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J enner sipped from his beer as he stood on the porch and stared at the mountains.

He should get back inside before Immy woke up. It was cold out here and he didn’t want her wandering around, trying to find him. When he’d gotten off the call to his therapist, Tobias had told him that Immy was napping and that he was going out for a few hours so Jenner had to look after her.

No other explanation. Not that it was any hardship to look after their girl.

The door behind him opened and there she was. Dressed in her owl onesie with Snowy held against her body, she stumbled out.

“Baby, it’s too cold for you out here,” he told her.

He didn’t get a reply and he didn’t expect one. She had her thumb in her mouth, she’d obviously spat out the pacifier she had been using when he’d checked on her earlier.

Setting down his empty beer bottle, he picked her up and carried her inside. He sat on the sofa with her on his lap. Grabbing a blanket, he settled it over her and turned the TV on low.

Suddenly, she moved around, trying to get off his lap.

“What are you doing, baby?” he asked in a soft voice.

“Cock. Suck.”

He tensed. Tobias wasn’t here, so that wasn’t going to happen.

“I’ll get your pacifier.”

“Cock.”

She slid onto her knees in front of him and reached for his jeans.

“No,” he said firmly, taking hold of her hands. “You can have your pacifier.”

All of a sudden, tears dripped down her face. “You don’t want me?”

“Baby, no, you know that’s not it. But you can’t just demand my cock like that.”

Actually, that wasn’t true.

He’d likely have given it to her if Tobias had been around. Although he might have made her wait until he was ready.

She blinked and glanced up at him and around. “Shoot. Sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry.”

Getting up, she rushed off into the bedroom.

Fuck.

He’d fucked that up.

Immy ignored the knock on the bedroom door. She’d stripped off her onesie and diaper. Which had been crazy weird to do herself

Now she was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a bathrobe.

Idiot, Immy.

She’d totally fucked that up.

She pinched the top of her hand as punishment.

“Immy. Open up. Please, Twinkles.”

Nope. Not happening. She was going to take a shower.

“Immy. Open up. Now.”

But she ignored that firm order and got up, walking into the bathroom to turn on the shower.

She was naked in the shower when he stormed into the bathroom and opened the door.

A small scream escaped her. “How did you get in?”

“Found the key in the kitchen,” he told her before picking her up by the waist and carrying her out of the shower.

“I wasn’t finished.”

“I’ll shower you later.” He turned the shower off and she attempted to stride away, but he simply grabbed her and dried her off. Then he took hold of her wrist and led her into the bedroom. Then he pointed at the bed. “Kneel, face me, knees wide apart.”

“W-what?”

“Now.”

She got into position. Luckily, she hadn’t wet her hair or she’d be getting the bedcover all wet.

“Jenner—”

“Until I tell you otherwise, there’s no talking. Not unless I ask you a direct question. And you better answer honestly. Nod if you understand.”

She nodded.

She also worried that she might have unleashed something she wasn’t quite ready for.

“Right. First off, the number one thing is that you don’t ever lock a door between us, Immy.

You want your privacy, I will try to give it to you, I swear.

But I will struggle. Because you and I have always been tight.

We’ve always been us. Even if I was a dick, first because I was a bit blind, then mostly because I’ve got shit in my head that messes with my good sense.

But we never lock doors between us. Okay? ”

She figured she was allowed to say something now. “Okay.”

He cupped her chin with his hand and leaned in, his eyes intense. “Okay?”

Obviously he hadn’t believed her and she sighed, then nodded. “Yes. No more locked doors.”

She didn’t like it either.

He heaved out a big sigh.

“Right, next. What happened in the living room . . . you going for my cock and me saying no . . . you know it’s not because I don’t want you, right?”

This was trickier. “I know.”

“Immy. Look at me. I want you. Always. Every fucking second of every day.”

It’s just as well there was a moratorium on the swear jar while they were here.

She stared up at him. “You do?”

“Of course I fucking do.” He kneeled by the bed and placed his hands on her thighs, staring at her bare pussy.

