Afterglow: A Brother's Best Friend Romance, page 21
“Are you ready for the club to see how perfect you are?” he asks once our locker is secured. I nod, and he helps me stand. “Are you ready for everyone to watch you come?”
“Yes, Sir,” I respond, my pulse picking up.
Dax licks his lip, staring at me with lust-filled eyes.
“Let’s go then.” He tilts his head and leads me out into the club.
We make our way to the small stage, and my mouth feels dry. I’m nervous yet so excited. We continue to the back of the stage, and I feel like I’m already about to combust.
The stage is set up with a St. Andrews cross, a bench, and a table with an assortment of toys.
Dax wraps his arms around me from behind while I stare out at the growing audience.
“Make sure you’re loud tonight,” he whispers into my ear before he runs his nose over my neck. “I want them to hear how much you love me.”
I suck in a breath and nod.
“Words, princess,” he reminds me, and I can’t help but smile when I turn my face toward him.
“Yes, Sir,” I reply, and he kisses me.
Not too long after, the lights dim, spotlights are pointed on the stage, and sexy music plays quietly.
“Come on, princess… it’s showtime.” He tilts his head and guides me into the middle of the stage. “Kneel,” he commands.
I do as he says, keeping my eyes cast down. My heart is beating so fast with the adrenaline running through my veins. I can’t believe we’re doing this right now. There’s an audience full of people watching us, and I don’t know what Dax has planned. But I do know I trust him with all my heart.
He walks away from me, picking something off the table, but I’m not sure what.
“Tonight, I want to give you so many orgasms you almost combust from the amount of pleasure this will give,” he states loudly so everyone can hear. “But while I’ve been thinking about this all morning, I couldn’t come up with a definite number. So, I figured we’d let the dice decide…” He pauses, standing in front of me, but I keep my gaze cast down.
“Eyes on me,” Dax demands, and I look up quickly.
The way he’s staring at me right now turns me on more. It’s a mixture of awe, lust, and pure need as if he’s fighting himself for control because all he wants is to be buried balls deep inside me.
“I have two dice, so you’re going to get anywhere from two to twelve orgasms,” he informs me with a mischievous smirk. “Do you have a preference?”
I shake my head. “I’ll take whatever you give me, Sir.”
His eyes light up. “Good answer,” he praises, shaking the dice in his hand.
After he rolls them, he drops the dice in front of me, and my pulse picks up speed when the two fives lie in front of me.
“Ten.” A giant grin on his lips shows how happy he is with the results. “This is going to be so much fucking fun.”
His eyes never leave mine as he slowly unbuttons his pants, pulling out his rock-hard cock.
Reaching for my chin, he grips it firmly but not hard enough to hurt, just enough to get me wetter and needier. He tilts my head up a little more, staring longingly into my eyes.
So fucking hot.
“Open that slutty little mouth for me,” he commands. “I may be giving you ten orgasms tonight, but first, we need to put that mouth to good use.”
My lips part as if my body is working on its own, and he shoves his thumb into my mouth. I suck it in, making him moan.
“What a good little whore you are,” he praises.
I squeeze my thighs together at the words. Holy shit, that’s hot. The other part turning me on in a big way is how he’s studying me, making sure he’s never pushing me too far.
He could tell by a subtle change in my face if I was uncomfortable, and I know he would stop before I could say my safeword.
“Keep your legs apart,” Dax instructs strictly, kicking his foot out to separate my thighs.
I pout a little but do as I’m told.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises, caressing my cheek with his thumb.
With his free hand, he grips himself, swiping the head of his cock over my lips. I dart my tongue out, already tasting his precum.
“Suck, princess,” he demands, pushing his hips forward, his dick sliding into my needy mouth.
I do as I’m told, sucking and slurping, stretching my mouth as wide as it will go.
“So hungry for my cock, aren’t you?” he asks, and I nod, but I should have known that wouldn’t fly.
