Dungeon Daddy by Golden Angel
Chapter 28
Esther
Dinner was delicious and fun. It didn’t matter that they’d been together for over thirty years; she felt like a newlywed again. Or maybe newly engaged, with the ring on her finger? Either way. It was like they were young and in love all over again, except that now they were also older and wiser, which made everything feel even more robust.
The future was bright.
After dinner, they headed to the Outlands. Despite a heavy sigh, Jax agreed to go through the main floor entrance, so they could spend time in the club section before going downstairs to the Dungeon. It was loud, the flashing lights were bright, and the music wasn’t at all what Esther liked, but she didn’t care because she loved to dance… and Jax was right there with her.
Their bodies swaying together to the throbbing beat, her arms around his neck, it was easy to ignore the jumping, bumping, and grinding of those around them.
Jax danced with her for longer than she thought he would, so when he finally suggested going downstairs, she agreed. The club was filling up as the hour got later, which meant it was more crowded than she liked. They headed downstairs, past the Dungeon’s bouncer, with her ears ringing from the music upstairs.
“Thank you,” she said, leaning into him. She could tell his ears were ringing as well by the face he made, his finger pressing against his ear, then releasing as if he was trying to get the annoying buzz to go away.
Meeting her gaze, Jax smiled, an indulgent softness shining in his dark eyes.
“Any time, babygirl.”
A soft kiss, the squeeze of his arm around her waist, then the elevator arrived. They went through the lobby to the Outlands dungeon and into the play area. Esther knew they weren’t there to play, but she was excited to watch… and to show off her ring.
“There they are.” Jax moved her toward the bar, where she could see her friends gathered, talking. “Let’s go say hello.”
“Did they know?” Esther asked, the thought suddenly occurring to her as they moved.
“They did, but only Cyana has seen the ring, and I didn’t tell them when I was going to do it.” Unsurprisingly, Jax had picked up on her real question. Esther smiled up at him. This would be at least a little of a surprise for them, too. She liked that.
As they walked up, they could hear Gavin and Aiden’s conversation. The Dungeon Master was giving Aiden a talking-to while Leah and Cyana sat on their barstools, gazes ping-ponging back and forth between them.
“Maybe you should try something different if you really want something different, instead of doing the same kind of scenes with the same kind of young submissives over and repeatedly.”
“I scene with different submissives!”
“Yes, and despite all the differences between them—and to your credit, there are a lot of differences—they all have one thing in common. They’re all at least twenty years younger than you and fall worshipfully at your feet.”
“He has a point,” Jax said, stepping into the conversation. “You might try something other than rotating through all the young submissives who trip, falling all over you.”
“Oh, good, now it’s five against one,” Aiden said, rolling his eyes and teasing. “Esther, you want to be on my side, don’t you?”
“I think Gavin and Jax are on your side, and you don’t realize it,” she told him, laughing when he put his hand over his heart and pretended to be wounded. She patted the top of his hand, and he frowned. Grabbing her fingers and holding them up, light glinted off the pink diamond, catching Leah and Cyana’s attention.
“What’s this?”
“My vow renewal ring,” Esther said. Leah squealed and jumped up to hug her.
Esther gave Aiden a look over her friend’s shoulder, knowing he’d latched onto the first thing he could use as a distraction. He shrugged unrepentantly, and there was a twinkle in his eye, so she decided to let him get away with it. She let their friends draw her into conversation—especially when she heard Gavin suggesting a double ceremony.
* * *
Jax
Leather, pain, and pleasure—was what the Outlands was all about. As much as he’d enjoyed his visit to Marquis, it was the Outlands where Jax really felt most at home. He and Esther preferred not to play but liked to watch, and the Outland’s large room meant they could watch all sorts of scenes.
Holding hands, they walked through the club, stopping to watch a few scenes—skipping the one where a slightly bored Aiden was taking a worshipful submissive through her paces. Aiden was a good Dom, so he was giving her a good experience, but the chemistry and sizzle that made up an enjoyable scene to watch weren’t there. Jax was pretty sure Aiden wasn’t feeling it, either. Less experienced couples were enjoying the scene, but for him and Esther, it was painful to watch.
The more they walked around, though, the more Jax wanted to do rather than observe.
Standing with Esther in front of him, his hands on her hips, holding her back against his front, they watched the spanking scene on one of the benches for that purpose. He could feel Esther’s arousal from her wriggles and the way she pressed back into him, leaning her head back and giving him access to her body. Lowering his lips to right next to her ear, he gave the sensitive lobe a little nip.
“Want to get out of here?” His voice was low, a rough growl compared to his normal tones. He wanted privacy for them.
“Yes, Daddy,” Esther answered quickly.
Blood surged to his cock, but he ignored it for now. Taking Esther by the hand, he led her out of the Outlands—the back entrance this time, rather than going through the dance club—waving to Gavin as they went. Smirking, Gavin waved back.
Yeah, Jax wouldn’t mind it if the Outlands’ upstairs was turned into private rooms. It would make things a lot easier on him and Esther if they could go upstairs instead of all the way home. He hoped the kids remembered his advice if they were still up when he and Esther came home.
The house was quiet and dark when they arrived. Since it was after midnight, he’d assumed it would be, but with teenagers, one never knew. If they were up, they were holed up in their rooms.
