“Hmm, I’m really not sure about that, Daddy.”
He pointed a finger at her. “Enough sass out of you, little one, or I’ll get out my wooden spoon.”
She just giggled.
19
Jason pulled up outside Duke’s place.
“Pull into my driveway,” she suggested, seeing all the vehicles already parked on the road. “I’m going to put this stuff away.”
Duke had mentioned the guys were coming over while Jason took her and Jewel out shopping. She wasn’t sure why Duke didn’t come. She guessed he wanted to give her some space with her friend or something like that. They’d spent most of the day shopping. Her feet hurt. She was hungry, thirsty and she desperately had to pee.
“I’ll get the bags,” Jason rumbled. She guessed that he’d pulled the short straw having to come out with her today, but he hadn’t moaned about it once. Today had been pretty awesome, even if she was exhausted. She searched for her keys in her bag. It was a pain not being able to keep them under one of her flower pots anymore.
Her bladder grew more insistent. There they were. She unlocked the door and sped through. “Make yourself at home! Bathroom break!”
When she came out of the bathroom, Jewel was searching through her kitchen cabinets while Jason stood by awkwardly.
“You got any booze in this place?” Jewel asked.
“No, sorry, I don’t drink much.”
“Seriously? Not even vodka? I mean, that’s barely considered alcohol.”
“It isn’t?” she asked.
Jewel shrugged. “Sure. If you’re Russian.”
“You’re Russian?”
“Nope.” The other woman grinned then grasped hold of her arm. “Come on, let’s get you ready. Jason left your packages in your room.”
Sunny turned to him. “Thanks for coming today. Go over and grab a beer with the guys, you’ve earned it.”
He shook his head. “I’ll wait for you.”
“Well, thanks.” She followed Jewel into her bedroom. “He’s a really nice guy, huh?”
Jewel grinned. “Nice, sure.”
“You don’t think he’s nice?” She raised her eyebrows.
“Uh-huh, I think he’s really nice.”
“How come he doesn’t have a nickname like the others? I didn’t want to ask in case it was a sore point.”
Jewel started laughing. “Jason is his nickname.”
“That’s a weird nickname.” As they talked, she put her new clothes away and Jewel set out her new make-up. She couldn’t believe she’d spent so much money. But everything Jewel had suggested seemed perfect and she’d been unable to resist. She had to go see Ronny tomorrow. She wasn’t looking forward to it but he owed her that money.
“His real name is Pike.”
“Pike? Seriously?”
“Yep.”
Jewel drew out a denim skirt and this cute, pastel blue top that tied at the back with a bow and placed them on the bed. “I think you should wear these.”
She nodded and pulled them on. She’d learned early into their shopping trip that Jewel didn’t have any hang-ups about getting naked in front of her. Not that she should. The woman was built with curves in all the right places.
She dressed then sat while Jewel played with her make-up. “Just going to go light since you don’t need much. Your skin is beautiful.”
She blushed. Jewel wasn’t afraid to hand out praise, but she did it in such a way that Sunny knew she spoke the truth.
“Perfect,” Jewel proclaimed, stepping back to examine her. “You’ve got the lingerie ready?”
“Yep. Oh hell. What if I can’t do it?”
“You can. Believe me, Duke already wants you. The lingerie is just like window dressing. It will give him the push he needs to get over this idea of taking it slow. Remember, blow jobs are king.”
She had to duck her head. She wished she had a tenth of Jewel’s confidence. She stood and took a look at herself in her full-length mirror, barely recognizing the woman who stared back. Jewel had convinced her to get a haircut, nothing major, the hair stylist had lightened it and put in layers so it felt lighter but it had more of a curl to it with the weight out and the highlights mixed in well with her own dark-blonde tones.
The make-up was subtle, but it made her eyes look bigger, her cheeks higher. The clothes were something she’d never dare wear before. The skirt was short and the top tight, yet it was totally her.
