We made it to 20! Enjoy! I know you guys are gonna hate me but there is a sex scene in here. . . duh, it wouldn't be "MDM" if it didn't have sex in it every now and then.
Chapter 20
There were glares shot back although the night, I smirked and turned my back to him and turned back to the bar. Going to the club was last on my list on this fine weekend night, but our friends called us to go out with them to some club downtown and Tobias acted like he was at the corner store and went back to the room. I got dressed in a pair of sexy black jeans, they were tight and hugged perfectly on my tiny waist by the belt that matched my outfit, the all white, lace, bustier pushed up what little breast I had and my hair was straight down my back. I wanted to tease him all night, talk to guys at the bar and dance with them in the crowd and he got pissed and would brush up against me with a girl holding his hand heading to the further end of the bar, we both knew what we were doing and it sent a rush of adrenaline and lust.
I grinned at the guy in front of me as I sipped my extra strong Gin and Tonic he brought for me. He wasn't ugly; tall, olive skin, and had his hair neatly shaved on the sides but had the top part geld, and a full beard. I couldn't wait for November so Tobias can start growing his, at least I wanted him to. His arms were covered in tattoos and even had some on his neck. If I were to get paid a million dollars for me to tell someone what he was talking about, I would lose a pretty penny. I was so engrossed in finding Tobias in the sweaty crowd. Marlene and Uriah were gone somewhere to the back of the club to kiss and Zeke and Shauna were close to me at the bar but in their own little world, neither Will or Christina came for other reasons like Christina being pregnant. But the rest of us still wanted to hang out since we were all friends. I smacked my glossy lips together and took another sip through the skinny straw.
He kept glancing down at my boobs but I didn't care, not until I caught a glimpse of Tobias he was talking to a pretty brunette and they were very close. Her back was more to me so I saw his infamous sexy grin and sly wink. I looked back at the guy, Tommy was his name I think, "So you live near here?" He questioned and I nodded my head scooting closer to him, my knee in between his thigh and I saw Tobias glance up as I slyly looked around the nightclub, "Far?"
"About 10 minutes in walking distance." I told him leaning forward and his eyes flickered down to between my chest and I grinned, "Do you live close to here?"
"Uh, yeah." I kept scooting closer to him and the closer I got I could feel Tobias' heated glare burn more on the side of my body. I was going to get in trouble and I knew it, but he was playing the same game I was playing and it was too fun to quit.
I licked my lips and tasted the vanilla flavored, clear, lip gloss on my lips, "I love your beard." I placed my hand on his shoulder, and that's when I felt a hand grip down on my wrist it wasn't tight but it was like a warning to unhand "Tommy". I looked over and my eyes darkened with lust as I saw Tobias stand in front of me, he looked so intense that I instantly let go.
"It's time to go." He announced and I knew I got him, it made me smirk in triumph. I grinned and stood up facing away from Tobias to finish off the rest of my drink and put it back on the bar, "Now." He rushed me when he saw me scribble down something on the napkin. This was going to be the icing on the cake, I can say that I was petrified of testing him but I was already in so why not do some more.
"Call me, Tommy." With that I walked away feeling like the champ of all time, it was a fake number I made up and gave to him for Tobias to think it's mines. He couldn't even see past my shoulder to see the numbers because I didn't want him to know. I wanted to keep messing with the fire until the flames were too hot, until they burned me.
I felt him behind me as I swayed my hips out of the club we got in a cab and headed home. I'm pretty sure the others were too drunk to care that we left together, or are we too drunk and horny to actually give a damn what they think? Inside the cab was tense, our legs kept brushing against each other with each bump in the road but he never said anything to me, I knew he was angry and I kind of dreaded going inside the apartment building but at the same time I wish time would move faster. After paying the driver I got out of the car and walked ahead of him even in the elevator he didn't say anything to me and I started to get worried that I really did make him mad, his dark eyes told me otherwise. As soon as I opened the door and we stepped inside, I was pushed against the door softly but enough force to startle me. My face was on the smooth wooden door as his hand traveled down my back and squeezed my ass.
"Are you trying to make me jealous?" His accent came out thicker every time he was in tense moments or sexy ones like this.
I gulped and smiled the best I could, "Yeah, I see it worked." I tryingly said and bit my lip to hold in my moan as his hand snaked the front of my body and up to my breast to give it a squeeze and then around my neck, he squeezed it softly as his other hand mimicked what his right one just did but stayed on my throbbing breast, pinching the little bud through the bustier.
"It worked very well, and now when we go out I'm going to have to leave marks on you so they know you're taken." He kissed my neck and nibbled softly, "Or hold you like this so they know you're mines." He squeezed my throat and breast again, "All close to me." His warm breath fanned against my neck and I gulped as he squeezed my neck again, "What's wrong, Beatrice? Cat got your tongue? You were just fine at the bar in this thin material flaunting your tits for everyone, their mine." This time as he squeezed them he kneaded them and this time I let out a moan, "You're whole body is mine or would you rather have Tommy doing this?" Even tighter around my throat I gasped.
