Grumpalicious by Mia Faye

Chapter 12

CAYDEN

She had me completely under her spell. I came so hard I was seeing stars. When her face finally blurred into focus, there she was, an angel and the most beautiful woman in the world. I just wanted to worship her. My reputation be hanged, I didn’t care. I was hooked. She had me in the palm of her hand. I knew so little of her, but I had six months to lock this deal in and I was ready to sign…

“Fuck, Genni,” I breathed. “Fuck me. That was incredible. Now.” I reached down between her legs to still find her ready for anything she’d allow me to do. “I want to rock your world as hard as you just blew mine apart.”

She kissed me. “I have toys.” The devilish grin on her face filled me with wicked pleasure.

“I like toys.” She proceeded to bring out a black box with a spicy arrangement of things in velvet bags and long slender boxes. “What do we have to play with?”

Suddenly all of this was incredibly fun.

“This is my favorite.” She pulled out a black velvet bag and inside of it was an electronic dildo with a soft exterior fashioned to look just like a large cock. I was impressed with the artistry of the thing and it felt soft and inviting to the touch. Maybe not as nice as the real thing, but very tempting. “Here,” she reached over and touched one of the many brightly lit buttons at the base of the thing where there was a long sloping handle. “This is amazing. You should let me peg you with it one day.”

“Oh no, not me. I’m not the pegging sort. My asshole only operates in one direction and that is out, nothing goes in.” I wagged my finger at her in protest.

She just laughed at me. “Fair enough, you’re respecting my boundaries, so I’ll do the same. So, if you press this it warms up.” I did feel the device warming.“ But if you press it again…” she did and suddenly the thing came alive.

I’d seen thrusting dildos in action, Allie also had a collection of them, but we never used them, because why would we? We had me. This, however, was a different situation.

“This looks fun,” I commented, and truthfully it did look fun, but not as fun as I would have been.

“It is...so…” She laid back on the bed and spread her legs as she caressed my arm. “Why don’t you have some fun?”

I swallowed, it was so fucking erotic, the idea of being able to use that thing any way I wanted on her in the one place she’d forbidden me to go.

“Really?” I touched the crazy vibrating cock.

“It has a bunch of buttons and does different things. Play around a little.”

That’s all the permission I needed. I moved to her beautiful body, which was lean and strong, and so perfect. Her breasts were small and perky, her stomach flat and muscular, her legs long and lean, but with a little meat near her ass where it was sexiest. She was a work of art. I got hard again just watching her lay there naked with her legs spread wide, waiting for me to pleasure her like a queen. I kissed her soft lips and played with the thing tracing it along her belly until she giggled. I danced it over her perfect breasts as I kissed her neck and throat making my way down to her tits with my mouth. I took each nipple and sucked on it hard, nibbling ever so often as I swirled the vibrator over her clit and between her legs teasing her pussy, making her as crazy for it as I was for her. Just playing with her was making me tingle with desire, but I swallowed back my need as I dangled the device between her legs, shaking with anticipation of the moment when I would penetrate her with it.

As I aroused her, she stroked my back and encouraged me to continue with her low moans and accelerated breathing. It was all I needed as I set the crazy contraption down and prepared her for entry with my fingers. I played with her beautiful pussy as I preferred to touch her and see her react to my expert ability to light a woman up. When she was just at the edge of an orgasm, I stopped and her eyes flew open, looking at me, pleading. I had every intention of pushing her right off the ledge of ecstasy, but I wanted her to beg for it. I wanted to hear her want me.

“I’ll give you what you desire, my dear, but you have to give me a little something too,” I instructed as I turned the dildo on and waved it playfully in the air.

“What?” she breathed in anticipation of what was to come.

“You have to beg…” I then swiped the thing gently over her clit and she bucked forward, involuntarily.

“Cash,” she pleaded, whispering.

“Better than that,” I teased as I made another swipe across her sensitive skin.

“Please.” She grabbed my arm, almost begging, it was close but…

“Come with me to New York tomorrow!” I figured I had some leverage I might as well use it.

“Please. Just...please.”

“Come to New York with me and I’ll take good care of you.” I nuzzled the contraction into the entrance of her vagina, just enough, but not all the way.

“Okay, okay,” she conceded and then I rewarded her with a gentle thrust of my hand and the thing was in.

She arched off the bed when it entered her and I had to say the sight was so erotic, my cock shot forward wanting to be in the moment. Well, it wanted to be in more than that, but I was having fun. I started playing with speeds and settings on the thing as I gently pushed and pulled it in and out of her until she clenched her jaw, and I knew what was coming next. I leaned in and claimed her mouth while she screamed out with an intense orgasm. I loved that she was shaking and panting...and most definitely waking up the rest of the house. I pressed that thing in as far as I could while she quivered and shook all over it.

There was no doubt about what we were up to after that tempest. She was fully fucked, just not by my cock, however. It was oddly satisfying seeing her laying there flushed and covered in a sheen of perspiration.

“Was that good for you?” I asked, mocking a little.

“Oh my God,” she breathed, and I figured that was a “yes.”

“Great.” I kissed her cheek as she came back to life as I slowly pulled the thing out of her and tossed it onto the side table.

It was late and we were both tired, though I was much less tired and had the issue of my now very stiff dick to deal with. I wasn’t going to ask her to help me with it, she seemed pretty spent as she rolled into me and just glowed.

“Thank you.” Her smile was heaven.

I pulled her in and kissed her again, with my erection sandwiched between our bellies.

“That was weird, but also fun.” I was being honest.

“I can tell you liked it.” There was a devilish glint in her eye.

