Page 41 of Sin Bin (BU Hockey Season 2, #1)

“ We can work up to it ,” I say honestly. “ I bought tons of lube, but we’ve got to work you up to being able to take that toy. We could start ? — ”

“ What about you? You’ve used it before, right ?”

I nod, because words aren’t making it all the way from my brain to my lips right now.

Fallon smiles. “ Then this is the one I choose. I want to watch you use it. Or, if you trust me, I want to use it on you when you’re deep inside me. ”

“ Fuck, ” I mutter, before taking her face in my hands and kissing her senseless.

We make quick work of discarding each other’s clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor that I will be sure to transfer to the hamper and the washing machine later.

Probably much later because I have a feeling I’ll barely be able to walk after Fallon gets done with me tonight, and I can’t wait.

After putting the arsenal of dicks in my nightstand drawer, I grab a bottle of lube and crawl onto the mattress.

I pull back the covers and lie down on the mattress. Fallon joins me, and reaches for the toy, but I loop my fingers around her wrist, stopping the movement. “ Soon ,” I promise.

Fallon stretches out on the pillows, putting her beautiful body on full display. “What will I do while I wait?” she asks, using her voice, but not her hands. I’ve noticed we tend to talk out loud more during sex, which makes sense because our hands are busy doing other things.

I shimmy down the bed a little and duck under her leg so that I’m settled between her thighs.

She smiles with delight, but I just rest my chin in my hands, like I’m relaxing, and not a few inches away from the fucking promised land.

“Hmmm…” I say, knowing I’m driving her crazy.

“Ooh. We could make a list of all your fantasies?” That’s actually a pretty good idea, but I’m not reaching for a pen and paper just yet.

I’ll get to that later. Right now, I just want to tease her a little.

Fallon’s cheeks turn a rosy pink, and her eyes dart away from mine. Tilting her chin up I bring her gaze up where it belongs—fixed on me.

“Don’t be shy. Not with me, beautiful. Tell me all your fantasies, Fallon, because I’ll fulfill every single one.”

She sucks in a breath as her nipples harden. “I just realized that I may have inadvertently lied to you.”

“Oh, yeah?” I ask, my interest piqued as I dip my face down to trail kisses along her inner thigh.

“On the plane ride back from Vegas, I told you that I don’t share.”

“I remember,” I say.

“Well, it turns out that I might be open to the idea, but only in very specific circumstances.”

My life just got even more interesting. I take my time peppering kisses along her other thigh and then bring my face up so she can see my lips when I say the words. “Tell me about these circumstances.”

She’s fully blushing now, but it doesn’t inhibit her. Fallon reaches out to run a hand through my hair and then along my jaw. “I also might have subscribed to a MyFans account. Silly Goose Productions?”

“That guy’s hot,” I quip, before pressing a kiss to the soft, smooth skin of her mound.

“So hot,” she agrees. “I watched some videos and while I’m a fan of all of them, there are definitely some faves.

“Like what?” I ask, bring my hand to her pussy and tracing the seam there. Her legs widen in response, so I go a little deeper, careful not to distract her too much. I want to know what she liked the most.

“Watching you and Aven was…incredible.”

Fallon’s eyes are a brilliant blue and I can practically feel the excitement vibrating through her.

I lick my way to her clit and flatten my tongue against it.

Damn, she tastes good. I let myself tease and taste her for a minute or two before raising my head.

“You liked that?” I say, the invitation in my tone begging her to say more.

“So much. It made me think about what it would feel like to have your attention on me —yours and Aven’s.”

Her words are soft but clear. She’s testing the waters while I’m in the deep end waving her over.

I close my eyes on a growl and press my lips to her center.

There are words I want to say to her, but my mouth and hands are busy right now.

I’m licking her, tonguefucking her, driving two fingers into the wet heat of her body as she writhes under my ministrations.

Her inner walls squeeze my fingers tight, and I know all this talk has her right on the edge.

I plan to take her over, but not quite yet.

“I want that,” she tells me boldly, panting as she tilts her pelvis up to deepen the contact. “I want to know what it feels like to be with you while someone else is watching—while Aven is watching.”

I pull back, well aware that my lips and chin are glistening.

Well aware that Fallon wants my mouth to get back to work.

Well aware that everything she’s telling me is turning us both on.

My dick is throbbing, and I feel drunk with the scent of her.

I’m dying to taste her release on my tongue, but I can hold out a little longer.

“Is that what you want?”

“Maybe?” she responds, biting her lip. “Yes, I think I do.”

“Do you want him to see what we do to each other? Do you want Aven to watch while I make you come?” I ask, moving back between her legs to press an open-mouth kiss to her core. I lick and suck, my hands braced on her hips.

“Yes,” she answers. “Yes. Yes, I want that. And I want this. I want you.”

She has me. Every part of me. And I intend to prove it. I nip and suck at her clit. I draw tight circles with the tip of my tongue. I fill her up with two thick fingers before spreading them wide in a V-shape and thrusting them back and forth.

Her fingers thread through my hair and I love the tight grip she has on me. Her moans turn to whimpers when I feel her body pulse around my fingers. I stay right where I am as she rides every wave of pleasure. When she collapses on the pillows, I crawl up her body and press my lips to hers.