"You." The hand on my breast slid down and past the belt and into my panties and started to rub the wet bundle of nerves and I backed into him whimpering, "Please, Tobias." He knew what I wanted, I wanted him to take me back in the bedroom and take me hard and fast like I want it, I want to call out his name and feel sore the morning after as he knew how to take care of me and not go full BDSM on me.
"No, it's my turn to play, you let me do this." I loved dominate Tobias, well, all the time Tobias. He always dominated me but didn't make me feel like I didn't have any power, I loved him because of that especially in the bedroom. He gave me pleasure most of the time and focused on me but still let me hop on top some times. His hand came from out my pants and pulled the zipper down in the back of my shirt and I slid it off, "Follow me." I trailed behind him to the bedroom, heels still on, jeans still on, just no bra. He sat down on the bed and pulled me to sit on his lap and kissed me on the lips.
His hand went up to my hair and held me right there to kiss him and not move another inch. I battled with his tonuge, wanting to have power over him and I started to win until he nibbled on my lower lip and hummed for me to stop and he squeezed my ass tightly, I gave up and got some air before diving back in and letting him kiss me and that's when my underwear started to dampen, he tasted faintly of alcohol but nothing strong, I would have known because we're sucking each other's face off. He flipped us over slowly until I was on my back, he kissed down my neck and chest, sucking on my nipples and tugging on the barbell making me arch into his warm mouth as his mouth popped off of me and down my stomach where he undid my belt and unzipped my panties until I was laying there in the all black lace thong I put on especially for him.
"Fuck." I gasped as the cool air hit my warm cunt as my underwear slid off and his hand rubbed my clit. Moaning, I closed my eyes and threw my head back as my hips gravitated off the bed, his hand stopped moving for a second and I heard him reach into my dresser. I was confused and about to sit up until I felt that familiar buzz on my clit and I moaned loudly gripping the sheets. All those times I used this on myself it has never felt this good when I have my man doing it for me, "Tobias." I thrust my hips up, heaving for air as the pleasure was like a grip on my throat. I cursed as he rotated the device around and my wetness started to leak out of me as I were about to cum already, the setting was on high and now his mouth replace the buzzing toy to suck on my clit and I let out a breath of relief for a split second. I swear that vibrator has never felt so powerful, his mouth was perfect and brought me so close and that's when he stuck it back on me and his fingers started to move in and out of me.
Arching against the bed, my legs spread wider and wider for him as I tried to sit up on my elbows and watch him but my head went back as whimpers of pleasure came out of my mouth and the sexy sound of my wetness became louder, "I'm gonna cum." I whispered more so to myself to prepare myself ahead for this earth shattering orgasm to hit me, "Shit, I'm gonna c-" My words formed into gibberish as I finished on his fingers, clenching and unclencing around his protruding fingers. I grit my teeth together as my body shakes, coming down but he still holds the vibrator closely to my clit, "Uh, stop." I didn't want him to, but I've learned about myself that if I keep going fresh from an orgasm, my body would have no control and I might just squirt a little bit, he knows this from a previous experience and I was so embarrassed but he loved it.
"We both know what's going to happen, love, if I don't stop." He kissed my thigh as I clenched my teeth again my head slowly going back as my breathing never returned from being ragged and rushed. My eyebrows were furrowed in deep concentration as I tried to not focus on the sound of buzzing and most importantly the pleasure of the buzzing, despite how much cum leaked out of me on to the comforter he wanted to keep pushing me until he got what he wanted―and that was for me to be like puddy in his hands, "Why don't you just let it happen." He said as he saw me trying hard to defy him.
I opened my eyes and stared right into his nearly black eyes, "Please don't stop." My body tightened and I couldn't help but for my head to flop back against the pillows, he rotated it around and that's when I felt it, I didn't hit him because he was slightly over but I sure as hell felt it as my body shuttered and quivered, liquid shooting out of me giving pleasure a whole different meaning and I knew he could tell by my loud moans and whimpers. Yes, it felt good but now the pleasure is too much on my sensitive body, "Stop." I pant and he finally takes that dreaded toy off of me and my body quivers and shakes, I close my eyes and try to get my body back to normal until I feel the tip of his hard dick pushing up into my warm pussy, I want to tell him not yet, that I'm still to sensitive but he already has my legs parted, gripping onto my ankle and leg and half way inside of me. I gasp and feel him lean over and kiss my lips once he's fully seated in me, I kiss him back feverishly and wrap my arm around his neck to hold him there with me as he starts to thrust inside and out of me, hitting each and every crevice. In and out he goes in a steady pace.
