22: CARED FOR

DELILAH

“When you said bed, I didn’t expect something that came with a price tag larger than what it took to lease my apartment,” I said, frowning, still feeling entirely uncomfortable as the movers walked out and I walked around the giant queen mattress that now took up the majority of what had once been my bedroom. It was a brand I hadn’t even dreamed of buying, with taxes. It even had a headboard where I could plug in my laptop or phone, making bedding that had been on the air mattress look more than inadequate.

Seth shrugged, texting on his phone, sitting on my pink bean bag. I hadn’t realized he had managed to order and have delivered a bed sometime in between us having sex and arriving right after I got out of the shower. The commotion making me dress rather quickly in my bathroom, wondering what the hell had happened.

Making me blink and wave my arm, attempting to get his attention. “Hello. Earth to Seth. I said you can’t—”

“You agreed to it,” Seth responded lightly. “Cole’s on the way with food. He’s going to complain you don’t have a table. Or, do you have a table?”

My face went red, feeling less ashamed and more angry that he would even ask. “You know damn well I don’t have a table just by looking around. Stop being an asshole.” I folded my arms, feeling… a little gross.

Seth zoned in on the look, immediately on his feet with his hands lifted in front of him. “Whoa. I’m not trying to be mean. Cole and I know what it is to grow up with a lot less is all, and come on you have to admit.” His look turned into one that was a little more smoldering as he came up beside me, slowly cornering me in the room. “You’re going to take my threats during sex seriously now.”

My jaw dropped, heart racing, and his words doing things to my pussy that shouldn’t have been possible. A large part of me wanted to argue, but he had warned me. He had warned me every wicked thing he had planned on doing and had followed through. Including ordering me a bed while continuing to follow through on his sexual—

“Oh no,” I said, holding up my hands, suddenly getting angry and defensive despite a very large part of me being… slightly thrilled and wanting to laugh at the situation. “You are not fucking me on that bed.”

Seth’s Cheshire grin as he put an arm above me against the wall, trapping me in the corner was enough to have the hair on the back of my neck prickle. My heart beating and my cheeks flushed as he looked me over carefully. Not touching me; inches from my body. “No?” He asked curiously, biting his lower lip. “Why not?”

“Because. I’m mad at you,” I said, trying to form words that sounded convincing to my own ears as I folded my arms. Brushing them against his torso as I let out a huffy sigh.

His grin was wicked, lifting a small piece of my hair. “So be mad at me, and we can do something entirely rude in bed. I saw that small box in your closet. I want to use a plug.”

~Oh fuck.~

***

Trying to stay mad at him while he was being so charming and sexy was…

My eyes involuntarily wandered to the bed, which looked entirely too inviting for my knees if he wanted to play with my ass. Something that I hadn’t exactly felt in months. A man sliding into me while feeling so full due to the sensation of something inside my other hole. The thought alone making me want to moan.

“Fine,” I bit out, pretending I wasn’t about to enjoy every minute of the idea. “I’m still mad about the bed.”

“Mmm, is that so?” he murmured, already dipping his head down low into my earlobe, his hands moving to caress my ass and the back of my head. Pulling me into his embrace with ease. “You’ll have to forgive me eventually I think. I mean. Just feel how soft it is.”

He flipped me so quickly I didn’t have time to react, feet falling from under me as he shifted me and threw me onto the bed. Pinning my hands above me as he ground his lower half into me. A smile on his face at my reactions.

“See?”

Seth’s lower half ground into mine, separated once more by the haphazard dressing we had done to be presentable for company. Feeling even more uncomfortable by the minute. “Fine. It’s soft,” I groaned out, sinking my fingers into his hair as his kisses trailed down my neck. I was wearing his shirt, and my eyes popped open in surprise as I heard it begin to tear, the noise somehow intensely erotic as he groaned. Pulling back to look at me with a look of satisfaction as the material gave way to reveal my naked flesh.

“Much better,” He crooned, running a hand down my chest and between my breasts. “I want to spend all day doing this with you.”

My cheeks went red from the flattery, half wishing we could. “I think this will be the last one. I’m getting a little sore.”

“Just a little?” He asked, pulling out the plug and lube from under a pillow nearby, wondering vaguely when he had had the time to stash them there. “I suppose we’ll need to fix that.”

My face was more than a little red now as I covered my eyes for a moment. “Seth. What are you doing!? That’s the big one.”

“Are you not able to take it?” He asked with a raised brow, his mouth coming to my inner thigh as his fingers moved to my waist. Removing the rest of my clothing.

“Ah… Well… I usually use the other two is all,” I mumbled, trying to be honest with him.

He chuckled, dipping down to my pussy without another word. His tongue expertly finding his way to my clitoris, flicking it as if it tasted like one of the sweetest fruits. I moaned, grabbing his hair and then tugging on it involuntarily as I felt the cool metal slide against my ass. Not even a little aroused enough for the penetration yet.

Seth seemed to understand though. Teasing me with the large silver plug covered in lube as he continued his assault on my pussy. I moaned louder and louder as he played with my ass and pussy. Feeling the ache begin to build as my head shook back and forth.

It had been forever since I had cum from being played with like this, and it certainly had never felt this good. Eric had never liked my plugs, or anything that could be seen as too “out there” in sex. Something I had had to somewhat give up while I was with him. So having someone else do it to me was like heaven. Wondering if I really could take the largest plug for him.

It was slightly painful as we got near the end. Edging me away from my orgasm just enough that I was panting by the time he was groaning with approval. Kissing the top of my stomach. “Fuck that’s so sexy. You took the whole thing.”

Seth bit his lip, moving his thumb to my clitoris again to begin building the pleasure once more. My body gripping down on the plug as I moaned, gripping the sheets as I barely saw him through my hooded gaze. Lost in a pleasure haze.

“That’s it,” he whispered as his cock began to invade me. I gasped, the feeling once again almost too much. Too full as he began to push inward. The feeling subsided quickly as my body adjusted to his cock, suddenly feeling an intense euphoria of being filled so completely as he stayed still inside me. His cock pulsing as he panted, brushing the hair out of my face. I moaned as he continued to pin me, shifting my body against his cock in small grinding movements. Both of us groaned in unison as his cock throbbed, growing larger and making everything almost painfully tight for a moment.

“I won’t last,” he ground out. “Fuck.” His lips met mine just as my orgasm overcame me, his hips pumping his cock into me over and over again. I whimpered, coming apart in his arms as he continued to fill me over and over. His orgasm hitting quickly as his balls slapped against my ass against the plug, feeling them move and pulse as his cock followed suit. Spilling inside me once more.