Velvet and Lace (11 page)

She dug her nails into his shoulders and she constricted around him. He sank as far as he could go, melding their bodies together. Daphne came down from her orgasm just as Trent began to move. She felt another orgasm rising quickly.

“That’s it, baby, come again for me.” Trent pounded his hips against her, causing her hips to rise and fall against the wall. It was a relentless rhythm that had her coming in seconds and continued until he cried her name. She felt him come in hot spurts inside of her walls, and the most powerful orgasm of her life hit her. He had stilled by the time she had come back to reality.

His green gaze was calculating as he watched her. She started to feel self-conscious under his watch, but then he licked his lips.

“Watching you come against me, because of something I did...” He didn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t have to. There was something in his expression, something that spoke to her. Daphne placed her hand on his cheek.

“Take me to bed, Trent. I have more plans for you.” She giggled at the look on his face.

“I do believe I was making the commands.” He growled and pushed her back against the wall, driving his hardening cock back into her.

“Oh you were, and Darlin’ I was lovin’ it.” She moved her hips in circles and loved watching his eyes shut and his jaw clench. “And you can go back to commanding, I would just like a bed and not a wall.” She winced, knowing that her hips were going to be slightly raw.

“Shit. I’m sorry, baby. I wasn’t thinking.” He went from commanding sex god to caring, doting lover in seconds. She silenced him with a finger.

“Again. I didn’t complain. Now, will you grab my bag? Or you could put me down and I could walk?” It was his turn to silence her. He scooped up her bag and walked to his bedroom. With every step, his cock moved in and out of her. She was grinding against him by the time they reached the bedroom, and his cock was now fully hard inside of her.

He dropped the bag on the bed and then laid her on her back, pulling out of her. She felt devoid and empty without him inside of her. She looked up at him.

“I have to ask. Are you on the pill?” He didn’t look at her face, just kept his gaze fixed on her bared pussy. She tried to close her legs but he put his hands on her knees keeping her spread out before him.

“Yes I am, why?” Daphne lifted up on her elbows, cocking her head in question.

“Because the sight of my seed at your entrance is making me very, very happy.” He took his dick in his hand and began to stroke. “Your cream mixed with my cum is an aphrodisiac.”

Daphne was fascinated as he used one hand to stroke his cock and used the other to reach down and slip a finger inside of her. He moved his finger in and out for a moment before he brought it up to his mouth and sucked it clean. He groaned and Daphne blushed fiercely. That had been one of the most erotic things she had ever seen. When he opened his eyes, he stared down at her.

He looked sheepish for a moment. “Does it bother you that I enjoy that taste of you and I mixed together?”

“No. No it doesn’t.” She slipped one hand to spread herself further, trying to give him a better view.

“So would it be okay if I tasted more?” He winked as she nodded her head. He crawled up the end of the bed and dove between her legs. She flounced back against the pillows as his tongue delved inside her opening. She shivered as his tongue grated against her. Daphne let the sensations flow over her and slid her hands into the hair of the man causing them.

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Trent brushed Daphne’s hair out of her eyes as she slept beside him. She had passed out in his arms after his made her come twice with his tongue and then she had returned the favor. He was getting hard just thinking about her skilled mouth on his dick again. She had lovingly paid extra attention to him and swallowed every drop as he called out her name.

Now she was snoring softly against his side. Her blonde hair was in tangles spread out around her and on her. He loved how long and silky soft it was. He remembered how it felt to use it to hold her mouth to him and again his dick throbbed. She was lying on her side facing away from him, so his front was to her back. His dick was nestled in between her legs, at the bottom of her ass.

He pushed against her and she moaned slightly in her sleep before she rolled over to her stomach. Her right leg was bent at an angle so he could glimpse the magical spot between her legs, as well as got a perfect view of her ass.

Trent slid his fingers down the crack of her ass to her dewy, pink pussy. She was wet for him, but she always seemed to be. He placed a kiss on her butt, and she wiggled slightly but she didn’t wake. Sliding out of bed, he was careful not to wake her.

He quickly took care of business in the bathroom and thought about grabbing a snack. It was still dark outside. He glanced at the clock, 3 a.m. in the morning. He walked out into his room and paused at Daphne’s bag.

When he dropped it on the floor earlier, it must have opened, spilling out some of the contents. Trent bent down to pick everything up, and noticed a bottle on top. Twisting to see the label, he was stunned to be holding a bottle of lube in his hands. He quickly looked in the rest of her bag and found a satchel in the bottom, that was heavy and odd shaped.

Pulling it out he sat back on his heels, and then untied the string holding it closed. He couldn’t have been more surprised. Inside there were two various sized butt plugs, a glass dildo, and a vibrating egg. Looking down at the toys, a smiled spread across his face and his dick grew hard along his thigh.

He placed everything else back in her bag and then gathered up his find, before he walked back to the bed. Daphne was still laying on her stomach, the soft rise and fall of her chest telling him she was still asleep.

Carefully, so that he wouldn’t wake up her, he crawled over to her side. With her leg still up, he easily placed the vibrating egg inside of her and put it on the lowest setting. She moaned but he could tell she was still sleeping. Moving up the bed, he left the egg where it was and curled his arm around her, finding her breasts. He placed kisses up and down her back and shoulders and along her neck while he lazily played with her nipple. He knew the moment she came awake. Her breathing switched but she didn’t make a move.

He caressed her body and marveled at how smooth and silky her skin was. His fingers were calloused from the construction sites and the contrast was oddly arousing. He pushed his cock into her hip and smiled when she pushed back. She rolled to her side and gave a little yelp. He assumed the egg shifted inside her and had to grin.

He smiled at her as she turned in his arms. “Hey, sleepy head. I hope you don’t mind, I found your bag of toys.”

