Spin the Bottle

by T L Osborn

  “I love you so much,” he whispers in my ear as he begins his sensual assault of my body. “But I don’t want you to think that I loved you from the moment I saw you. I fell pretty quickly as I realised you and I are deeply connected.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth and for the second time tonight he steals my breath, thoughts and heart. His hands find their way down to my pussy which is soaking wet for him. “Fuck, you don’t need any foreplay do you?”

  “Not around you.” His cock is hard, but still, I get on my knees giving him the pleasure I promised him I would.

  I love sucking him off, hearing his groans of pleasure as I suck him deep into my mouth. Pumping his cock hard, it doesn’t take long before he’s pulling me off him to lay me down on the bed as he kisses down my body, swiping his tongue over my clit, then up and down my pussy. His hands pin me to the bed as he pleasures me with just his mouth.

  My orgasm washes over me in a crazy hungry wave of pleasure as I grind myself against him, needing more.

  He pulls himself off me. “Roll over and get on your knees,” he commands, and I do as I’m told. He positions himself behind me and slides his cock deep inside.

  “Hey, wait… Condom,” I gasp, turning around to look at him.

  He grins. “I’ve seen the pills you use and I’m clean, I promise.”

  “Me too. Are you sure?”

  “Yes. I want this.” He pulls his cock out which makes me beg for more before pushing himself back inside me.

  “Oh, fuck,” I cry out as he moves in and out slowly, as if making this last as long as he can.

  We both lose control as he moves faster and faster inside me. Our skin slaps together as I grip the sheets, my pleasure building.

  “I’m going to come.”

  “Come, Angel, don’t fucking wait for me,” he growls out.

  Once…twice…three times more and my orgasm rushes through me. My body goes rigid as I push back against him and he doesn’t stop pumping. With a loud growl I hear him come hard, deep inside me. His breathing is rushed and laboured.

  “Holy fuck that was some workout.”

  “Dear god, you better not be finished,” I whisper.

  “You’re going to need a shower after I’m done.” He chuckles as I roll over and spread my legs wide, inviting him to take me over and over again.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you more,” he whispers as he thrusts inside me.

  You have no idea how much I truly love you, Tobias.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Sasha

  I’m sitting on Toby’s bed, my laptop resting on my thighs, a glass of wine beside me. He’s gone out for a run with Jake while I catch up on some school work and yet, I’m distracted.

  We’ve been back from Sydney for a few days. I’ve been at school most of this week and Toby has been at work. He doesn’t officially start day shifts for another few weeks but I made sure I was free today to spend time with him. Toby doing the Spin the Bottle game and romantic night for me made me want to do something special for him, and I got the idea from Riley’s latest book—a strip tease. Only, I’ll add my own flavour to it and dress in something sexy, but as I sit here, I can’t decide what he’d like for me to wear. There’s so much to choose from.

  “Whatcha looking at?” Toby’s voice says from the doorframe as he steps into his room.

  “Oh, um… school stuff,” I say.

  He peers around my screen. “School stuff includes lingerie? What kind of school is this and where can I sign up?”

  “You’re just looking to get some alone time with the teacher.” I giggle.

  He chuckles. “Damn it, you’re on to me.” I scroll through a few items, nothing really catching my eyes. “See anything you like?” he asks, perching down beside me.

  “Actually, I’m trying to find something you’d like.”

  He arches an eyebrow at me. “Why?”

  “Because you’re not the only one who can plan a surprise sexy night for us,” I say.

  He kisses my cheek. “Then don’t pick something I’ll like. Wear something you do. I don’t care what it is, Angel, you’ll look fucking hot either way. Naked or clothed, I don’t care, I’m still going to fuck the living daylights out of you.”

  “Go and have a shower and leave me alone to sort all this stuff out. I think I have an idea.” I shove him gently away from me.