“I feel beautiful.”
Jewel stepped up behind her. “You were always gorgeous, Sunny.”
She nodded. “But now, I feel like me. Rather than trying to be someone that someone else wanted me to be. And I look. . .I look happy.”
And that had nothing to do with her clothes.
Jewel winked. “You’re gonna look even happier after you get yourself some.”
“I hope so.”
“You’ll knock him dead, babe. Call me tomorrow and give me all the nasty details.”
She blushed then turned to her friend. “You’re going now?”
Jewel nodded. “Got a shift at the club.”
“Thank you!” Sunny moved on instinct and wrapped her arms around her new friend. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”
Jewel was stiff for a moment then she wrapped her arms around Sunny, holding her tight. “Pleasure was all mine, babe.”
Ink let out a low whistle. “Damn, looking good, Sunny-girl.”
Duke turned and felt his mouth drop open slightly. He placed his bottle of beer down, barely aware of it tipping over and Spike righting it.
Sunny walked up onto the deck, Jason behind her. She was dressed in a short skirt and tight top and her hair was flowing down her back. It looked lighter, curlier and her eyes seemed brighter.
The top stretched across her breasts and accentuated her small waist and those legs of hers. . .hell she wasn’t that tall and yet they looked like they went on forever. He walked towards her, drawing her close, dipping his mouth to kiss her. His tongue slid inside her mouth and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He heard a low whistle then remembered the boys. Not that he cared. In fact, it might be good if they all fucked off.
“Hey, baby.”
“Hi,” she said breathlessly, staring up at him with dazed eyes.
He drew back to look her over. “Looking fucking good, babe. But you always did.”
She gave him a happy look. “I never liked my old clothes. They were old and too big for me. But I like these new outfits. I feel sexy.”
“You look damn sexy, too, Sunny-girl,” Ink commented.
Duke turned to glare at him as Sunny blushed.
“Isn’t it time you assholes hit the road?” Duke told them all.
Ink grinned and leaned back in his chair. “I thought I’d have a drink and shoot the shit with Sunny.”
Spike gave the other man a whack on the head. “Hey!” Ink rubbed at the spot.
“You thought wrong,” Duke growled. “Go.”
Ink sighed, but she saw the humor in his eyes as he stood and finished his beer. They all left quickly, calling out goodbye.
“I didn’t mean to ruin your party.”
“Wasn’t a party, babe. Just a few drinks with the boys. And I’d rather be with you. You had a good time?”
“I really did. Although, I didn’t realize how fit you needed to be to go shopping. My feet hurt.”
“Come inside. I’ll order in some dinner and rub your feet.”
“Rub my feet? Are you serious?”
“Yep.”
“How has no woman ever snapped you up?”
He smiled and kissed her. “Guess I was just waiting for you.”
He gave foot massages.
She already knew she’d hit the lottery but that was just icing on the cake. She groaned as he rubbed a particularly sore spot. They’d ordered in some Chinese and while they were waiting, he massaged her feet.
Pure bliss.
“You got any
plans for tomorrow?” Duke asked her, putting her feet down.
“Ah, yeah, unfortunately I’ve got to go and see my old boss.”
“Why? You want your old job back?”
She was surprised by the question. “No, of course not. If I never saw Ronny again, I’d be happy.”
He frowned. “Then why?”
“He hasn’t paid me the hours he owes me and I need the money.”
“That shithead hasn’t paid you? Why didn’t you say anything?”
She blinked. “Say something?”
He gave her a light shake. “Yeah, babe. Why didn’t you say anything to me? Your boyfriend.”
Her boyfriend. She smiled wide.
“What’s with the Cheshire grin?”
“Did you just make an Alice in Wonderland reference?” she asked.
“Yeah. . .well. . .seems my girl has a thing for tea parties and white rabbits,” he muttered.
“Did you read it?” she asked, delighted.