Still, when he got Esther up to their room, kicking the door closed behind them, he took her in his arms and pulled her against him before giving her an order.
“You need to be very, very quiet, babygirl. I don’t want to hear a sound out of you.”
Her eyes flashed with understanding and lust, the command turning her on, and Jax grinned wickedly. Lowering his lips to hers, he gave her a thorough kiss, his hands sliding up her back to find her zipper and pull it down. His cock was already hardening again, his body eager to complete their celebration.
Being at the Outlands, they had been surrounded by sex and sensuality, but what really turned him on was being here with her.
Peeling off her clothing, one piece at a time, Jax peppered kisses on her bare skin as it was revealed. Esther whimpered, wriggling as he teased and fondled her.
“Over to the bed, babygirl,” he whispered. He probably could have spoken in normal tones without having to worry about anyone overhearing, but keeping his voice hushed added to the taboo-esque feeling. “Lie down on your back with your hands above your head.”
She started to sass him, then awareness flashed in her eyes. If anything, Esther was more modest than he was. They were playing a quiet game, but it was one she absolutely did not want to lose because it would mean their kids overhearing. She couldn’t be sure whether Jax would give her a spanking if she was a bad girl, which would make it much harder to stay quiet.
He grinned when she decided obedience was the better option.
* * *
Esther
Lying back on the bed, Esther bit her lip to keep silent when Jax followed her, settling between her thighs and pushing them open.
Oh… the bastard…
He kissed his way up the center of her inner thighs, knowing how hard it would be for her to stay quiet. Hard, but not impossible. More and more difficult with every little burst of pleasure he coaxed from her body as he buried his face in her pussy, the swipe of his tongue straight up the center surprised a tiny moan from her before she remembered to silence herself.
“Quiet, babygirl,” he reminded her. “I want you to be perfectly quiet… and good girls get rewards.”
She wanted to whimper so badly, but she stifled it—then clapped her hand over her mouth when he swirled his tongue back over her clit, teasing the tiny bud to hardness. Suppressing a moan, she rolled her hips, doing her best to take long, slow, even breaths as Jax worked her over, teasing, suckling, and doing his best to get her to make noise.
It was exquisite torture by pleasure, leaving her writhing, one hand over her mouth, the other pressing on his head as he tormented her. Her sensitive nerve endings were screaming, and she wanted to beg him, but if she did, that would make a noise, then she’d be a bad girl.
And he might keep torturing her for being naughty.
The best thing to do was to let him do as he wished—feasting, licking, nibbling, and sucking, making the hot pleasure tighten in her core without giving her the satisfaction of a release. Her back arched, toes curled, and body throbbed from the stimulation, and just when she was about to break and beg, he slid his mouth away from her needy pussy.
She ached, inside and out, and panted for breath, but she hadn’t broken. She hadn’t made a noise.
“Good girl.” His voice was still low, guttural as he knelt between her thighs, slowly stroking the dark length of his cock with one hand. Lining it up with her body, he began a slow but firm slide inside her, and Esther stifled another moan.
When she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, he slid his hands along them, pushing them back down and stretching them out above her head. Threading his fingers through hers, he pressed the backs of her hands into the mattress as his cock slid into her wet heat.
Gasping, straining, Esther’s hips moved up to meet him, her legs wrapping around him. He might pin her upper body to the bed, but he couldn’t stop her from doing that.
Hips moving, cock thrusting in and out of her, Jax leaned down to kiss her, and she tasted the sweetness of her own arousal on his tongue. She moaned, and the kiss smothered the sound. His tongue slid deeper, claiming her mouth while his cock pushed in and out of her with slow, steady thrusts. Moving her hips up to meet him, Esther’s legs pulled him, trying to draw him deeper and hold him in place as her needy pussy clenched around him.
Abandoning the kiss, Jax’s fingers tightened around her hand as he moved harder, faster, grinding his pubic bone against her sensitive spots. She was caged beneath him, helpless against his strength, submitting to her Daddy, to his conquest of her body and his domination over her senses.
Every thrust rubbed over her swollen clit, and her body couldn’t take it anymore. The tension burst over her, ecstasy filling her, then rebounded when she closed her mouth against it, the very act of staying quiet making it so much more intense than usual.
She writhed, panting, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes at the overwhelming sensations running through her. The pleasure splintered apart, consuming her, and she spasmed as he thrust in, hard and deep, filling her and making her complete.
Not much later, in a tangle of limbs, Esther stared at the perfect pink ring glinting in the moonlight where her hand rested on her Daddy’s chest, moving up and down with each one of his steady breaths.
Months ago, when she’d started her plan to save their marriage, she wasn’t sure she’d expected it to succeed, but here they were, albeit the path not at all what she’d thought it would be, but so much better.
Jax’s hand smoothed over her head where it rested on his shoulder, idly playing with a lock of hair.
“I love you, babygirl.” He breathed out the words, and Esther didn’t have to look up to know that his eyes were closed, and he was on the verge of sleep.
“I love you too, Daddy,” she whispered, rubbing his chest. Closing her eyes, she snuggled in.
They had the rest of their lives to spend together, and she couldn’t wait.