  He throws me a grin as he exits the room and heads towards the bathroom. I scroll back up to the outfit I found earlier that I loved. He’s in for one hell of a surprise. Now to pick a night to surprise him. To my disappointment, it won’t be tonight as I’ve got to wait for the stuff to arrive. I’m just finishing the purchase as Toby comes back into his room.

  “Good run?” I ask him.

  “Uh yeah, as good as it can be. I’m knackered now though.” He flops down on the bed beside me. “Have you finished your work yet?”

  “No, I got distracted looking at that other stuff.”

  “Okay, well do what you can, we’re going to James’ and Riley’s soon and if you want to, you and I can stay there tonight.”

  “Sure. Just do one thing for me, okay.”

  “What’s that?” he asks.

  “Kick James’ ass at poker tonight.”

  He chuckles, wrapping his arm around me. “I think we’re playing pool tonight for a change, but I’m not too bad at pool so I think I have a chance.” I giggle as he brushes my side with his fingertips. “Right now, I need to get you naked and have some fun with you.”

  Before I know it, he’s done just that.

  I love this man with all my heart.

  He’s the Prince Charming every woman dreams about and he’s all mine. Only, we’re interrupted by his cell phone ringing.

  “It’s my boss.” He walks out of the room to take the call and when he re-enters moments later, his face is solemn.

  Oh no, he didn’t get the promotion.

  “What’s happened?” I ask him as he sits back down on the bed.

  He inhales, rubs his hand over his beard. “I got the promotion. I start August first.”

  I gently put my laptop on the floor and climb on top of him. “Wow, you scared me there for a moment. I really thought you had bad news.”

  He smirks. “Never for you, my love. I think we should celebrate.”

  “Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea and I know exactly how I want to celebrate with you.”

  He raises an eyebrow. “Does it have something to do with what you were looking at earlier?”

  “Maybe, but you’re going to have to be a good boy and wait.”

  He pouts at me. “Okay, I can wait, but I might celebrate with some of the guys from the crew if that’s okay with you.”

  “Of course, why wouldn’t it be?” I slide my arms around his neck as he slides his hands up my shirt and moves it over my head. He grips my tits with his hands, sliding his thumbs over my nipples before replacing them with his mouth. I tip my head backwards.

  Yes, my man is certainly going to enjoy the surprise I have in mind for him.

  Toby

  “Congrats, bro,” Matt says as he clinks his beer with mine.

  I’m out having drinks with the boys tonight, just a couple, and then I’m heading home to my girl. She says she’s got some special thing planned for me and I can’t wait to find out what it is.

  “Thanks so much.”

  “Now, you get to put up with me all day, every day.” Matt chuckles.

  I laugh. “I could do worse.”

  “I still can’t believe you’re going to be my boss.” He laughs, taking a swig of his beer.

  I take a swig of my own. “Lucky for you I don’t officially start for another few weeks. How’s things with the wife and baby? Is she sleeping any better?”

  “Yeah, she’s sleeping great. The wife seems to be a lot happier now that we’re settling into a routine. This having a baby thing isn’t easy, but it’s getting better.”

  “I’m g
lad.” Suddenly my cell phone buzzes in my pocket and I pick it up seeing Sasha has sent me a photo of herself.

  She’s wearing a silky blue robe and I see a hint of something lacy beneath it.

  Fuck me, what has my woman got in store for me?

  “Gotta go mate. Sasha is waiting.”

  “Wait, you can’t stay for another round?” he asks.

  “Not when I have a hot woman waiting at home for me.” I chuckle. Then his phones beeps on the table and he picks it up. “I’m leaving too, my wife just made my favourite dessert. Self-saucing chocolate pudding and she’s spilled some on herself. I think she needs a hand cleaning up.”

  “Don’t get her pregnant again so quickly.” I chuckle as we head out.

  Grabbing a taxi, I make my way home. The entire way, Sasha is texting me sexy messages and I’m not going to hide how much I want to rip her damn clothes off.

  Paying the driver, I literally jump out of the car and run to my front door. She opens it, wearing a silk royal blue robe.