He pulls his hips back, leaving me wanting more, and he clicks his tongue at me.
“Words, princess,” he reminds me with a smirk.
“Yes, Sir, I’m very hungry for your cock. May I have more, please?”
He almost growls in response to my question before pressing the head of his erection at my lips again.
I suck it in like I will die if I don’t get his dick in my mouth immediately. The smile that pulls across his lips in response is my reward, and I suck like the good little cock slut I am.
“That’s it, princess,” he encourages, and I smile around him without stopping.
At first, he lets me set the pace, but then Dax puts his hands firmly on my face, informing me he’s about to take control.
Slowly at first, Dax thrusts his hips forward hard, hitting the back of my throat, making me gag, but he doesn’t stop, and I love it. After a few hard thrusts, he picks up his speed, really fucking my face this time. Tears stream down my face as I gag, and my pussy throbs with need, wanting to be used the way he’s using my throat right now.
Being used like a sex toy is a huge turn-on for me, and Dax knows it.
After Dax fucks my face for a few minutes, he pulls out and smirks at me.
“Stand, princess,” he instructs. “It’s time for some orgasms.” He stuffs his cock back into his pants, then holds his hand out for me.
I take it, slowly rising to my feet, and once I’m standing, he guides me to the St. Andrews cross, and my pussy flutters with need again.
Dax tenderly secures me to the cross before stepping away and taking in the view, fucking me with his eyes. It’s having the desired effect, I’m sure. My pussy is throbbing, and my body wants to be touched so badly I almost want to scream.
When he’s done, he struts away and browses over the table, searching for the perfect toy.
When he turns toward me, he’s holding an egg similar to the one he used on me the night of our dinner and the remote for it.
He stalks toward me, and I’m practically vibrating with desire. I want him to touch me. To fuck me. Honestly, anything.
Once he’s in front of me, he reaches between my legs, unsnaps the buttons of the bodysuit, and swipes a finger between my folds. “Already so fucking wet. If just sucking cock gets you soaking like this, I can’t wait to see what happens when I turn this bad boy on.”
He holds up the egg, which is larger than I thought it was, and leisurely inserts the toy. I can’t help but moan. Holy shit, I feel so full, but it’s fucking amazing.
“That’s it, baby, let them hear you,” he encourages me.
Dax doesn’t turn the toy on immediately but instead drops to his knees, pulling a little gasp from me.
Fuck he’s hot like that.
“Ready for your first orgasm?” he asks.
“Yes, Sir,” I respond quickly.
He smirks, but then his mouth is on me, lapping at my clit like the expert he is.
After a few thorough licks, he turns the toy on, and I cry out. “Fuck.”
He doesn’t stop to gloat about how loud I’m being. No, he’s a man on a mission. He wants to give me my first orgasm, and he wants to do it now. I know it won’t take long with the way he’s devouring me and the intense vibrations inside me.
“I’m close,” I whimper, the orgasm approaching fast.
Dax bites down on my clit at that moment, and I explode, but he doesn’t stop. No, he continues to lick and suck at me until I’m sure my knees are about to give out. Thankfully, I’m tied up, so I won’t fall over.
When I’m about to say something about it being too much, the vibrator is turned off, and Dax sits back on his feet.
“You are so fucking sexy when you come like that,” he tells me, and for some reason, I blush at his words.
I literally just came in front of an audience and will be doing it nine more times before we leave here tonight. Yet Dax praising me and telling me how hot I look makes me blush like a fucking teenager.
He rises to his feet and turns my head to give me a searing kiss.
“So many people are watching us,” he reminds me, and I nod. “How does that make you feel?”
“Extremely turned on,” I answer honestly.
He smirks and kisses me again. His tongue plunges into my mouth, and the toy is turned back on, but this time at what feels like the highest setting, making it hard to breathe.
“We have many more orgasms to go, princess, and a time limit, so you better give me that second orgasm quickly.”