“It’s not such a big deal, but. . .ahh hell wasn’t going to show you this until tomorrow. Come on.” He grasped hold of her hand and pulled her towards the spare bedroom. He opened the door and switched on the light. She gasped.
“Oh my God, when did you do this?” She stepped into the room and turned around, taking it all in.
He shrugged, looking slightly embarrassed. “Might have done it while you were out with Jewel today. The boys came to help me.”
She paused at that and he walked forward to wrap his arm around her waist. “Don’t worry, they’d never tease you about this. Razor’s wife was a Little. Both Reyes and Ink are Daddy Doms. Spike is, well, Spike. He doesn’t like labels.”
She snorted out a laugh. “Spike doesn’t like anything.”
“So, you like it?”
“Like it? I love it.” The walls were no longer white they’d been painted a pale green. There was a large white, fluffy rug that covered most of the plain brown carpet. The baseboards had been painted white. And covering all of one wall and half of the next wall was a scene from Alice in Wonderland. Alice was there. The rabbit, the Cheshire cat and the Mad Hatter were all there too. As she stared at it more, she could see more and more details. It was beautiful.
On another wall was a quote from the book,
Every adventure requires a first step.
The mustard-colored lamp shade had been replaced with a chandelier. There was also some white furniture. A gorgeous armoire and a desk and padded stool.
“This is truly amazing, but you can’t have organized all of this,” she stated.
His cheeks went slightly ruddy. Was he embarrassed?
“You need a playroom. This room was empty. You told me that Alice in Wonderland is your favorite story. So I ordered some things online and stored them until I got a chance to do all this.”
Tears dripped down her face. Then she turned and flung herself into his arms. “This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. I never had more than some free posters I got from the library to stick on my walls when I was growing up. This is. . .it’s amazing. Thank you!”
He held her tight, lifting her up into his arms. “This isn’t everything.”
“What more could there be?” She pulled back to look up at him.
“Baby girl, you can’t have a playroom without any toys.”
“Toys?”
“Yes, baby, toys. I’m going to take you shopping tomorrow.”
“You’re taking me toy shopping?”
He raised an eyebrow. “You’re saying you don’t want toys to fill your playroom?”
“No, I do. I do. I just. . .we’re going toy shopping.” She smiled widely.
He snorted out a laugh. “I can see that makes you happy.”
She hugged him tight. It did. Although she really did need that last paycheck from Ronny now. Toys didn’t come cheap.
“I can hear you thinking from here.” He carried her out into the hallway and down towards the living room. The doorbell rang and he left her there to get the Chinese. She picked up some forks and met him in the living room.
“I still need to see Ronny,” she told him as she swallowed a mouthful of vegetarian chow mein.
“Nope.”
“Duke, be reasonable. I need that money.”
“Not saying you don’t. But you’re not going to see that asshole. Don’t worry, I’ll get it for you.”
“It’s my problem.” She worried at her lower lip.
“You’re not on your own anymore, baby girl. You’ve got someone in your corner. Someone who doesn’t want you around assholes like that. Someone who can take some of that load off your shoulders.”
“I just don’t want to weigh you down.”
“In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve got big shoulders. I can take it.”
She rolled her eyes. Although they were very, very nice shoulders. She reached over and grabbed the beer she’d asked him to get her. He’d given her a surprised look but hadn’t said anything. She was trying for a bit of Dutch courage. Her new lingerie was stuffed in her handbag and she wasn’t sure she was ready to get it out.
“I’m going to go have a shower,” she said when they were finished eating. She left before he could say anything.
You can do this. You can do this.
She picked up her handbag and carried it into the bedroom, pulling out the teddy and locking herself in the bathroom. After her shower, she pulled on the deep blue silk teddy that had lace over her bottom and pussy with a slit over her lower lips.
It was the sexiest thing she’d ever owned in her life and she would never have had the courage to even buy it let alone wear it without Jewel’s help.
