Tainted

28

~Sebastian~

I put her feet back down on the floor of our room, closing the door and twisting the lock, dropping my stuff onto their usual spot on the table. 

"Spin for me Pip, nice and slow." She giggles and I stand back, watch my wife show off her flawless body in a perfect dress. She stops, raises her eyebrows like she's had an idea and turns. She runs over to the bathroom, coming back with the chair from her vanity table. She puts it down and points. "You want me to sit?" 

"Mhm." Pip takes my hand and pulls me around. "I want to show you what you missed." She leaves a ghost of a kiss on my lips and loosens my tie, unbuttons some of my shirt and stands back up. 

I have never, in our entire 9 months of knowing each other, been as turned on by Poppy as I am right now. Her fist is still bright red from punching that asshole in the face, that alone was hot enough to raise the dead, let alone my dick. Now she's slowly dancing as she takes off her dress, drops it to the floor. She walks over, in only a black, barely there string of fabric covering nothing, nips at my ear. 

She breathes in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I reach my hands up to her hips but I'm smacked away. She wraps her hand around my tie and pulls me up slightly. "Strip." Yes fucking Ma'am. 

I watch her move around the bed to her bedside drawer as I quickly remove all of my clothes and sit back down. Pip very rarely takes control now. Mainly when she's having a bad day and needs to be reminded that it's her decision. She gets to control what happens and I will happily let her have that whenever she pleases. I want her to feel safe and comfortable in her own skin and she can only do that if she knows it's hers to use as she pleases. 

She came back a few seconds later, sat down on the bench at the edge of the bed and spread her legs, proceeding to play with herself a few feet away. She takes a vibrator , presses it against her clit, pushes 2 fingers into herself slowly. It's a fucking sight. Something I want to burn into my memory. I watch her, mouth slightly open, dying to get myself in there. 

"You're pretty good at that Pip. Have you been doing this whilst I've been away?" She moans, staring straight into my eyes and I swear to god, I almost came on the spot. I walked over slowly, dipping down to my knees. The noise of her fingers slipping in and out of her was all consuming. That and the moans and her panting. She's trying to kill me. "Let me do it for you Princess." 

"N-no." I ran my hands up her shins. 

"You're showing me what I've been missing huh?" 

"Uhuh." She brought herself to the peak of her climax and I held her knees as they threatened to collapse and hide the treasure from me. Pip squirmed on the bed, finger movements getting shaky before she took one out, slipped it into her ass and sent herself over the edge. 

"Oh fuck Pip. That's it baby. Make yourself come. I bet it feels so fucking good huh?" She groaned adding her second finger into her tight back hole and I gave up my fight, leaned forward and licked the mess dripping from her pussy. 

"Oh Bash!" My tongue slipped into her entrance and she groaned. "More. Please. I need more." I bring my fingers up slipping one into her, then a second. I worked around her hand, letting her finger her ass whilst I fingered her cunt. We worked her up into a frenzy, until she was screaming in pure delight, silence fell across the room, her hand stopping but I carried her through giving her the finishing move for her second orgasm. She came back around, grabbed the condom from the bed beside her and unwrapped it before handing it over to me to put on.

"Tell me what you need Pip." She shook her head. "You want me to take control now?" 

"Yeah." Good. I turned her around, pushing her knees into the bench and fucking her from behind. She screamed with each thrust, begging me not to stop as I ploughed into her over and over again. So I didn't. I flipped her over and did it again, moved her back down the bed and fucked her in positions I'd seen online but never tried. Each one had her coming faster and harder until she was completely exhausted and I had to stop. I collapsed backwards but Pip wouldn't let me hold her. Still panting she kissed down my chest. 

"Pip." 

"Shh." She pulled the condom off, tossing it across the room and wrapping her hand around me as she pushed herself between my legs. "Promise you missed me Bash?" 

"Poppy. I missed you more than trees miss their leaves in the dead of winter." She nods once, wraps her lips around my cock and the universe explodes. Poppy had always had a rule against this. Because of what happened at home, she couldn't handle it. But here she was, sucking my dick, taking it all the way down her throat like she does it daily. I keep my hands off her, not wanting to trigger something but I need to grip onto something before I float off into space. I cling to the bed sheets, watching and listening as she gags and gurgles over me. Her grey eyes glitter in the lamplight. "You're so fucking stunning Pip." My head falls back into the pillows and I feel like I'm outside of my body, watching from above as my orgasm pulls at my insides. "Pip. Baby. You're gonna make me-" She pushes her head down further, ignoring my warning and allowing my dick to explode in her mouth and she cleans me up. Pulling her mouth off me and licking every inch of my dick. "Fuck. Pip." She giggled, crawling back up the bed and collapsing down onto my chest, hovering her face over mine. "It's your birthday. Not mine." 

"I know. That was a thank you for the flowers you sent this morning." I stopped moving, pulling my head back from her slightly. 

"I didn't send any flowers this morning Pip." I slide her off me slowly. "Where are they princess?" 

"In the kitchen." I kiss her cheek quickly, pulling my boxers on before running downstairs. Sure enough right in the middle of the counter is a huge bouquet of flowers, the card not even having anything on it other than 'Happy Birthday ~S' . I don't say a word as I text Christian, knowing he's downstairs.  

They're tightly packed roses, which I wouldn't send anyway. Pip doesn't like roses. Not by themselves like this. No matter how many there are. I pull them out slowly, one at a time, not wanting to make a noise. I had no doubt whatever was in here was recording and transmitting noises and Chris couldn't track it if I broke it or it got turned off.  I look up at the door as Pip ties her dressing gown, shake my head and press a finger over my lips. She comes over slowly, tears the petals off the flowers one by one. 

Pip jabs a finger into my side, laying one flower down with the electronic device that was hidden in the middle. I knew it. I nod, kiss her head and keep going. We find 4 devices in total and by the time Christian texts that he's got nothing, I'm filling 4 glasses with water and drowning each one. 

He can work out what they are and who sent them. I'll check the cameras to see what they could have heard. 

"You should go to bed Pip. I'm gonna be up late." 

"I'm not going to bed without you again." 

"Pip." 

"No."

"Darling. This is-" She glared at me. "Poppy." 

"No." She shrugged. "I'm going to get changed and we can work this out together." Consider the mood officially ruined.