14.
North Star (ManxMan)
I rushed into the house, my heart beating so fast. The lights flash even more when Wren walks into the house. I could not hear him but I knew he was already in the house and giving me as much time to run which was just pointless. It felt like I was being chased by a predator and yet it felt exciting. It felt really good.
I ran up the stairs and let out a loud sound when I felt Wren suddenly behind me, his arm around my waist. He lifted me up and pulled me over to the room. He doesn't bother locking the door, he leaves it wide open as he continues to stare right at me.
"It isn't a good idea to test me just like you have, Bailey." Wren said, talking a step forward. I took one backward and the cycle continues that way until my legs brush the bed. There was this glint in his eyes and he was smirking at me. Like he knew all the different things he wanted to do with me tonight. Maybe I overdid it. There were different ways to tempt him into giving him and sleeping with me but I had to choose the anger route. What the fuck was I thinking?
"Since you like to dance and move your body like the little minx you are. You're going to give me a little show." Wren said and I blinked at him. I definitely didn't hear wrong, my hearing aid was in the highest volume so I could hear everything.
Wren moves his finger and I take a step forward.
"Take off your clothes, slowly. If you want me to fuck you like you need, give me a show, Bailey." He said and I gulped. He hasn't called my name this much since we started dating. The first things to come off were my shoes and with my waist moving in a little whine, body moving slightly, I took off my sheer top and then my pants until I was standing there in black net briefs with open sides.
Wren took a step forward but I stayed, looking at him right in the eyes, hands behind my back. Wren stops in front of me and raises a hand to my throat. He wraps his fingers around it, pulling me forward and pressing his lips to mine in a biting, wet and dirty kiss. He doesn't touch any other part of me and just kisses me, literally leaving me breathless. We pulled apart, a tiny stretch of spit connecting us together.
I turned away from his gaze and climbed on the bed, my ass up in the air and right in front of his face, giving him a full view of me. I laid on my back, head propped up on a pillow. Wren licked his lips as he watched me. He does not move for a bit until finally, he begins to unbutton his shirt, letting it fall to the ground. I watched him pull down his pants, then his boxer until he was standing there. Naked, big and strong. I watched him take sure strides to the bedside drawers, pulling out lube and a row of condoms.
He notices me staring at it and he grins.
"One isn't going to be enough for what I want to do to you tonight, baby." he said and my entire being shook, especially at the emphasis on the pet name. It was the first time he had called me that and he had said it in such a filthy way.
Wren crawled up the bed, hand slipping up my thighs as he got closer. Pressing kisses up my stomach, my chest, collar bone, my jaw and then finally he kisses me again. I wrapped my arms around him, fingers pushing into the air as we kissed, arching up and pressing my body more into his. The air in the room was already hot and warm, filled with our need and the promise of what to come.
Wren takes his time kissing me, dipping his tongue into my mouth, licking and tangling with mine. I let out a loud whine when he pinches me and then digs his nails in the same spot. It was a very good, ridiculously good mix of pleasure and pain.
Wren pulls back abruptly, scratching the tips of his nails down my skin, fingers digging into the sides of my underwear and sliding it down. He tosses the light fabric behind him while he scoots down the bed just a little and then presses a kiss to my knee, trailing up my thigh with kisses, nipping, kissing, licking, biting and leaving his marks on my skin.it felt so good, it made me so hard. He does the same on the other thigh, and litters my chest and stomach with little marks until I was being manhandled and turned around. He arranges me how he wanted me. With my head pressed down onto the bed, my waist dipped just a bit and my ass pushed out. I felt the warmth and press of his weight against my back, felt his tongue burn on my skin, teeth digging in and pulling.
I could hear how loud I was. I was whinny, and making these sounds and Wren. . . Wren was letting out these little groans, these low moans as he tasted my skin, as he left his marks behind on my skin. And then all of a sudden said weight was gone and in the next second, I could feel his fingers pulling my ass apart and then there was a cold feeling in my hole. My hips move on their accord, pressing backwards into the feel of Wren's finger.
"It's lube, baby. Edible lube." Wren said, loud enough for me to hear him. His voice sounded different. Hoarse, deeper, like he was affected. Wren presses a kiss to the curve of my ass and then he parts them and moves closer. I could feel his warm breath against my skin.