She pulled it on and stepped out into the bedroom, immediately feeling self-conscious. She drew out one of Duke’s T-shirts and slipped it over her head, covering up the teddy. Then she walked out into the living room.
Duke was sitting back on the corner of the sofa, watching T.V. She walked in front of him, watching his eyes move to her. He smiled. “Love the cute PJs, babe, but love you in my shirt more.”
“And what do you think of this?” She tried for sultry, but she thought her voice sounded more timid than anything else. She drew off his T-shirt, revealing the teddy underneath and stood there, just watching him.
Nerves filled her when he just sat there, frozen. Then she dropped to her knees, wincing at the impact.
That could have been more graceful.
“Little rebel?” he asked.
“I don’t want to go slow anymore, Duke. I want you.” She pushed her hand up under his T-shirt, circling his nipple. She heard his breath catch as she ran her finger over the ridges of his abdomen. Then she moved her hand lower to place it over the button of his jeans. “Can I?”
His eyes had grown darker, his breathing coming quicker. “You sure?”
“I’m sure. I want this.”
“Fuck yes.” He sat forward and pulled off his shirt then patted his lap. “Get up here, babe. Let me see you.”
“Actually, I wanted to taste you.” She undid the button of his jeans then pulled down the zipper. “Please?”
“Take a stronger man than me to say no to feeling your lips around my cock.” He raised his hips then shoved his jeans and boxers down, freeing his cock. He shoved them further down his legs, pulling them off until he was completely naked. But she barely noticed, she was too busy staring at his dick.
“Babe? You all right?”
“Greg had a tiny dick. Yours is like a bratwurst and his was a cocktail sausage.”
Duke burst into laughter. “Can’t say I’ve ever had my dick compared to a bratwurst before.”
She went bright red. “Sorry, I’m not very good at this.” She attempted to pull back, to slide away from him but he reached out and wrapped his hand in her hair.
“Uh-uh, babe. Wasn’t laughing at you. I don’t care what you compare my dick to, but maybe we should refrain from talking about Greg’s package, huh?”
“Okay,” she replied breathlessly as he reached out and lightly plucked her nipple.
“Damn, your tits are gorgeous. I have dreamed of sucking on these nipples.”
“You have?”
“Oh, fuck yes. There isn’t much I haven’t dreamed of when it comes to you and then I would wake up with my dick hard and fucking aching. And believe me, my hand just isn’t satisfying.”
She rubbed her thighs together at the idea of him taking his cock in hand.
“You want to watch that?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow.
She nodded. “Is that weird?”
He huffed out a laugh. “Weirder than having my cock compared to a bratwurst?” His eyes twinkled, taking any sting out of his words.
She groaned. “You’ll never let me forget that, will you?”
He just smiled then he wrapped his hand around his dick and started to rub it up and down the length. Her entire body went still, her eyes riveted on the sight of him playing with his dick.
“Oh wow,” she murmured.
“You like watching?” he asked.
“I’ve never. . .I’ve never seen anyone do that. . .” she trailed off awkwardly.
“Masturbate? Jack off? Beat the monkey?”
“Beat the monkey?” she grinned, knowing that was his intention. “That sounds sore. This looks. . .hot.”
He let his cock go, and she let out a murmur of protest. He reached out and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, drawing her up onto her knees so he could kiss her. “I promise, another night you can watch. But right now, I want to do other things.”
So did she. She licked her lips. “I’m not very good at this, will you tell me what you like?”
“Fuck, babe. You have no idea what you do to me. Yeah, I’ll fucking tell you. But basics are not to use your teeth and be careful with my balls.”
She knew that much. She leaned down and wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft.
“Harder,” he told her. “Nice and firm. That’s it. Now take the head into your mouth.”
A few weeks ago, she’d never have thought she would be kneeling between her next-door neighbor’s legs, sucking his thick, gorgeous cock. She sighed happily then licked her tongue across the head of his dick before taking him inside her mouth.
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