“If I could live with my face between these thighs, I would. But I haven’t trusted myself for a long time with you.

You know I worry that I’ve got some of him inside me.

That his words about you will twist something inside me and I’ll hurt you. I don’t ever want to hurt you.”

“It hurts, sometimes, when you won’t touch me when we’re alone,” she confessed. She knew she wasn’t supposed to speak, but she needed to get that out.

But he didn’t protest her talking, instead he closed his eyes, and the pain on his face was too much.

“I’m sorry!” she said immediately. “I didn’t mean it. I’ll try to be more patient. I’m an idiot. It doesn’t matter.”

“Stop,” he said firmly. “It does matter. And it matters because it hurts you and this is something I promised myself I was gonna stop doing.”

“But if you don’t want me, then I don’t want to force you. I felt so awful after I tried to force you just now.”

“Baby.” There was softness on his face. “It’s not force when I want it. You don’t think I didn’t want your mouth on my cock? Fuck, I want that all the time. What you do need to remember is that I’m in charge, though. You think you can handle that?”

“Haven’t I already been handling that?” she asked in bewilderment. “You guys are always in charge.”

“I suppose that’s true. But how would you handle being tied up? Not being allowed to move. Being taken however I want to take you.”

“I think I can handle that. As long as you don’t be mean to me or humiliate me.”

“Not my kink, baby. All I want is to treat you like the precious, amazing woman you are. But I do like to have complete control.”

“I can give you complete control. Does my safeword still apply?”

“Always. If I do anything to hurt or scare you, then you say it.”

She risked moving and cupped his face between her hands. “I trust you, Jenner. With all of me. You are not him. You could never be him. You could never harm me. Or scare me. Because you’re my Jenner. My protector, my comforter, my friend. And now, my man.”

He took her hands off his cheeks and kissed the top of each one. “My precious girl. Always mine to cherish and love and punish.”

She sucked in a breath.

“I want you to lie on your back and pull your legs up to your chest, bending your knees. Hold them wide apart.”

Holy heck.

She moved into position and then he grabbed her hips, dragging her to the edge of the bed. Then he ran a finger along her pussy lips.

“You said you wanted my cock. But the thing is that you don’t get to decide where you get my cock.

Or when. Perhaps, later on tonight as you sleep, I’ll roll you over and push my cock into your pussy.

” He slid a finger deep into her pussy, pushing it back and forth as she lay there exposed and ready for him.

“Or maybe, I’ll wake up tomorrow morning with a dick as hard as concrete and I'll push it between those two plump lips of yours.” He drew his finger out of her pussy, then leaned over her to press it into her mouth. “Suck.”

She sucked her taste off his finger.

“Or maybe I’ll have you sit on my lap as we watch TV later, and I’ll force you to sit on my thick cock. I’ll push it deep into your pussy. Or your ass.”

He drew his finger from her mouth and ran it over her back hole. “Tobias needs to take this ass so I can fuck you here as well.”

Pulling his finger from her ass, he slapped it. One cheek, then the other.

“No locked doors.”

Slap! Slap!

“And no running off from me.”

Slap! Slap!

He kept spanking her until her ass was hot and throbbing and there were tears in her eyes. Then he disappeared into the bathroom and she could hear the water running. When he returned, he was carrying the case that held the anal plugs and the bottle of lube.

Setting it on the bed next to her, he drew the largest one out and started to put some lube on it.

Oh heck.

“Roll over onto your knees. Bend over so your chest is flat on the bed, then reach back and part your ass cheeks.”

She whimpered, but knew better than to reply or to hesitate.

She didn’t want to get another spanking. No, she wanted to come.

Desperately.

She moved into position, then reached back to draw her bottom cheeks apart.

She jumped slightly as she felt him press a finger to her ass.

Then his finger slid inside her. And he moved it back and forth until he could add another finger.

She breathed in deep and let it out slowly, relaxing so it wasn’t such a stretch.

But he didn’t do that for long and she knew what was coming next as he pulled his fingers out.

She felt the firm coldness of the plug at her asshole.

