“I figured if you were going to live here for the rest of your life, you’d probably want some say in it.” He watched her reactions carefully, almost afraid he had gone too far.
“Clay, I don’t know what to say. It’s all so much. You, and getting married. And now this, our home, oh, Clay, thank you.” Her arms went around his neck, and she buried her face against him.
“Don’t forget your project at the Mansion.” She pulled back sharply from him, using her hand to steady his face before her.
“Clay, it means nothing to me compared to you.”
“Dana, now you can have it all.”
“All?” Her raised eyebrow got his attention. He watched as she carefully folded the documents and put them back in the envelope. She placed it to the side, moving the candle he had brought for her to read by. Her hands went to the hem of his shirt, her arms pulling it over her head, tossing it aside. “Can you guess what I want right now?”
“Give me a hint,” he said, tugging her to his chest, his fingers going directly to her nipple.
“We should christen it now that I know it’s our home. I won’t be so uptight.” She held a straight face for about three seconds before grinning at him. “Did you bring the box of toys here?”
“God, help me,” he whispered as she lay on top of him. He hardened at the touch of her soft skin once again. This time all the hesitancy was gone. She took what she needed, using her hands and mouth to tease him until she straddled his legs and slowly let her weight impale her on his cock. She shifted until she had him where she wanted him. Dana grasped his hands and brought them to her breasts, pushing them hard against her skin.
“I want to ride you for a while, Clay, and then I want you to turn me over and fuck me from behind.”
“That’s what you want?”
“For now. The rest can come later.” She increased her hip movements, grinding tighter against him. “After, you can fuck my ass while you spank me for keeping you waiting so long.”
Clay had no words for her, only a sly grin forming on his lips. “Who’s in charge, Dana?”
“For tonight, we both are. Tomorrow we’ll figure out the rest.”
“I can live with that,” he said, grasping her around the waist and turning her under him.
The next day Dana finally knew what real happiness was. After her evening with Clay at the new house, she decided to accept life as it came at her and deal with it day by day. Their lunch with the family had turned into an engagement luncheon with much love and well wishes for her and Clay’s future. She’d arranged with Clay to have supper at his home that night, telling him she’d take care of the food. He reminded her where the spare key was in case he got tied up with work, telling her to make herself at home.
She packed a small overnight bag and carefully packed up the meal Ruth had made for them, along with a plate of her famous oatmeal raisin cookies. The chicken smelled delicious, and Dana knew she wouldn’t fuss with the meal. Instead, she had other things to get ready.
“Just reheat this for fifteen minutes with the foil on, and you’ll be ready to eat.”
“Thanks Ruth, you’ve saved me again.” Dana gave her a hug.
“Go, get out of here and enjoy that man of yours.” Ruth turned away when tears threatened. Dana gave her a second hug and loaded the cooler into her car.
Once at Clay’s, she put the food away and set the kitchen table. It just felt right for them to eat in that room instead of the formal dining room. Then she headed upstairs to his master bedroom. After turning back the coverlet and tossing extra pillows on the corner chair, she set out a few new things she’d brought with her. Candles were placed on the large bureau. She knew once lighted, they’d reflect in the mirror. She also took a large bath towel and laid out all her toys, lubes and condoms on the bedside table, leaving them covered with the other half of the towel. Then she changed into her new lingerie. Dana laughed at herself while trying to tug the damn corset into place. Thankfully, it tied up the front, so after some maneuvering, she was encased in the white satin and lace. Her breasts were pushed up, all but spilling over the cups, and her slim waist narrowed further.
After several attempts, she finally got the fit she was looking for along with being able to breathe. Then she pulled on the matching panties. She fluffed out her hair and darkened her makeup. Taking a few turns in front of the mirror, she was pleased with her overall look. It was so far removed from her everyday Dana look, she knew Clay would be surprised. She pulled on the silk kimono robe she’d brought as a cover-up and went downstairs to wait. She decided to forget the high-heeled shoes she’d brought, opting for bare feet in the kitchen. The wine was chilling along with a plate of cheese and crackers. Now she just had to wait for Clay to come home. She sighed with relief when he called a few minutes later and told her he was on his way.
At first, she thought she’d be nervous, but the butterflies never came. Instead, she was anxious to get her hands on him, all over him.
Clay looked exhausted when he came in, but his mood changed immediately when he took one look at her.
“Give me five minutes for a quick shower,” he said, pausing beside her. “Unless you want to join me?” His smile told her it was a genuine invitation. His kiss was hot and tempting, pushing for more. She let her hand drop to his crotch and stroked his erection through the material as they reconnected. It was hard to pull away with his hand running up and down her body. “What do you have on under here?” he asked, feeling the corset stays.
“A surprise. You go clean up, and I’ll pour the wine.”
“Never argue with a lady who looks this amazing.” He gave her one last peck on the cheek and disappeared upstairs.
When Dana heard the shower running, she decided to meet him upstairs with the wine. Dana was hungry for Clay, not for food. She let her hand drop to her pussy and stroked her clit a few times. It felt wonderful, but she knew Clay would make her feel better. With wine bottle and glasses in hand, she went upstairs to meet him. She was standing at the window with her back to him when he came into the bedroom. Turning, she held back the gasp that came to her lips. He was amazing. Nude except for a towel wrapped around his waist and a second he was using to dry his hair, she eyed him up and down.