The vibrations are so intense, and my body barely has time to recover from my last orgasm. Is it even possible to come this soon?
Dax reaches between my thighs, pressing his thumb to my clit, my body answering the question for me.
A rush of pleasure washes over me, forcing me to shout, letting the crowd know just how amazing it is.
“Such a good girl,” he praises, shutting the egg off and sliding his fingers in to remove it. “Time for another toy,” he declares.
I was excited when the ten was rolled. Now I’m starting to wonder how I’m going to survive this. Is death by orgasm a thing? I mean, it sounds like an amazing way to die, so fuck it. If now is my time to go, at least it will be fun.
Chapter 30
Dax
My focus tonight is solely on my girl.
On giving her all the pleasure she deserves.
We have been talking about being on stage together ever since we saw the Shibari act, but with everything going on, it didn’t feel like it was the right time. Izzy admitted how turned on she was by the one guy watching us and wondered how it would feel to have a crowd doing that, and tonight, we finally get to experience it.
Izzy deserves this after the chaos that has been her life since the night I rescued her.
I stare at my beautiful woman, bringing the water bottle to her mouth to hydrate her.
“You’re doing so good,” I praise her while she sips.
Five orgasms down, five more to go.
As I put the cap back on the bottle, I notice Izzy’s legs are shaking and decide it’s time to switch things up.
After I place the water down, I unshackle my girl.
“Lie down on the bench,” I instruct, helping her walk over to the bench at the front of the stage.
Once she’s lying down, I grab soft strips of ribbon off the table to secure her arms and ankles to the legs of the bench. She looks just as hot like this as she did spread out on the St. Andrews cross.
Leaning down, I pull the cups of her top down, letting her breasts spill out of the top. She looks so messy right now. It’s fucking everything. I don’t think she’s ever looked better.
Kneeling between her legs, I go back for another taste of her. I’m never going to get enough of her. She’s my drug of choice, and I’ll happily die an addict.
Her moans are loud while I lap at her juices, knowing she’s probably overstimulated, but she isn’t showing any signs of tapping out yet. Maybe I should have stuck with one dice for tonight, but I wanted to give her all the pleasure in the world. I wanted her to completely let go and ride off into subspace. To fuck her senseless, so tonight, she only thinks of this and not the past.
Knowing ten orgasms is a lot, I keep my attention laser-focused on absolutely everything that is Izzy. If we have to stop before we reach the number, I won’t be disappointed. Because the only thing I truly care about in this world is her and her safety. I never want to push her too far. I never want to hurt her. I don’t think I could live with myself if I did something like that.
Slipping two fingers inside her dripping-wet cunt, I eat her like a starved man. I curl my fingers so I hit her G-spot, and her back bows off the bench as she cries out with pleasure, but her orgasm hasn’t quite been reached, and I’m a man on a mission here.
I slide my fingers out, lowering my hand and pressing my index finger against her pucker. Using her wetness as a natural lubricant, I fuck her with my tongue and push inside her tight hole.
“Holy shit,” she screams, another wave of desire taking over her body, reaching her sixth climax of the night.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” I praise her, pulling my finger out and letting her have a moment to come down from the high.
Standing, I head over to the table again, grabbing a few things so I won’t have to leave Izzy again. We’ve been at this for a while now, and I’m worried if I take too long to give her the remaining four orgasms, it will be too much for her.
“How are you feeling?” I check in, placing the items on the stage beside the bench.
“Good,” she whispers with a drunk smile on her lips.
“Four more to go, baby. I’m going to make them as quick as possible. Are you ready?” I ask, and she blinks and takes a deep breath.
“Yes, Sir,” she assures me, and I’m ready to get to work.
To start, I pick up a vibrating butt plug, cover it in lube, and press it to her hole.
“Breathe, princess,” I instruct, pushing it into place.
Izzy evens her breathing, relaxing her body and allowing me to push it all the way in.