  “Well hello, Officer. I’m so glad you came. I really need your assistance.”

  “How can I be of assistance, Miss?” I ask.

  “Well, I have this itch that needs a scratch and well, only your hard cock is up to the task.” She grips my shirt and tugs me towards her, pressing our mouths together. I wrap my arms around her waist.

  “If this is how you greet all the cops you see, I might have to put a ring on your finger sooner rather than later.” I laugh as she strips me of my jacket and hoodie.

  She pushes us backwards until my knees hit something solid.

  “Sit down,” she commands.

  I sit and she pulls my arms behind my back, suddenly I feel something wrap around my wrists—smooth and soft.

  “Angel, what are you doing?” I ask, turning around to find her kneeling on the floor. She’s cuffing my wrists together with leather handcuffs.

  “Are you comfortable?” she asks, standing up.

  “Very. Now what’s this all about?” I ask.

  “This is your surprise. The one I told you about weeks ago that you nearly ruined when you caught me browsing the internet for something to wear,” she replies, taking a sip of some wine.

  Then she turns on the stereo and on comes some music. I don’t really care what’s playing as I watch Sasha before me, slowly undoing the tie on her robe. Seductively, she slides it off, letting it drop to the floor. The outfit is H-O-T. Beneath the robe is a royal blue sexy, barely there nightdress, that appears to clip together in the front, lifting her tits high and putting them on display just for me. It has a matching pair of panties. She turns back around, this time showing me the front and I’m pulling at the cuffs, trying to break free. I need to get my hands on her.

  She sways her way over and sits on my lap. Her tits press into my face and her pussy rubs against my jeans. She gets me to the point of teasing, then turns around to lap dance me backwards pressing her ass against my groin. She climbs off and teasingly removes her panties all the way down her luscious legs.

  “Sasha, release me,” I growl out.

  “Not yet, I’m not finished driving you wild.”

  To my complete surprise, she kneels down in front of me, rubbing her hand over my thighs, then my crotch.

  “Sasha,” I warn, rattling the restraints; only she ignores me and pops open the button on my pants.

  “Lift.”

  I do as told and she wrestles my jeans down my legs, then my boxers, freeing my cock. She licks her lips as she gazes at me. Her eyes wide before she hungrily devours my penis like it’s her last fucking meal. Tipping my head back, I groan, enjoying this pleasure she’s giving me probably a little too much and I don’t think I can hang on much longer.

  I look down, seeing her eyes closed before her hand joins her mouth on my cock.

  “Sasha. Stop,” I growl. She pulls off me slowly. “Release me now.”

  “Am I unleashing a beast if I do?” she asks with a wicked grin on her face.

  “Now, woman,” I grit out. “I need to touch you.”

  She climbs back on top of me and pulls her breasts from their cups. I lick one nipple then the other until I drive her so crazy that she unclips the lingerie from the front, releasing her tits from their prison.

  Fuck! I’m going to explode.

  She gets off me, undoing the cuffs. Then she drops her nightdress to the floor and walks away. She’s cute thinking she’s going to get away from me, but it won’t be easy.

  I hope she’s ready for the beast she’s created.

  Sasha

  He’s right behind me, his arms wrap around me as he lifts me into his arms. My taut nipples scrape his shirt as he lowers me to the couch, removes his shirt, then proceeds to tease me by kissing me down my legs first.

  “Fucking hell, what gave you that idea?” he asks, his warm breath washing over my sensitive clit.

  “Riley’s book,” I gasp as I feel his thumb flick my clit, quickly followed by his wet tongue.

  “Riley, aye? Bloody Riley?” he whispers against my skin. “No wonder James is always so happy.” He slides a finger deep into my channel and I grind against him, needing more than one finger. My pussy is a greedy bitch tonight and needs his cock—desperately.

  He moves his finger in and out, then pushes two in before licking my clit in time. I grind my hips against his face as I grip the couch cushions so tightly my knuckles turn white.

