Page 50 of I’m Fine Save Me (The Spiral Duet #1)

“That’s two out of six,” he declares in the calmest tone, like he didn’t just completely break my brain.

“I have to unlock my door, baby girl… but you’re going to keep going.

I want to hear you count them every time you come for me.

You can move your phone so you can see messages from me since I won’t be able to talk to you. ”

“Yes, sir.” I breathe out a sigh and go to pull out the toy, but he stops me.

“Aht. Aht.” The stern, wordless command makes me freeze. “That stays inside until I tell you otherwise.”

My entire body shivers. The toy is still buzzing at the lowest setting, keeping me on that edge of need as I move to grab my phone. I prop it on a pillow closer to me. At least now I don’t have to worry about what angle he’s seeing.

“Done.”

The moment he hears that I’m settled again, the buzzing picks up a notch and I see a message pop up on my phone screen.

Morgan

Now imagine daddy fucking that tight little hole. I know you want me to fill you up.

As much as I’m addicted to hearing his filthy mouth, reading his words was what started my addiction to begin with. I obey and start my shallow thrusts all over again. No longer concerned about how I look on screen, I grind down on the toy and moan out in blissful pleasure. “Ohhhh fuck, yes.”

I can hear him typing on his computer and a few voices in the distance. It sounds like co-workers are casually walking past his office and conversing with each other.

He’s just working while I’m lying here, imagining it’s his cock I’m riding; and he’s listening to me moan and mewl like a needy whore.

“Fuck, daddy. Fuck it feels so good. I need you. Please. Please fuck me. Fuck your dirty whore and fill her with come, daddy. Please.”

Part of me wants him as worked up as he can possibly be. If he’s going to make a mess of me, I want to know that he’s sitting there hard and aching to get off too.

The vibration against my clit picks up intensity and I make a sound that’s somewhere between a sob and a moan. I didn’t realize just how sensitive two orgasms had made me until that kicked up.

Morgan

Come.

The notification is as stern as his voice and I fall apart while screaming.

“Three!”

The next two releases follow the same pattern with him changing the speeds in vibration to put me on the edge. Then he backs me away before he gives his permission for me to fall yet again.

I’m working the toy in and out, preparing for that last release. I’m so close to the edge that I’m already begging him to just let me come.

“Please please please! Give me your come, daddy. Breed me, mark me… fucking come inside me please!”

I’m so drunk on pleasure that I’m begging like he’s truly there to give me everything. “Ple–” Someone enters his office and starts asking questions.

Immediately I quiet myself, biting the inside of my cheek, but I don’t dare pull the toy out. It’s still gyrating on low inside me and softly humming against my clit from the last time he backed off. It’s only a second before I see a message pop up on the screen.

Morgan

Don’t you get quiet on me… They can’t hear you. Only I can. I wouldn’t let anyone except Cooper hear those sweet noises you make, unless I was in the room watching what they did to make you scream.

I feel the clit stimulator vibrate harder as if he’s trying to force another sound out of me… and he does. The moment he hears my high pitched whimper, he chuckles.

I don’t know if it’s a laugh at me or the person in his office.

Morgan

Good girl.

Then he turns up the gyrator inside me higher, grinding against my g-spot. He knows exactly how I like to fuck myself with this toy. Even as his conversation continues with his subordinate, I lie there moaning, panting, whimpering…

I imagine him calmly sitting at his desk with the app up on his phone.

His thumb swiping the toggles on his screen, causing the vibrator on my clit to increase and decrease in intensity.

It isn’t like that super annoying pulse setting that no one likes to use.

It’s not a steady vibration either. It’s Morgan getting me right to the edge and listening to the noises I make.

When he knows I’m close, he lowers the vibration again. He waits for my sound of frustration and need… he waits for me to beg and then swipes it up high again. All of this while he calmly chatters about clients with his employee.

It’s driving me insane and he knows it.

As their conversation comes to an end, I hear the door to his office close just as the toy goes up to the max, making my back bow up from the bed.

“FUCK!” I scream and hear him laughing, and this time I know it’s amusement with me.

“My dirty little exhibitionist was getting off on possibly being overheard?”

He teases me with a cool calmness that is so fucking hot given that I’m a total and complete mess.