“Good girl.” I pick up a rabbit vibrator and bring it to her lips. “Give it a good suck for me,” I encourage, but she doesn’t immediately open.
“I want you to fuck me.” She pouts, and my cock throbs at her words.
“That’s coming soon, princess. I promise. But I know I’m not going to last long. Giving you all of these orgasms has me on edge, and I want to finish the night balls deep inside you.”
She smiles and nods, opening her mouth and sucking on the toy.
Once she’s got it good and wet, I slide it between her legs, staying close to her head, wanting to kiss her while fucking her with the rabbit.
I turn the vibrator on and rub it against her clit, swallowing her cries of pleasure. The crowd has heard enough for now. These are for me.
Our tongues battle as her nerve endings are pushed to the limit. Her body bows and her moans grow louder as I slide the toy inside her, making sure the top is pressed firmly to her clit. I hold it inside of her as I steal kisses.
“Shit,” she screams when another orgasm hits. That’s when I fuck her harder with the rabbit, hoping to get a back-to-back release from her.
Her body continues to bow and buck, moans leaving her lips, but I don’t stop until I’m certain she’s come twice.
“How are you doing now?” I ask, sliding the rabbit out and dropping it onto the stage before untying her.
“Good, but I need your cock. I need you.”
“With pleasure, baby.” I kneel in front of her and release my cock again.
My dick is dripping with precum, and I won’t need any lubricant to slide easily into her delicious pussy.
Unhurriedly, I push inside her, groaning as we become one. This is my happy place, being inside Izzy like this. This woman is my everything, and even though we have only been together for a short time, I know I’m never letting her go. I think one day soon, I’m going to ask to collar her. Fuck, I even want to ask her to marry me. She’s it for me. I don’t want anyone else.
I lean over Izzy and untie her arms, and she doesn’t wait to circle them around my neck while I kiss her.
“I love you,” I whisper, and she smiles against my lips.
“I love you too.”
I move back a little so I can untie her ankles and turn on the vibration for the butt plug, causing a delightful mewl to escape Izzy’s lips. I feel the sensation against my cock, and I can’t help but groan along with her.
“Two more to go, princess. Are you ready?” I ask, needing to check on her.
“Please, Sir. Fuck me,” she begs, and I do exactly that.
Bringing her ankles to my shoulders, I allow myself to let go and fuck her with everything I have.
“Yes,” she screams while I pound into her, giving her all of me.
“That’s it, baby, let them hear you,” I encourage, even though I don’t give a fuck about the audience.
She keeps moaning so fucking loud, and it’s music to my ears.
The mixture of the vibrations and the way Izzy is crying out is almost too much for me. But I refuse to come until it’s time for Izzy’s last orgasm.
I move her legs to wrap around my waist, leaning over her to suck a nipple into my mouth. Her pussy flutters around me, another orgasm taking over when I bite gently.
Moving quickly, I rip her off the bench, and I know she’s about to complain about the loss of my cock, but I don’t stop. As fast as humanly possible, I move her to rest her chest against the bench, then, getting behind her, I drive inside her. This time, I allow myself to chase my release because I’m certain I can get her to come one more time.
It’s like I’m a madman the way I pound into her. I can’t wait to fill her with my cum and give her this last orgasm.
“Give me that last orgasm,” I demand, reaching between her legs and pinching her clit.
Again, she flutters around my cock, and it’s enough to draw out my release. We both curse, climaxing together, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt this high from an orgasm before.
I stay inside her while we come down from our high, peppering kisses across her shoulder blades.
Once I feel like I can stand again, I slowly pull out, smiling as my cum leaks down her legs. Leaning down, I scoop her into my arms, ready to take her to a private room for aftercare.
“You did so amazing tonight,” I praise then kiss her.
A few people clap and cheer while I carry her offstage, and Izzy giggles.
“Think they liked the show?” she asks while resting her head against my chest, and I chuckle along with her.