"Shit." He lets out a groan as my walls tighten around him and I keep doing that, just like what I did earlier to his fingers. I feel him pull up all the way to the tip and sits up like he was in the beginning and starts to go harder and faster, my breast swaying a little as my eyes start to roll back in pleasure. I gasp as he keeps rubbing the same left wall, right where my g-spot is and I continue to feel myself get further and further away from earth as he takes my body to a heavenly place.
"Oh my god!" I shout, "Right there." I whimper, shutting my eyes covering my hand with my mouth. I'm pretty sure my neighbors would hate me so I keep it down because I like the little surprise cookies from Mrs. Jones on my doorstep. I bite my lip and let out a sigh of relief when he pulls out but a little upset as to why he stopped.
"Turn around." He kept jerking himself to keep the momentum up and on my jelly legs I turned over, face down and ass up just for him. This position was my favorite because he felt so deep and left me in a daze wondering what his face looks like at this very moment, leaves me to my imagination. The rhythm is steady but strong, each stroke gets harder but never faster than the steady pace. While one of his hands gripped my ass painfully his other one went around my throat to kind of look him in his eyes, "Do you wish Tommy were doing this?" I couldn't help but grin at his words. My eyes were half lidded as I bit my lip and giggled.
"And if I did?" I questioned trying hard not to moan at his constant intrusion, "What are you gonna do about it?"
"Make you wish you never said that."
I gulped but welcomed his roughness nonetheless, he pushed my face back into the mattress but harder this time and slammed in and out of me making me cry out with pleasure. He slapped my ass hard and I whimpered and pushed back into him but his hand went down to squeeze my waist hard to stop me, he wanted to get me off and not myself do it. I tried to meet his thrust by backing into his thighs but he gripped my throat and held me up close to his face as his other hand slapped my butt again, warning me, "Stop Tris, you're only going to make it harder for yourself." He bit my ear and I moaned loudly, biting my lip not to get any louder, "I want you to lay still and take it, you asked for this." I fell back down on the bed and did as he told me, oh he was getting it next. . . I was going to tease him and ride him, dominate him just like he dominates me.
Yet, I took his dick just like he told me to, all of it. Every area of the 9 inch rod rammed into me and I laid their unable to move as the pleasure has gotten to me so much I forgot how to move my limbs.
"Have you talked to Tobias a lot?" Christina questioned as she gazed her eyes over the different types of strollers and my heart was beating fast lookin at all of this baby stuff. I couldn't imagine myself waddling on one of these aisles, belly protruding and my husband or the baby's father beside me lifting all the heavy stuff off of the shelves as I read from the list of stuff with a messy bun in my hair. To be that specific, I can say that I sometimes lay awake wondering if like were different― if I didn't have to work as much or if I were married.
I shook my head, "We've talked but not a lot." I lied and she looked at me skeptically but continued to walk down the aisle. We were here to just do some window shopping but now she has gender neutral outfits in the basket and some more bottles with a breast pump. She got a lot of stuff from the baby shower but she told me that it feels like she doesn't still have enough.
"Tris," She wined, "Half of him being here is for your doing, remember we were sitting in the mall and you told me that we would get Tobias down here so that you guys can confess your love for one another." Now, I thought to myself. I could tell her now that we're together and we've been fucking but I still don't find the voice to. I instantly regret not telling her as because as soon as I shrugged my shoulders we moved on to another topic. I feel bad for keeping it from her, but I want to just have some time together and know that we're really in this relationship before we tell everyone and I just want us to spend time together before we get bombarded with invitations for group dates. And if I tell her how long we've had this relationship she would get mad and I don't want to jeopardize anything for her or the baby.
"I'll talk to him." I muttered and continued to walk down the aisle.
Later that night while Tobias and I were lounging on the couch, stuffed after eating our takeout and watching movies, I brought up Christina, "While I was shopping with her today, she told me that I should talk to you. We had really planned for you to come down for the baby shower but also because I wanted to talk to you. I feel like I should tell her, but I just don't think that now is the right time." I sit up on his lap and cross my arms looking down at him. His shirts were the best because they were so large and fit loosely on me, plus he loved seeing me in them so it was a win-win.
"You should tell her, I mean what's the true damage that can be done?" He questioned and I thought for a second, he did have a point.
I sighed, "I know, I just don't want everyone all in our space. After all these years, I didn't have you. Now, I just want some alone time to make up for all those dreaded times I were alone." I returned back to my position, laying on him with my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat while his hands went back to my waist, "And I don't want her getting mad, she hates when I keep stuff away from her."
"Zeke knows."
There was a long pause, "How did he find out?" I questioned.
"I don't know, he just guessed it and it was hard to deny it. I want to show you off, but you do have a point, I like keeping it a secret." He squeezed my waist, "It's intimate that we only know, well, us and Zeke. He told me he wouldn't tell anyone and I trust him, but I really don't care anymore. I'd rather tell them so everyone know your mine." I turned my head and he kissed me.
"So you think we should tell them?"
"Whatever you want to do, babygirl. Just listen to your heart and do what you feel is right."