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“Oh please...” Lexie sagged and jerked, trying to get away from the intense vibrations against her clit, and Patrick removed his hand, easing the pressure on her sensitive bud. He reached into his pocket for the remote and turned the vibe off. With his other arm still supporting her body weight, it wasn’t the easiest move to pull off, but he managed. Quickly, he unstrapped the butterfly from her, to make her more comfortable, although he left the plug. The pretty glass end just looked too cute in her little hole, and he liked knowing she would still be feeling the effects during aftercare. Straightening her up, he let her lean on him so he could undo the hooks at the front of the waist cincher. Immediately she slumped, sighing with relief.
Lifting her limp weight into his arms, cradling her against him, he moved around to the other side of the desk and he settled back into the chair. Ignoring the painful erection he was sporting was making his lower back ache, but he knew he didn’t have a choice.
Lexie snuggled into Patrick’s chest, warm and happy and completely sated. Her butt cheeks were burning, the heavy plug in her ass was making her ache, and her nipples throbbed under the weight of the jewels. As Patrick cradled her in his lap, the plug was jostled and she shuddered, her body clenching as the aftermath of her orgasm rippled through her in a kind of mini-quake.
She nuzzled her head into his shoulder, resting against his broad chest and savoring the feel of him holding her so tightly against him. The press of his erection into the side of her hip made her insides ache pleasurably. If he wanted to have sex right now... but somehow she instinctively knew he wouldn’t. Just having her in a scene had been such a huge step for him, and even if they both wanted it, trying to push him towards it would just backfire on her.
Still, she could enjoy knowing she’d had that effect on him.
“How are you feeling, Pixie?” he asked, his voice gentle as he stroked her hair. Lexie tipped her head back so she could smile up at him. Their faces were only inches apart and she thought, for a moment, that he might lean down and kiss her. But then the moment passed, something shuttering in his eyes, and she knew he was going to hold himself back.
“Good,” she said honestly, before the silence between them could become awkward. “Very good, Sir. That was... wonderful.”
His hand slid up her leg towards her butt, stopping at her upper thigh. “Not too rough for you?”
“No... although I don’t think I’d want that much of a spanking every time,” she said, determined to be honest, hoping he wouldn’t be disappointed. To her relief, he looked pleased by her confession. If he’d liked being that rough every time, or even rougher, she wasn’t sure if she could have taken it. The brief moment of fear she’d had fluttered away as the conviction that they meshed well together settled in.
Everything he’d done, she’d loved. Not just because it was him either. The teasing, the beating, the orgasm... it had all been incredible. Trusting him came to her easily, and she’d been able to completely let go in a way she’d never experienced before. Even the scene with Michael hadn’t been this intense, despite the fact that Michael had touched her while Patrick had remained decidedly hands off. It frustrated her, a bit, that he hadn’t actually touched her during the scene. Being cuddled afterwards was great, but she wished he’d put his hands on her at any point before that.
He was still holding back.
Baby steps, she reminded herself.
“Good, so we’ve started exploring some of your limits,” he said, smiling and looking thoughtful at the same time. She could practically see his thoughts starting, going straight into planning mode. Patrick was definitely a planner. Lexie was sure he was already thinking about what he might do to her next time.
No objections there, even if it meant he wasn’t paying attention to the fact that she was naked on his lap right now. Hell, for all she knew, he was trying to distract himself from her nakedness. She wouldn’t put it past him. Being patient for him was hard, but if that scene was any indication, it would be worth it in the end. So she just settled in and let him cuddle her, drank the water he pulled out of the desk for her, and enjoyed what he was willing to give her right now.
Which, as she found out at the end of the night, included the butt plug. Realizing he’d picked it out especially for her made her night. Some girls would be giddy over flowers or jewelry... Lexie would take her specially-chosen, blue glass butt plug over those any day.
7
Getting bored at work, Lexie found herself feeling compelled to write Jake an email. Maybe because she’d scened with his best friend last night and would be at the club again tonight? Granted, she’d be working tonight, but still. It was hard to forget what she’d done last night, because her nipples still ached and so did her ass, inside and out. She felt a little awkward, keeping this kind of secret from Jake. Not that she shared every aspect of her life with him, but this part now involved a guy he basically considered his brother. Before today she’d never felt even the slightest twinge of guilt about her crush on Patrick, but now that they’d done something together, it was somehow different.