“You are a very sexy man,” she told him, and went to the bureau, where she’d put their filled wine glasses. She handed him one and paused to light the candles. Dana held her glass in one hand and let her other hand run along his naked chest, following the line of dark curling hairs that led down to his cock. “Are you hungry?”
“For you, yes. Food can wait.” He tossed the towel he’d been drying his hair with to the floor and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. “To our future, where ever it leads us.”
Dana touched her glass to his and repeated his toast. After taking a sip, she put the glass aside and tugged off his towel. His cock sprung to full attention, and she instantly covered it with her hand, stroking him back and forth. Dropping to her knees, she licked the tip before taking the whole head between her lips, swirling her tongue around and around. Then she started to suck him down her throat. She felt him surge on her tongue and held back a smile. Having his body react to her attentions was what she’d longed for.
Clay stood with his feet firmly planted a shoulder width apart and gave her complete control. She knew he had put his wine glass on the bureau and was watching her intently. She’d glance up to see his expressions, her mouth full with his cock. She could taste the droplets of pre-cum she was creating and sucked him deeper. When she reached one hand to play with his testicles, he dropped his hands on her shoulders.
“Dana, you’ll make me come,” he whispered.
“Isn’t that what’s supposed to happen?” she teased, her hand still toying with his balls, her other stroking his cock. When she spied a drop of cum, she licked it immediately. Suddenly it all came into focus. This was the man she wanted to act out her fantasies with. She felt no real embarrassment,
only the need to push for every feeling she could get from him, and in return, everything she could make him feel.
“I want to play with you a while first,” he told her and pushed the robe off her shoulders. Dana let it fall back, revealing the corset and how it highlighted her breasts.
“Christ,” he said, looking down at her. “Come up here and let me see you.” He steadied her as she stood and slipped the belt open. The kimono slid the rest of the way to the floor, leaving her open to his view. “Don’t touch me, Dana, I’ll lose my load just looking at you.”
She smiled and reached up to kiss his lips.
From then on, she just let the evening develop on its own. She’d done her planning, and apparently Clay was impressed.
“Turn around and let me see you,” he said, reaching for his wine glass. He leaned his hip on the bureau as she walked to the window and back. “What an ass,” he said and she smiled. “Turn around.”
Dana turned and watched his face as she ran her hands up and down her waist. When she walked back to him, she leaned over and licked his cock a few more times. She took the glass from his hand and drank some before handing it back. He was looking at her intently, and she knew he’d seen the extra ribbon restraints tied in small bows at her waist.
Dana had bought the corset as soon as she realized the satin ribbons at the waist and back could be used to tie her hands. Apparently, Clay had just figured that out too.
“How far, Dana?” he mumbled, pulling at the ties.
“As far as you want, as long as you remember this is private between us and only on occasion.”
“I get the feeling you’ll let me know when you’re in the mood for more than an evening of standard lovemaking.” He dipped his head down and licked at the tops of her breasts. Her nipples were already hard when he sucked them through the cloth. Then he reached up and pulled them from the cups, leaving them exposed for his sight and touch. Dana felt a ripple of heat rush through her and knew her pussy was getting wet. He’d know the second he touched her that she was already creamy and ready. With his lips to her breast, she let her head drop back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations he created. When he pulled away, he gave her a sly smile. “Do you want your hands tied?”
“If it will excite you,” she said, hoping she didn’t sound too desperate. “The ties work at the sides or from behind.” Dana took a deep breath and turned her back to him, letting him decide. She waited while he used the ribbons to bind her hands at her waist instead of behind her. Then he walked around her several times, admiring her. She knew her body heated with embarrassment and lust. This was one of her ultimate fantasies, to give herself to Clay completely. It felt right to be here with him, right to allow him to join her fantasies. From behind, his hands palmed her buttocks and reached around to cup her breast. He’d roll her nipple between his fingers while pinching her butt. Dana sighed and let her weight drop back against his chest.
“Clay, I need you to fuck me,” she managed to tell him.
“I will, Dana. When I’m ready.” His tone was different, decisive.
“I’m in control,” he reminded her. “Turn and face me.”
She did as he asked even though her face was still hot with embarrassment from what she was asking for.
He ran his index finger along her pussy lips several times while sucking on her nipple. Dana could feel the pull of his teeth against her and his finger rubbing her clit. She’d found her little piece of heaven. Then he used his finger along her lips and pushed the material between them.
“You’re hot to my touch, Dana. You’re already wet. What got you all hot and bothered?”
“Sucking your cock,” she said without hesitation. “You binding my hands and having your way with me makes me excited. I trust you, Clay. But I need you to fuck me.” She shimmied against his finger, and he lightly bit her nipple.
“When I’m ready,” he told her again. “I like you being bound. It gives me time to play with you as I want.”
“Then at least put your finger in me,” she pleaded.
Clay laughed lightly and left her standing at the foot of the bed. She watched him unfold the towel and appraise the items she’d put out. “My call,” he asked again, picking up one of the dildos.