“Deep breath in. Good girl. Relax. Here it comes.” He slid it slowly inside her and she let out a whimper.

It was so big.

And yet it felt so good. She couldn’t explain why she liked it so much. But it lit up nerves she hadn’t known she had, making her breathing quicken and her heart race.

“Good girl. Such a good girl to take this big plug. You want to be fucked in the ass, don’t you, my sexy fucking girl? You want cocks in your pussy and ass at the same time?”

She whimpered again. She wanted that so much.

“We’re going to give you that soon. Move onto your hands and knees now, face at the edge of the bed.”

He returned to the bathroom and she heard the water running again. When he walked back in, he was naked and his cock was thick and sticking out.

Immy licked her lips. She let out a small begging noise, but she didn’t speak.

“Such a good girl. Must be hard not to talk, huh? My girl likes to chat. But not when her man is in charge.”

Yeah. She still wanted to chat. But she was doing her best to give him what he needed. And what she needed. She couldn’t lie, Immy didn’t want to be in charge.

Sometimes she thought she would be happy if she never had to make a decision again.

Except, of course, whether to have Twizzlers, M&Ms, or a cookie. Those were easy decisions.

All three, of course!

“I can see I’ve lost you. Going to have to remedy that.”

Oops.

And then he was pushing his dick deep into her mouth. And she forgot how to think.

There was still a part of him that thought that this was risky. That he would fuck this all up. But as he fucked his girl’s mouth, he managed to silence that voice.

God, her mouth was amazing. Warm, wet, and hot.

Delicious.

If he didn’t have other plans which included finishing in her pussy, then he would be happy to do this for hours.

But as he felt his arousal growing, he knew he couldn’t keep going. So he drew back.

She whimpered, but didn’t say anything.

His girl, giving him whatever he needed. No matter what.

Immy really was the best girl in the world.

“My beautiful, sweet girl,” he murmured to her as he grabbed some cuffs out of the bedside drawer. She watched him secure them to the iron headboard with a length of rope.

“On your back, hands up above your head. Legs spread wide. I want to see that pussy whenever I want to see that pussy,” he commanded.

And his girl did what she was told.

Fuck. She was killing him. He had to take a moment to squeeze the base of his dick before he secured the handcuffs around her wrists.

Then he kneeled between her open legs and parted her lower lips so he could study that wet, pink, plump pussy.

“Fucking beautiful.” He kissed up her thigh, placing one kiss on her mound before he moved up her stomach to her breasts. Then he took his time with her nipples. Biting and lapping them until her breathing grew faster, until whimpers escaped her mouth.

“Could spend all day playing with these perfect nipples. Sucking on them until you scream. My girl. My precious girl.”

He knew he said that a lot. But he liked hearing it. Liked her hearing it as well.

He moved so he was straddling her head and checked on her wrists and hands. All good. Then he brushed the head of his dick against her lips.

“Open.”

And she took him deep once more.

God.

Was there a more beautiful sight than his girl with his dick in her mouth?

Yeah. And that was his cock in her pussy. Which he couldn’t wait any longer for.

So he moved down her body. He’d grabbed a condom when he pulled out the handcuffs.

They had to get her on contraception. Even though she was pretty sure she couldn’t have kids, they weren’t taking that chance.

They weren’t in a position for kids at this point, even if they did decide they wanted some in the future.

Jenner rolled the condom onto his cock and then he pushed his way into her pussy.

“Oh! Ohhh!” she cried. She moved her hands and he knew she’d forgotten about the cuffs. But as she pulled at them, heat flared in her face.

“My girl loves having her hands cuffed. And she loves my dick in her pussy.”

She whimpered and he started to fuck her in earnest.

“My girl wants my dick any way I’ll give it to her, doesn’t she? She loves my dick.”

Another moan.

God, she was so wet and warm. He drew out and spun her around, the rope twisting, so she was on her knees and he could see the plug peeking out of her ass.

Then he drove himself deep inside her, reaching around to play with her clit. And as soon as she started to come, he fell over the edge with her.

And it was the best fucking orgasm of his life.