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Jack Macey:Just a little curious about how you think crushing my balls will help me get over Trent.
Blood rushes to my dick at the thought of using a ball crusher on Jack. Or a stretcher. Or a cage. Or clamps. Maybe even a dick plug...I’m not going to beat around the bush, CBT’s always been one of my favourite things to do, and the thought of having Jack at my mercy like that is thrilling. But at the moment it’s all very hypothetical. It’s on the list, sure, but I’m not going anywhere down that road until I know whether Jack’s into pain play. He might enjoy being pounded good and hard, but that doesn’t make him a masochist.
Me:The same way everything else helps—by opening your mind to a whole world of stuff Trent would never be a part of.
Jack Macey:And this new world includes crushing my balls? That doesn’t sound fun ??
I’m about to send another response when I see fingers snapping in front of my face. I glance up to scowl at Vanessa. “What?”
“You’re supposed to be helping me,” she grumbles. “The baby shower’s tomorrow and there are a million things to do!”
I let out a frustrated sigh. How the hell did I get roped in to helping with a bloody baby shower?
I eye her warily. “I don’t have to actually go to this thing, do I?”
She rolls her eyes. “No. But I do need you to help me unpack all this stuff.” She gestures to a couple of boxes sitting on the kitchen table. “And you can put up the deco- rations and make up the gift bags.”
“And what are you going to be doing, your highness?” I grumble.
“I’m going to be baking for the dessert bar. You can take some cupcakes home with you as a reward.”
Well, that’s something, I guess. Vanessa does make pretty amazing cupcakes.
“Why isn’t Molly helping with this?” I ask as I tear open one of the boxes, revealing a bunch of glass baby bottles of all things.
“She’s at netball. She’ll be over later.”
Sighing with resignation, I get to work. But I can’t resist sending another text to Jack first.
Me:It’s very fun...for me
Jack Macey:Fucking sadist
Me:Absolutely ??
15
Jack
“Ihave something for you,” Alastor says when I emerge from the bathroom on Saturday morning. We’ve settled into a kind of fuck buddies arrangement over the past week and more often than not, crash at whoever’s place we happen to be at that night, because who can be fucked driving forty-five minutes when they’re completely knackered from sex? With Trent and Xavier still away on their honeymoon there’s no one around to take note of the unusual behaviour, and I have no doubt this whole thing will fizzle out well before they get home, and Alastor and I will go back to our normal factory settings of biting each other’s heads off at every opportunity. I mean, it’s not as though we’ve stopped doing that now—it’s just that at the moment whenever we argue we somehow end up fucking.
“That’s a butt plug,” I point out, frowning in confusion at the item Alastor’s holding up for me to see. I already have a butt plug. It was one of the items I bought when we went shopping at the sex store and I’ve put it to pretty good use since.
Alastor’s lips curve in that infuriating smirk of his. “Gold star. Now, turn around and drop the towel.”
A shiver runs through me at his commanding tone, and I can’t seem to stop myself from obeying. “A please would be nice,” I mutter.
“It wasn’t a request, Macey,” he says gruffly, and I jerk a little upon realising he’s right behind me.
I don’t have time to wonder what he’s doing, because a moment later, I feel slick fingers probing at my entrance. I let out a soft groan and press back against Alastor’s hand as he pushes inside me.Fucking hell.My arse is still tender from a couple of vigorous fucks last night and this morn- ing, but I don’t care. I want more. It seems like I’m always wanting more when it comes to Alastor.
He fucks me and stretches me with his fingers until I’m a groaning, panting mess, not even remotely ashamed when I start begging for his dick. Ineedhim inside me. I need him buried deep, fucking hard. And I need his cum so badly I’m shaking with it.
“Please, Alastor,” I gasp out. “Please,I need you in me.”
He withdraws his fingers and gives my arse a soft tap. “Not right now.”
“What? No!” I groan, not caring how desperate I sound. “Fuck, you’re such a bastard. Why are you doing this to me?”