“That was incredible,” she says, a lazy sated smile on her face.

“You’re incredible,” I tell her. “And we’re not done.”

“Damn right we’re not,” she says, lifting herself up and reaching for the lube and the dildo I left on the top of the nightstand.

“Does this still sound like fun?” I ask, nodding to the toy, fully prepared to change course if that’s what she prefers.

“Yes,” she answers without hesitation. “Unless you— I mean, I know some guys are weird about this kind of stuff.”

I could point out that I do, in fact, own this toy, and that I’ve used it more than once.

Way more. But I understand what she’s saying, and I want to make something very clear.

“I’m into whatever feels good. And trust me, this feels damn good.

If there’s something you want to do or explore, I’m probably game.

I don’t have a lot of hard limits, but I also meant what I said.

I don’t need any of this stuff. You’re enough for me. ”

“You’re enough for me, too,” she says. “But I want to try this. I want to know what it feels like to be in complete control of your pleasure. I’m just not sure where to start.”

“Lucky for us, I know exactly where to begin,” I tell Fallon, because I’ve already worked out the logistics in my mind. “If at any time, you want to stop, just say the word “red,” ok?”

She nods and I lean forward to brush a kiss on her lips. “Bend your knees, okay? I’ll be on top of you, but I’ll bear my weight, okay?”

After Fallon does as I ask, I turn so I’m facing away from her with my knees on either side of her chest. I glance behind me to make sure she’s comfortable and then I lean forward, bracing my elbows and forearms on the mattress.

I hate that we’re not facing each other, but when she squeezes my ass cheeks and tells me she likes the view, I smile.

“Look all you like, beautiful,” I tell her. “And then grab the lube. You can—” My words freeze as I feel the cold liquid hit my puckered hole. “Yep, just like that.”

Fallon’s curiosity takes over and I reap the benefits as she swirls her finger, and the lube, around the tight ring of my ass and the soft flesh surrounding it. My dick is straining to enter her body, but I want to hold off a bit and let her explore.

I tilt my head to look behind me and see that she has the toy in her hand. “Can I try it?” she asks.

“Yes, please,” I answer as my body opens and swallows the smallest bead on the tip of the toy. Even that slight sensation is enough to shift me into the right headspace. Letting my head fall forward, I press my hips back, brushing the tip of my cock against her sensitive folds.

“Please.” I hear Fallon’s whimpered prayer, and I know what she wants, what she needs, but I check in with her all the same.

“Are you ready for me, beautiful?” I ask. I’m fully expecting her to say yes, which she does, but I am not expecting the pinch of my ass between her fingers. My thighs clench because even though I’m not sure what that was for, I definitely liked it.

“I’m way past ready, Ollie,” she says. “I need you. Now.”

There’s no way I’m making my wife wait another second, so I push my body back a little farther, letting her swallow a little more with each thrust. Her hands grasp my hips to guide me home.

I rock my body back onto hers, and it feels so good.

Soft, skilled fingers roam over my ass and thighs, kneading and massaging me.

Sex with Fallon is a full-body experience, and I’m loving every minute of it.

“Do you want me to?—”

“Yes,” I pant, because that’s exactly what I want.

I turn back to watch, and the visual is just as intoxicating as the physical sensation.

My body is humming with arousal, and I give myself over to it, relaxing to take in one more bead, then another.

It’s heady as hell, the way she’s filling me up at the same time I’m filling her.

And god, do I want to fill her up. My hips are driving faster and the sound of flesh-on-flesh echoes throughout the room.

This angle lets me hit her sweet spot over and over until I feel her tremble.

“Ollie, oh, god, Ollie” she gasps. What comes next is a string of incoherent words as her orgasm takes hold. She shatters around me, and I can barely hold on.

When she starts playing with the toy in my ass, I know I won’t last much longer. I’m overcome with sensation, as my body swallows another bead. I can feel the friction building. Hell, I can feel everything in this position.

“I wish you could see what I see,” Fallon tells me, widening her stance just enough to let me sink a little deeper.

The fact that she’s as into this as I am all it takes to send me right over the edge.

I come hard, my body shuddering with release.

The sensation is incredible, and I can’t stop myself from crying out.

It takes me a minute to come down from the high and disentangle my body from hers, and from the toy we’ve been using.

I brush a kiss to her forehead before stepping into the bathroom to clean up both myself and the dildo.

Fallon joins me a second later and I don’t hesitate before dropping to my knees to slip the warm, damp cloth between her thighs. Taking care of Fallon is an honor.

I follow her back into the bedroom where she grabs my t-shirt off the floor and slips it on over her head.

“You should say stupid stuff more often,” Fallon tells me as she flops back onto the bed, her hair splashing across the pillows.

“I don’t think you mean that,” I tell her as I crawl onto the bed and line my body up next to hers.

“Okay, I don’t,” she admits, giving me a kiss. “But the makeup sex is great. Maybe we’ll just skip to that part next time.” Fallon takes out her hearing aids and sets them on the charger while I turn out the bedside light.

“I like that idea,” I say, pulling the covers up around us. Fallon rests her head on my chest, and I know she’ll fall asleep soon.

The dildo bouquet was a success.

As we lie here together wrapped in each other, I’m not gonna say I’m glad I was a dumbass, but I will say that I love making up with my wife.