  “Toby, I-I-I’m going to–” Only, I can’t finish the sentence as my body begins to shake hard. He slows, pulls his fingers out and lifts himself up. He pulls me up with him and bends once again to lift me into his arms and over his shoulder. His fingers rub my pussy as he moves us back to the chair. He lowers me to the floor then takes a seat.

  “Come here, baby,” his tone smooth, sexy and full of lust.

  He straightens his cock as I sit down and slide him gently inside me. He grips my hips, I rest my hands on his shoulders while I move myself up and down on him. Thank fuck for these high heels; they give just the right amount of height for me to move.

  He grips my hips as he moves me up and down on his cock.

  “Oh fuck,” I gasp as he picks up the pace.

  His fingertips are gripping my hips so hard I’m going to have bruises tomorrow. Suddenly, he wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up, laying me on the dining table. I’m impressed with his skills; his cock doesn’t slip out of me. He rests his arms so my thighs are in front of them and open wide where he begins to get the thrust he needs to move.

  My eyes roll back in my head as he pounds me on the table. Skin slaps skin as we move together. His cock hitting just the right spot inside me.

  “Right there. Don’t fucking stop,” I growl out as I grip his forearms.

  He doesn’t answer me. Instead, he continues his movements. I slide my hands up onto my breasts to play with my nipples.

  “Don’t fucking stop that. It’s so hot.” His breathing is tense as he gazes at what I’m doing. I feel my own body shaking. Violently, my orgasm takes over and what a fucking rush. The blood in my ears is pounding, my heart is racing as my body stiffens. I throw my head backwards as I grip my breasts, arching my back off the table, moving my hips faster and faster on his cock.

  With a roar and one hard thrust, he comes. Rocking into my pussy, his cock thickens in my walls and I clamp down on him hard as I scream out my next orgasm that I’m not expecting to come so quickly. He slows his movements down and I look up at him; our breathing rushed and in time with each other’s.

  “Holy fuck, I just wanted to give you a lap dance and a celebratory blowjob. Please tell me there’s more where that came from?”

  He grins at me. “Let me catch my breath first woman.”

  I giggle as I collapse back down on the cool table. “Remind me to thank Riley.”

  “Thank her? We’ll buy her a bloody box of wine if that’s the result of one of her books.” He chuckles as he scoops me into his arms and carries me
over to the couch, then bends me over the back of it. “This is some celebration.”

  “You’re welcome and there’s even lemon meringue pie.”

  “We’ll get to that. Right now, I’m not finished enjoying you.” With that he spreads me wide and slides his cock rough and deep into my pussy.

  Oh, I’m in for one hell of a night.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Sasha

  I’m sitting at my desk in my classroom. My nose is blocked, I’ve got a headache and a sore throat. I shouldn’t have come in to work today and despite Toby trying to make me stay in bed this morning, I ignored him.

  I smile as I close my eyes and think of him. Tonight is his final night of doing night shift and I’m not going to hide it but I’m looking forward to more time alone with him and more nights spent in his arms.

  Inhaling, I look at the clock and see that it’s almost 7 pm. Damn it, I’m going to be late for Riley’s meeting with us all to talk about their engagement party. Sighing, I look down at the pile of work I still have left to do when I’m disturbed by a knock on my door. Glancing up, I see Mrs Cherry, the school’s cleaner and caretaker is waving at me through the glass. I wave her in and she enters.

  “I’m sorry to disturb you dear, but I’m almost done here for the night and heading home. I just don’t want to leave you here alone,” she says.

  “Oh, right. Can I have a moment to pack up my desk?”

  “You don’t sound very well, dear. Are you sure you should be here?” she asks with a smile.

  I shake my head. “No, I shouldn’t and I probably won’t be here Monday. I should’ve listened to my boyfriend when I had the chance.”

  “Okay, you take all the time you need.” She exits the room and I grab my phone, flicking Riley a quick text.

  Me: Hey, sorry I might be about ten minutes late tonight. I’m just finishing up here and then heading to the supermarket to grab some wine.