“Yes, damn you, just put it in my pussy.”
“Patience, Dana.” He brought the toy to her, and she immediately opened her mouth to accept it, sucking it as if it was his cock. Clay had one hand on the toy while his other skimmed her body. She was having trouble standing still. When he dropped his hand and pinched her buttocks, she melted inside. Dana felt him slide the material between her cheeks, leaving him complete access to her ass. She’d been hoping he’d be an ass man. But he took his hand away and slid his finger along her pussy lips, pushing the material against them, her own heat making the material stick between her lips.
“What a sight,” he whispered, before taking the toy from her mouth and dropping to his knees before her. “I wanted to play with you a bit longer, but I’ll be nice tonight.”
Dana watched as he put the dildo between his lips and tugged her damp panties down her legs. He lifted each leg and tossed the panties aside. Pulling the toy from his mouth, his lips were instantly at her clit and taking long licks along her pussy.
Dana groaned when he swirled his tongue in just the right way. Finally, as if he could read her mind, he slid a finger inside her.
“Damn you are hot and wet, ready,” he mumbled as he pulled his finger out and gently pushed the toy in her pussy.
Dana groaned with delight. “Thank you.”
Clay stood and went back to sucking her breasts and nipples, one hand pinching her naked ass and the other shifting the toy inside her.
“Dana, do you have any idea how amazing you are, how you look? My cock is drooling just playing with you.”
“Then fuck me and come. We can always go back for seconds later.”
Dana reveled in every touch and stroke Clay made to her body. Whether with his lips or his hands, he made her feel alive and sensual. He made her feel feminine.
“How far, Dana?”
“As far as it takes to get you off.”
She didn’t panic when he left her standing there, the toy in her pussy and her breasts exposed from the corset. She watched him as he circled around her several times before going back to the toys she’d laid out and choosing a small one.
“If you want to stop…”
“I want you to start!”
Clay grasped her around the waist and lifted her off her feet, taking her to lie across his lap as he sat at the foot of the bed. She was squirming over him, trying to get his cock in the center of her pussy to rub against. She didn’t panic when his hand came down on her buttocks, rather she found herself pushing upward to meet his hand. Over and over he spanked her butt. She felt the tingling and knew his hand would feel it, too. Wondering, she tried to glance back and see what shade of red it was, but she couldn’t see. What she did see was him take the small toy from beside him and lick it.
“Do it, Clay, put the toy in my ass, stretch me so you can fuck me.”
“Are you sure?” He sounded unsure to her ear.
“Yes, I’m sure. Do you think I would have fought you all this time to hold back my secret fetish if I was unsure it was what I wanted? Your cock is hard at my belly. I can feel you surge against my skin every time your hand contacts with my skin. Every tap moves the toy in my pussy, making me even hotter, needier.”
“God Dana, when you said you were unconventional I never would have guessed this was what you needed.”
“Now you know, so give me what I want.”
“Oh, so temperamental!” He swatted her butt a few times before using his hand to spread her legs wider. He slipped the toy between her lips and she sucked it greedily. She felt his cock twitch, and he pulled the slick toy from her mouth. He no longer hesitated. He pushed the toy in her anus, and Dana finally came. Her whole body shuddered over his. After only
a few seconds, he started to fuck her ass with the toy, pushing and pulling it from her body while his other hand continued to spank her butt.
“Dana, I’m gonna come,” he told her, and he let her body slide down to the floor between his legs. It was a bit awkward with her hands still tied and a toy in each hole, but she didn’t care. Finally settled on the floor before him, she licked his cockhead over and over until he groaned and grabbed his own erection.
“Where?” she managed to ask in between taking him down her throat. “Where do you want to come, on me or in me?”
Dana let his cock slide from her lips and set her weight back on her heels, staring up at him. He was amazing to her. So dark and determined. She smiled and rose up on her knees, pushing her chest against his hand. Clay stroked himself only twice more before shooting his load on her tits. She loved the feel of his cum on her skin, warm and creamy. She glanced down and saw the white fluid dripping from her breasts. Clay didn’t wait, he grabbed her around the waist and stood her between his legs. Immediately, he began to lick and suck his load from her breasts. Her nipples were hard, and she wanted him to bite her harder but figured that could wait a bit longer. As Clay licked her clean, she could feel his cock getting hard again.
“Lick me clean, then turn me over and fuck my ass.” There was no hesitation in her voice. “That’s what will make me come.” Clay glanced up at her and smiled. He pushed her a step away from him and stood before her. He left her for only a moment to grab a condom from the table. Back beside her, he turned her and leaned her over the bureau, spreading her legs wide. She watched in the mirror before her as he tore the package open and covered his erection. She wanted his cock inside her, but he again teased her with the toys. She knew she was wiggling her ass at him and didn’t care he knew what she needed to come. Finally, he pulled the toy from her pussy and in one smooth move pushed his full length inside her. Dana came just from that one motion, her body shuddering while she watched the pinpoint lights the move created within her. He grasped her by the hips and held her tight while he fucked her pussy, pushing in and pulling out over and over until she finally couldn’t hold back the words.
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