“Does my beautiful little whore want to come all over Daddy’s cock?”

“Yes, please!” I beg with a desperation like I’ve never felt before.

“You can do better than that. You must not want this last one.”

His voice makes me whimper along with the toy going completely still inside me.

“No no no.” My protests are useless. I can hear him grinning, along with that throaty chuckle that tells me he knows exactly what he’s doing. I know he loves to get me off. Morgan is as addicted to my pleasure as I am addicted to his attention.

“What’s wrong?”

“Daddy please! I need it. Please let me come all over your cock! Fill me, come for me. come in me… please, Daddy. Pleasepleaseplease fuck!” I cry out the last word when that toy is slammed all the way on.

I don’t know if he commands it, or if I imagine it; but I fall over the edge of oblivion screaming for him.

My release takes me in a way it never has before. He’s gotten me off before, but this kind of dedicated time and attention, with no focus on his pleasure at all, is something new for us. I’m lost to what he’s done to me with his filthy mouth and playing my body like a well practiced instrument.

He’s learned how to gauge my moans and whimpers, knows when I’m on the edge, and just when to pull back to keep me on the edge. My body is still shaking when the toy goes still and I hear his gravelly voice again.

“You’re fucking incredible. I could make you do that all goddamn day and never get bored.”

My breathing seems to be unable to regulate, so I’m still panting when I respond. “What—mm–what about you?” The aftershocks seem to be just as potent as the initial orgasm. I’m so fucking sensitive.

“I’ll take care of myself later, but I’m about to head into a meeting. Slide it out and send me a picture of just how messy you made my cock.” At that command, I do as I’m told. I can hear him groan the minute he looks at the image.

“Leave that lying there for him to see. How are you feeling?” he immediately asks. He’s in total aftercare mode.

Normally he would talk to me, making sure I drank a bottle of water and got cleaned up. He would tell me how much he wished he was with me to rub me down, and snuggle up to me after wringing every drop of pleasure he could from me. These are different circumstances though.

“You know if he didn’t want you just like this when he got home, I’d make myself late for this meeting.” I smile and nod like he can still see me. “I know, love. Go to your meeting. This was— fuck this was amazing. Thank you.”

“Good. You deserve it and so much more. I want a final number tonight.”

I can hear that he’s walking now, which explains why he didn’t specify what he wanted a number on. How the man can still be sexy while making it sound like he’s talking to a client is unreal.

Then he softly says, “Love you.”

“I love you too.”

He ends the call and I collapse completely on the bed. I know I’m sweaty and I won’t talk about the mess between my thighs. I’m so pleasantly exhausted that I close my eyes and drift in that euphoric feeling.

Cooper

I really thought today was going to go wrong and Tegan’s time with Morgan would be interrupted by another traumatic event.

I thought Hannah would have a meltdown I couldn’t handle, or even I might.

Instead, I spent time with my daughter at the playground, where she showed off what a daredevil she is.

She conquered monkey bars, the tallest slide they had, and even figured out the little mini rock wall without fear.

The way she giggled and was so proud of herself for every new thing she did on her own made my heart swell with pride. I swear she’s the spitting image of her mother and conquers everything she faces.

Only the long awaited trip to Swirls pulled her away from the playground. For a girl who tries nothing new, she put so many toppings on her frozen yogurt. She then ate the entire bowl. The blue staining her sleepy face as we make our way home keeps the smile on mine.

I only hope Tegan has enjoyed her little break too.

I’ve been weaning myself off of the meds. I know that’s why I can feel my cock twitch at the idea of her being a mess. She’ll be all sensitive and used up, but in that post orgasm haze that she falls into when it’s really good for her.

There’s something about Morgan being able to give that to her that doesn’t bother me.

I know my wife and I enjoy vastly different things in bed, but this middle ground we’ve found works for both of us.

My only worry is that one day it won’t be enough for Morgan, and she’ll be broken hearted all over again.

Parking in the carport, I carefully unbuckle Hannah from her booster and carry my sleeping little girl into her room to lay her down.

Immediately, she pulls her teddy bear into her arms and nuzzles into it comfortably.

With a kiss to the top of her head, I pull her favorite blanket over her and leave the room.