When Wren licks at my hole, I let out a loud cry and gripped the bed-sheets tightly. His fingers dug into my ass as he ate me out until I couldn't take it anymore and was coming onto the bed, my arms shaking.
I was pulled back by a hand slapping my ass, with enough pressure for it to hurt for a couple seconds and then it was gone.
"Naughty, naughty." Wren said as he turned me around. "Since you're naughty, I am going to fuck you like this, your come pressed to your back."
Wren doesn't touch my cock but he does coat his fingers with the lube and slip one into me, pumping in and out. He looked down at me, his eyes dark and we were both panting and a little sweaty. He bends down and takes my nipple into his mouth as he adds another finger, moving them in and out fast. He adds a third finger just as he leaves one nipple and leans over to take the other into his mouth. It felt so good. Like there was fire in my veins. I couldn't stop touching him.
Wren slipped between my legs and slipped an arm underneath my waist, pulling me up and even closer as he slid into me. I already knew how big he was but it felt different, it felt so big as he slid into me, almost like he was going to slit me open.
It took a couple of seconds before he started moving. Taking him time, in long strokes that made me wrap my legs around his waist and made me dig my nails into his shoulder. What started out slow, picked up its pace until he was thrusting into me with sharp, hard strokes that made me leave scratches up and down his back. I could hear him call out my name, I could hear him calling me baby.
When I finally came, tears slid down the sides of my face. It felt so good my vision washed white and my legs shook uncontrollably. Wren goes on, pis-toning his hips until he comes, his forehead pressed to my collarbone.
My legs spasm and I tried to take big gulps of air. Wren pulls out of me but he does get up, his weight resting on mine.
"Baby. . ."
"I like it when you call me that." I said, not even self conscious of what I sounded like or if I fumbled the words. I just wanted him to know.
Wren pulls himself up and stares down at me. I wondered what I looked like to him. He traced his fingers along my skin, over the marks he had left behind. He looked very happy, sated and proud of himself.
He moved closer and pressed a kiss to my forehead and I smiled. He raised his hands and signed. "You are absolutely perfect." his fingers never fumbling or making any mistakes.
My hands were still a bit shaky but I did raise them to sign. "And you rocked my world." I snickered and Wren laughed. That one laugh that sounds like it's coming from deep within him. He pressed another kiss to my forehead and another on my cheek.
"Give me a minute, lovely." Wren said as he got up from the bed. I watched him walk towards the bathroom and then after a while I heard the sound of water. I tried to sit up but I was so tired and so sore, so I remained on the bed.
Wren walks out of the bathroom a couple minutes later and is still very much naked. He doesn't even ask, it's like he just knows, and lifts me off the bed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he smiled softly at me, staring at me with this glint and look of wonder in his eyes.
The bathroom was warm, there was the smell of berries in the air. Wren carried me to the bathtub that was covered with bubbles and he gently set me inside. It was the perfect temperature and it felt like I was pulled in for a big hug. Wren gets in behind me and pulls me a little closer so I could rest my head on his shoulder.
"Feel better?" Wren asked as he pressed a kiss to my head.
"A lot. I can at least feel my legs now." I said and Wren chuckled. I could feel his body shake against mine.
"You asked for it and you know that I don't say no to you." he said and I giggled, reaching my hands so I could play with the water and the bubbles. He never tells me no. We talked for a while, quietly between us and then I remembered the sensor lights.
"When did you get the lights done?" I signed.
"When you went back to yours this evening. I had one of my staff stay behind as the lights were installed. He said it didn't take long." Wren said and I nodded. "I also got siren sensors for the cars."
I turned around, so I could look at him.
"You did not have to."
Wren spoke but at the same time, he signed with his hands. "I want to give you me and everything I have. I want to move in with you. I want to share everything I have with you. I want to spend a long time with the man I love and give him everything I own, I want to provide for him too."
I paused. My eyes still trained on his hands.
I looked up at him, my eyes wide as I looked at my boyfriend.
"Wren . . ."
Wren spoke, his fingers signing along. "You don't have to say it back. I will wait for you but I just wanted you to know. I love you, Bailey. I am in love with you. I love you so much and I just don't want to hide it or tell you any later."
I moved closer, raising my hands so I could cup his face.
"I love you, Wren." I said, my hands shaking just a little but I needed to let him know. "I love you so much.