily on her tongue in a series of hot, jerking spurts that caused a shudder of enjoyment to rip through my entire body as I struggled not to collapse on top of her.

Holy shit. After my climax, I was starting to like that position more. A hell of a lot more. Pressing onto my forearms, I took a second to draw in a breath as Stella gently let my spent cock slip from her mouth and licked me clean. Climbing off, I reached down and undid the cuffs at her ankles and then swivelled myself around to lie next to her. Gathering her lax body against mine, we both lay in sated silence for several minutes, content to simply be there with each other.

After we both dozed for a while, I felt Stella stir beside me, one of her hands sliding down my belly and loosely cupping my resting cock. My eyebrows flew up as a grin spread on my lips. Well, well, it seemed my girl was set on making the most of our uninterrupted night. Her move was enough to kick-start my libido all over again, so I rolled onto my stomach until I could reach the bedside table and grab the voucher booklet.

‘How tired are you, Stella? Because I still feel like burning through a few more of these tonight.’

Watching Stella as she rolled over and licked her lips, I saw no signs of tiredness, only an excited anticipation twinkling in her eyes. ‘I’m wide awake, Sir,’ she whispered softly, her eyes blinking slowly as her cheeks flushed with her returning lust.

‘Perfect.’ And she really was.

‘You pick one to start us off,’ I offered, flicking the booklet toward her as I rolled off the bed to get a drink of water.

Returning to the side of the mattress, I passed Stella a glass of water as she held up her chosen voucher with an anticipatory gleam in her eye. Looking down, I took the paper, a grin stretching my mouth as I read the title she had picked.

“Toy time”.

My little minx had obviously spotted a few more toys on the bed that we hadn’t used yet. Fantastic, I loved playing with her body.

Nodding, I straightened my posture and tried to get my head back in its Dom space. I liked making her wait a little as it always raised the anticipation, so I wandered to the bathroom to splash water on my face.

My mind was focusing on what I was about to do, but I couldn’t help a smile curving my lips as I thought about how bloody lucky I was – this was looking like the best end to a year possible, which gave me hugely high hopes for the New Year to come; the house I had designed for my family was well under way, my incredible baby boy was growing bigger, stronger, and more handsome by the day, and best of all, Stella, my partner, lover, soulmate, and occasional submissive, was still managing to keep me on my toes and surprise me with how well she understood and loved me.

Returning to the bedroom, I picked up the flogger again, this time also grabbing the unused vibrator and a slim anal plug. I saw Stella’s shiver of excitement as I collected the three toys and climbed back on the bed beside her to claim her mouth in a kiss.
Mine
.

As my tongue duelled with hers, she moaned into my mouth, her arousal already so potent I could practically taste it on my tongue. Yep, life really didn’t get any better than this.

THIRTEEN

STELLA

Bright light played across my face as I lay in bed resolutely trying to ignore it. Opening my eyes just the tiniest fraction to see the source of my disturbance, I squinted at the piercing sunlight flowing in through the thin curtains. Closing my eyes again I sunk back down into the warm, cosy sheets, feeling so relaxed that I could easily fall back to sleep.

My mind was drifting happily in its lazy contentment as I tried to remember the last time I’d been woken up by daylight. Not for ages, not since Will had come along, that was for sure. The little monkey was an early riser, just like his dad. As I was slipping back toward slumber, panic suddenly hit me in the chest like a lead weight and had me jerking upright, throwing the duvet back as I frantically wondered
why
William hadn’t woken me today. Where was he? Was he all right?

My head snapped from side to side as I looked around the room, which further confused my sleep-fuddled brain, because it wasn’t our bedroom. Blinking agitatedly, I rose from the bed on wobbly legs, but it wasn’t until I felt the marginally warm soreness on my bottom and between my legs that I finally came to properly and remembered where I was.

The Cotswolds, in the holiday cottage Nathan had booked. Will wasn’t here because he’d spent the night with Rebecca and Nicholas so Nathan and I could fuck like bunnies. Which we had more than done, I thought with a grin.

Focusing again I nodded my head. Will was safe. Thank God for that. A huge, rushed breath left my lips as my legs gave out and I sank onto the mattress with a relieved sigh, my head spinning from my earlier panicked breathing.

Flopping backwards, I tried to relax my body again as I began to take note of all the small aches in my muscles, not to mention in other far more intimate parts of my body. My cheeks heated and a grin spread on my lips as I recalled last night. Wow. The vouchers I had made Nathan certainly seemed to inspire him, because he really had been in superb form, even pulling out some toys we’d never used before. The crop for one. I hadn’t thought I’d like, but, wow, had I been wrong. I might have been a little surprised by some of the moves he’d pulled, but I couldn’t deny that I’d enjoyed every single thing he’d introduced me to.

Now we had Will, Nathan and I hardly ever got to lie in together and snuggle, so I had hoped he would still be in bed with me this morning, but disappointingly the room was empty. Knowing how protective Nathan was of both William and me though, he was probably already next door with our son checking that he was OK after his first ever night away.

Pushing myself upright with a smile I licked my lips as I allowed myself a few more moments of quiet before heading for a shower.

Once I was showered and dressed, I checked the cottage and found it empty, so headed across to Nicholas and Rebecca’s, the morning air cold against my cheeks, but the sun shining. It looked set to be a glorious day.