“Hey yourself, handsome. I don’t mind at all.” Daphne reached up and placed her palm against his cheek. He turned into her hand, loving the woman beside him. He had never felt more relaxed with anyone. He looked down at her and was shocked by how much fire was in her eyes.

“Are you sore?”

When she shook her head, he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“What else did you find in my bag?” Daphne reached in between them and wrapped a small hand around the base of his cock. He hissed in a breath at the contact but she just lazily stroked him.

“I found lots of goodies, that I would love to play with. I just didn’t want to play too much until you were awake.  I wasn’t sure if that would cross a line.” He tried for a sheepish look. He had considered using all of the toys on her, so that she woke wanting him as much as he wanted her.

“I wouldn’t have minded waking up like that. But the toys are more fun when I’m awake.” She arched into his body, stroking his balls with her fingernails. It was excruciating torture but he loved it. She was gentle and he was grateful. But he definitely loved his balls being played with.

Trent looked down into her eyes. “Would you like to play?”

“What did you have in mind? Daphne raised an eyebrow and he reached behind him to grab the bag of toys. He also grabbed the lube lying next to him. He held up the smaller butt plug and the lube and loved how her eyes lit up.

“Have you used these before, baby?” His breath hitched as she squeezed more firmly on his balls. When she shook her head, he almost growled. The thought of being her first of something was a heady thought.

“I would love to try them with you. What position would you like me in?” She looked up him from underneath her lashes.

“Are you comfortable laying on your stomach? We can try it many different ways. I think that position would just be easiest.” Before he could even finish his sentence she had rolled over so that she was lying with her ass up in the air.

He moved her legs apart so that he could kneel in between them. “In more ways than one, I love how you are so open with me." He stroked a finger down the crack of her ass to her weeping core. The cord to the egg ran out to the control switch next to her. It was erotic as hell to look at. She propped her chin up on her hand so that she could watch him.

Trent caressed her ass for a minute, loving how firm and pert it was. He gripped each cheek and used his thumbs to caress the crack, running his hands up and down. Every time his thumb passed her anus, he heard a small whimper.

He moved back and grabbed the bottle of lube. “You ready?”

She nodded and he applied a small amount directly onto her. Then he took his index finger and spread it around. When he pushed his finger inside the tight ring, she tensed slightly so he paused. “Relax for me, baby. I know this has got to be different for you. At any point, you can tell me to stop.”

Instantly, he saw her shoulder’s slump and there was less resistance against his finger. He pushed farther forward and let her get used to the feeling of something in her ass. To try and make her feel better he kicked up the notch on the egg. He could hear the hum from inside her pussy.

The butt plug lying next to him looked like a beginners plug. It was only about the size of two of his fingers side by side at the base, and funneled up in a cone shape, so that the tip was small. He removed his finger and slowly worked the plug in. She tensed as it got bigger but he stroked her cheeks and got her to relax for him. Once it was completely in Daphne began to roll her hips.

“Can you get up on your knees, baby?” He held her up, keeping the butt plug firmly in place. He turned off the egg and she gave him a curious look. Slowly he pulled on the cord so that the egg slipped free. Then he replaced it with his fingers as he also slowly began to work the plug in and out of her ass.

“Holy shit, Trent. That feels amazing.” Daphne pushed back against his hands. Trent loved the way she moved for him. Turning his wrist, he flicked his thumb against her clit and she arched her back and pushed into him. She practically purred under his touch. 

He continued to move the plug in and out slowly until it was slipping free easily and she was completely adjusted to it inside of her. He moved his hands away for a moment and she growled. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her butt.

“Easy, baby. I promise I’m gonna make it good for you.”

“You were making it good for me. I wasn’t complaining and then you stopped.” She stuck out her bottom lip and pouted at him. Then she wiggled her butt seductively. He gave her a playful smack and she moaned.

“You like that?”  When she nodded he had to bite back a curse, his cock was so hard it was becoming painful.

He placed his palm on her butt and rubbed in slow circles and with his other hand he slowly pulled the plug all the way out and reached for the larger one. If he could get her used to that size, then maybe, they could possibly try him inside of her. Her eyes widened for a moment, when she saw the new plug. He visibly watched her body tense again.

“Hey now.” He set the new plug back on the bed. “We can stop. You do not have to do this. We can stick to the smaller one or switch to something else.” He moved to lie next to her, and eased her to lie on her side as well. “I don’t need this. I have enjoyed everything we have done. Come here.”

Trent crooked his finger to her and she slid closer to him. He got momentarily distracted by the movement of her breasts. He opened his mouth to speak again and was stunned as she placed a finger over his lips.

“Stop talking, handsome. I was enjoying what we were doing. If I didn’t want to try anal sex with you, I wouldn’t have brought the toys with me. I just was surprised by how fast it was moving. I got a little worried.” She smiled and slid closer to him, so that her breasts were pressed against his chest and her forearm brushed his cock. He moaned at her touch.

“Should I go back to what I was doing?”

Daphne nodded and he placed a kiss on her lips. Then he moved back to in between her legs. When she propped herself back up on her knees with her ass in the air, he was lost. He slid the smallest plug back into her easily, and watched as her pussy clenched.

Trent moved behind her, so that he was kneeling. He placed the head of his cock at her wet entrance and swirled the head around gathering her wetness. When he began to push inside of her, he almost lost it. She was tight and hot, clenching his cock, trying to entice him deeper inside.

“Trent, please.” With Daphne’s quiet whisper, he buried himself inside of her. They moaned together at the sensation. Without a condom he could feel every inch of her slick silk covering him. He caressed her soft cheek and hip with one hand, and then moved the plug in and out of her ass, opposite his strokes. He moved slow, trying to get her to feel everything and enjoy every moment.