“Yes, well. I did.” I tried to make small talk, but it was honestly quite hard.

“So now what to do with this?” She glanced down at me and chewed on her lip.

“Yeah, this.” I wiggled my cock on her skin.

Without giving it much thought, she took me into her hand and stroked her fingers gently up and down as her other hand cupped my balls. It felt nice, but it wasn’t helping my situation very much. She then rolled over to her side of the bed and pulled out some amazing smelling stuff, slathered it onto her hands and onto me, and started pumping harder as she moved closer and began to kiss me.

“What is this stuff?” I asked gently, touching her hand.

“CBD oil. It’s meant to peace you out a little.” As she tugged and played with me, I did feel the sensation of arousal with a little magical tingle too. “You’ll get off nice and gentle and then, we’ll crash.”

She did get me off, with the kissing and the expert hand-job and I shot like a rocket, it wasn’t too gentle, but I knew it wouldn’t be. Genni had me on fire. I did, however, feel very sleepy after hitting that O.

“We’re a mess,” I said hotly into her ear after exploding in her hands.

“Yeah.” She got up out of bed and walked to the adjacent bathroom.

“Am I meant to follow you?” I really wasn’t sure.

“In a minute.”

I heard the bath run and immediately wondered how two of us would fit into her tiny bathtub, but I soon learned, we could manage it if she sat on one side with her legs on me and I sat on the other with my legs on her. I was used to pool-sized bathtubs, but this was intimate and fun. We just let the water swirl around us. The water was warm and scented with lavender and I immediately felt relaxed. In fact, though Genni and I played pretty hard that night, taking penetrative sex off the table freed us both up. We found ecstasy but didn’t really have the baggage that often came with it. When we were done, we dried off with big fluffy pink towels and crawled into bed naked...the rest was dreamland.

The next morning, I woke up with her on my chest cuddled close to my body. I had to pee, but I didn’t dare move her. So, I laid there, needing to pee, and watched her sleep. I stayed staring at her as long as I could and then my bladder eventually took over.

“Sorry,” I said, trying not to jostle her. “Nature calls.”

I slid out from under her and jaunted to the bathroom in the brisk morning air. I had no sense of time, so when I went back into her room I found my phone and my clothes and saw that it was almost nine in the morning. I had a private plane scheduled for twelve, so it was time to wake sleeping beauty up and get a move on.

“Hey there, beautiful. We have to get you packed and ready to go, we have a flight to New York in three hours.

I gently pulled the covers away from her and she protested a little, but then groped for her phone, found it, grunted, and heaved herself out of bed. She didn’t say anything as she passed me to use the bathroom so I just got dressed.

She stuck her head out of the bathroom and looked at me.

“So, we’re really gonna do this?” she asked leaning against the door frame naked and looking sexy.

“Yep. I’ll help you pack. And…” I picked up the vibrator off of the side table on my side of the bed. “Let’s bring this along. This was fun.”

She rolled her eyes at me and shook her head as she moved to a drawer in the middle of the room, opened it, whisked out a pair of panties, jeans, and a bra, and wordlessly put them on. She then passed me, almost completely dressed and opened her closet, and found a loose-fitting floral blouse that was sexy as fuck.

“Okay, so um...just grab that suitcase and start pulling stuff out and putting it in there. I’ll get my toiletries, electronics, and stuff from the drawers. That needs to be cleaned.” She nodded to the vibrator and I did as she commanded. When I was in the bathroom I heard her ask, “how many suitcases can I bring?”

“As many as you want, it’s a private plane. I’ll have Kevin check me out of the hotel.”

“Kevin is here?”

I forgot that she might have gotten to know Kevin. He was my driver and assistant, but more, he was kind of my friend. He had my back. Being a man of few words, I didn’t really have to stress about him saying too much about my comings and goings, he either didn’t care or had the decency not to intrude. I had planned to make him my business partner, but it was taking a minute to get the lawyer freed up enough to work on his change of status paperwork.

“No, he’s in New York, but he can get my things sorted out and sent to the airport. I only have an overnight bag. Since I had a driver bring me here…Don’t worry. Let’s just get you packed up.”

So, I picked things I liked from her meager wardrobe, knowing I’d be buying her a completely new set of clothes, designer stuff, things she needed to be seen wearing and she picked up odds and ends and tossed them in her suitcase. In about an hour we had her packed and ready to move out. She had a tearful goodbye with Peyton which was a little hard to witness, but I did my best not to get swept away by their emotional depths.

“I’m going to text you every day,” Genni promised as she kissed Peyton on the cheek.

“And I’ll come to visit you,” Peyton was holding back tears. “Gosh, this is all happening so fast.”

“I know.” Genni looked completely lost. “I promise I’ll keep paying the rent. You’ll have the place all to yourself.”

Peyton looked at the ground. “I don’t really want it all to myself.”

Ugh, the scene was torture.

“I’ll be back, I promise.”

No, she wouldn’t be back, but it wasn’t the time or place to mention that, so I let them say their goodbyes.

“We will definitely have you come to visit,” I assured Peyton and I wasn’t lying. She was fun and she had a flirty, interesting, crowd of friends. I’d invite all of them to New York at some point.

As much as I wanted to let Genni sit and wallow, we had to get to the plane, so I shuffled her along and toward the car I had waiting for us. The driver put her bags in the trunk, and we were off.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said to herself.

“I’m glad you are. Just think of this as the beginning of a fun adventure.”

She gave me a painfully ironic look and for some reason, it made me eager to please her. Suddenly, her happiness was all I wanted.