Page 86 of Payoff Pitch
“If it helps, I’m also unimaginably turned on by it. Is your game over?”
“Nope. I’m just here for a little fun before I head back.”
Her face falls. “I can’t do this anymore.”
“All you have to do is say the words and I’ll let you out.”
Her lips start to form a P, but the words never spill from her mouth. She briefly closes her eyes. “This better be the best orgasm of my life.”
“It will be. For now, I’ll take one because sitting down there with my friends, knowing you’re in my house naked, tasting you on my lips and fingers, has my cock on overdrive.” I start unzipping my pants. “Open your mouth, sweet girl.”
Her lips curl in amusement. “Yes, Daddy.”
I have to squeeze my newly freed cock to tame the throb. What is wrong with me that her words affect me so much?
I climb onto the bed and begin tracing my tip around her wet lips. She flicks her tongue over it. “Hmm, you taste good, Mr. Montgomery.”
“You’re going to swallow me down like a good girl, aren’t you?”
She looks up at me with those innocent big eyes of hers and nods.
“Open wide.”
She does, and I slide my cock all the way in until it reaches the back of her throat.
“Wrap those beautiful lips around me.”
Again, she does as she’s told as I begin my thrusts in and out of her mouth until I come down her throat.
“You’re being very compliant.”
“Reward me.”
I smile as I remove the nipple clamps from the chest at the end of my bed. Her eyes widen. “What the hell are those?”
“Only pleasure, Bailey. We can stop this anytime.”
I spend a few minutes teasing and sucking on her nipples, preparing them for what’s coming next.
Pinching her nipples with my fingers, I ask, “Does that feel good?”
She moans, “Yes. I want you. Make me come.”
I shake my head. “So impatient. Not yet.” Warming each clamp with my hands for a brief moment, I then attach them to her nipples.
Her eyes practically roll to the back of her head as her back arches and she yells out, “Oh my god.”
“Shh. We don’t want my guests to know you’re here. Let me go wrap things up downstairs, and then I’ll give you what you crave.”
“No. Don’t go. Stay.”
I fiddle with the remote control again and put onOutlanderfor her. I remember Fallon’s obsession with that show when we were married.
I’m again downstairs. I’m not wrapping things up quite yet. I want to allow the clamps to get her teetering on the edge to the point where detonation is the only option for her.
Trey is gone, so it’s just the five of us. I look at Layton. “How are you managing?”
“Day by day. The fucking cast sucks, my girl isn’t here, Quincy disappeared, and my career is over, but I’m sick of my pity party. I’ve got some things in the works that I’m looking forward to.”