Still, she wasn’t going to let Jake or anyone else hold her back from what she wanted. It was her choice to make. She didn’t really think anyone would disapprove, but of course everyone would worry. So she wouldn’t say anything about it exactly. But she didn’t want him to get home and have a conniption (as Hilary would say) because he didn’t know she’d been going to Stronghold regularly. The more she could prepare him, the better, she figured. And, hopefully, the less he would blame Patrick if he was upset about her... activities.
They hadn’t Skyped in about two weeks, which was fairly usual. He had to split up his Skype time between her parents, her, Patrick and any of his other friends. No girlfriend though, unfortunately. In between Skypes, she usually wrote him emails to let him know what was going on at home. She’d learned, during his first deployment, that he liked consistent updates, even if she didn’t really have anything new to say. It made him feel connected. Sometimes she almost used him as a diary, it felt like, but he said he liked it so she kept doing it.
Hey Jakie-poo,
She grinned, knowing he would growl at the salutation. Their mom had called him Jakie-poo until he was ten and had finally told her, in the way only an exasperated pre-teen could, to cut it out. Unfortunately for him, Lexie had been old enough to remember. When they were kids, she’d called him that to annoy him. Now it was said with more affection, and he only pretended to get pissy about it.
I miss you. How’re things on your side of the sea? Not much new is going on here during the day. Mom and Dad are still bugging me about getting a “real” job - like I’ll somehow have a magic revelation about not being a receptionist anymore. I just can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing. I’m making enough money to do all the things I want to, and I find it hard to care beyond that, although they don’t seem to understand I’m just not feeling very career-motivated.
Hilary’s asked me to be a bridesmaid, which I’m SUPER excited about. I didn’t expect it at all, which just makes it even better. Angel’s going to be a bridesmaid too, and Jessica’s her maid of honor. I really can’t wait for you to come home and meet everyone! Olivia’s a groomsman along with the rest of the guys. I know you’re going to love them as much as I do.
A few nights a week I’m going to be at Stronghold - and not working! I know, I know, I won’t go into detail. But I just wanted to let you know. The Sentinels aren’t happy about it, of course, but all the other submissives backed me up, and so did Olivia. The rest of the Doms and Dommes didn’t get involved. I’m just happy because I feel like I’m finally getting what I need. That’s all I’m going to say about that though, so no freaking out on me. If anything, it’s your fault for having pervy friends, it must have rubbed off on me =)
I really do like the club though, and finally having girl friends who are like me. I’ve been spending a lot of time with Angel and Leigh lately, and getting to know Maria, and now I’m a bridesmaid I’ll probably be seeing Hilary and Jessica even more. It makes me really happy. Not that I don’t love the guys, but having some estrogen around (and not just Olivia) has been really nice. I didn’t realize how much I missed having girlfriends until now.
I really miss you too though, everyone does. We can’t wait for you to come home... if you’re home by Halloween, you’ll have to come to Stronghold to see the awesome decorating job I do for the theme nights! Don’t worry, I’ll protect you from all the kinksters. I know how those subbies frighten you.
Love,
Lexie
After giving the email a once over, Lexie hit send. She felt like she’d done a pretty good job of sliding in the info about her actually becoming involved in the club without giving too much or too little information. Couching it in between talking about the other girls would hopefully mean it didn’t stand out too much. Jake usually wasn’t too horribly overprotective - the Sentinels were actually much worse when they were doing the big brother thing in his stead - but email and Skype didn’t really help her gauge his reactions. Even looking at him face to face over the computer wasn’t the same, because she couldn’t see the rest of his body, and Jake had always been good at controlling his facial expressions.
Whatever. She’d drop a few more hints along the way until he finally came home. There was only so much she could do, and then it was up to him to not freak out. She tapped her pen on her desk, making herself sit up straight rather than slouching and resting her head on her hand like she wanted to. It wasn’t a very professional look, after all. Sending the email to Jake hadn’t made her feel much better, because in the end, he wasn’t the one she needed to convince.
