Mariah
“Damn it, Mariah, you’ve got to shut the hell up! You can’t be hollering that stuff here.”
My eyes met his in the mirror and I told him that I was sorry. I hadn’t been able to help it with the sudden feeling that he’d given me with the toy in my ass. It wasn’t long by any means, but it was a little thick for back there, and it was still vibrating from before. All of that translated to just too damn much, and I forgot for a moment that I was at my best friend’s wedding. All that mattered at the moment was the feel of the toy inside of me.
“Daddy, I can’t help it. It just feels too good.”
He made a face behind me and I saw him pulling his tie off. I knew that I was in for it now, and I closed my eyes when he started to shove the balled-up fabric into my mouth. Scott always got his way, and if he wanted me to be silent, I would.
I felt his cock at my core, and it was only a moment before he was pushing back inside of me. This time there was nothing to stop him from slamming all the way in and bottoming out. I had to brace myself against the sink to stop my head from ramming into the mirror. He was not being gentle at all, and when his hand reached around to twist my nipple, I came harder than I had yet.
It wasn’t long before he was pushing in deep one last time and I could feel his heat pouring into me. It was so hot, and I pushed back against him. Each thrust of his hips had pushed the toy in deeper, as well as himself. I couldn’t take much more, and finally I had to breathe.
Scott slid out of me slowly, making a hissing sound as he did. It was the best sound in the world, knowing that he was satisfied. I could feel his satisfaction dripping out of me and sliding down my legs as I stood up a little wobbly.
“Bend over, Mariah.”
I whimpered because everything was burning and sore. That damn toy was still going off inside my ass, and there was no greater relief than when he pulled it out of me and I was finally empty.
“Does that feel better?”
“Yes, daddy.”
“No more of that when we’re in public, Mariah. What are people going to think?”
“I don’t care what they think, daddy. You said when it was just you and me, that I should call you that.” I pulled him closer. “It’s just you and me right now, daddy.”
“Watch your mouth, young lady, or I’m going to put the plug back in you.”
I straightened up. The last thing that I wanted was that damn plug back in me. I hadn’t been too fond of it when he’d pulled it out while I was getting dressed. It was sexy in theory, but it had been uncomfortable through most of the wedding.
As we talked, I could see that he was getting hard in his pants. I whimpered. There was no way that I was going to be able to take more of him right now. I was too sore from overuse. But even though it would hurt, I would never tell him no. His cock was a threat that I looked forward to, even when I couldn’t handle it.
“Are you ready to be a good girl?”
I nodded, although we both knew that my answer could change at any time. I wasn’t the most obedient sub, but I think that Scott liked it that way. He’d better, because I wasn’t going to be a good girl for long, and I think we both knew that.
“I’ll try, daddy.”
He gave me a warning look because I was using that title again, but I saw his cock jerk below his waist. If I wanted to get out of the bathroom, I was going to have to get it together and actually be good for a little while. I didn’t want to spend the whole wedding reception in the bathroom, after all. This was Kimmie’s big day, and I wanted to see her again before she left with her new husband.
***
“It was a beautiful day, wasn’t it?”
“Yeah, the weather was perfect. They really lucked out that they didn’t get the spring rains. I think this is the first day in a week that it hasn’t rained.”
He was talking about the weather and I was talking about the wedding. Seeing the two of them up there pronouncing their love to the world was kind of hard to forget about. They were just perfect for each other. That was rather obvious.
“I meant the wedding, silly. The color, the kiss, it was all just perfect, don’t you think?”
Scott agreed, but it didn’t feel like he was paying very much attention. I knew that, like most guys, he didn’t really care about weddings that much, but at least he’d come. I just felt so in love with the idea of a wedding, and I hoped that one day he would be as ready for it as I was. We loved each other. That much I knew, but I wanted more. I wanted to be his wife, not just his little girl.
“Yeah, it was nice. They looked happy.”
“You seem to have something on your mind. What’s going on with you, Scott?”
He was bothered by something, but like always he was being hesitant about telling me. I wanted to know what he was thinking about. I’d been too wrapped up in the wedding to notice that something was off until now.
“I’ve got a lot on my mind, and my phone has been going crazy since we got there.”
“What’s going on?”
“One of our tapes got leaked. The board wants to call a meeting to discuss whether I should be taken off of the board. They think I might have to step down as CEO, and even then it might not be enough to save the company.”
I hadn’t seen that coming, and I was at a loss of words. “I’m sorry, Scott. I didn’t know that all of that was going on. I wouldn’t have messed with you so much. Or we could have left early.”
“I know, Mariah. That’s why I didn’t tell you. I wanted you to have a good day.”
“So how did the tape get leaked? I thought all of them were burned up in the club fire.”
He shrugged. “There’s no telling. I would guess that Elie had some at his house and we just happened to star in one of them.”
“I don’t know what to say. This is horrible, Scott. No wonder you’re acting strange.”
“I found out about this halfway through the wedding. I was thinking about other things that were occupying my mind.”
“Like what?” I was anxious to talk about anything but the current subject. I didn’t even want to think about what would happen tomorrow. All of the media would get a hold of the tape and soon everything would change.
“Well, I was thinking about how long we should wait until we get married.”
That had my attention. The change of subject took a minute for me to get used to. One minute I was thinking about catastrophe and the next I was dreaming about a wedding of my own.
“Well, you have to ask first, daddy.”
He smirked at the name change and pulled me onto his lap in the car. “I’m asking now.”
“What about your job?”
“I don’t care too much about it. The company will survive without me, and I’ll run it whether I’m CEO or not. I’m not worried about that. I’m worried about us. Would you marry me, Mariah?”
“You know that I’ll do whatever you say.”
He didn’t like the answer, and his kiss was a little harder than usual. His teeth nipped on my bottom lip, and I mewled against him. “I want you to marry me because you want to, not because you think you have to, Mariah. I don’t own you. I want you with me because you love me.”
“I’m with you because I love you in all capacities that you want me. I would marry you in a heartbeat, Scott.”
“Even if I lose all of my money and get old?”
I shrugged and told him that he was already old. “The money thing doesn’t matter that much. You can always make some more.”
“You’re too good for me sometimes.” He pulled me to him and kissed me again. He was quickly pulling me into his vortex of need, and before long his fingers were rubbing places on me that made me jump.
“I think that about you all of the time.”
“I don’t deserve you, Mariah, and I don’t know how I ever found you, but I’m never going to let you go.”
I told him that I was going to hold him to that promise. I didn’t even think about his proposal again until we got home and I was getting out of the shower. My mind was on our time in the bathroom at the wedding, and the soreness that still plagued me and most likely would for quite a while.
When I looked up from drying my hair off, Scott was standing behind me. I started when I saw his reflection, and I could tell that he wanted to laugh at me.
“What?”
“Turn around so I can do this properly.”
“What are you talking about, daddy? We never do anything properly.”
He grinned at me and agreed. “No, we don’t, but just this once call me Scott and turn around.”
I did as he asked. I wasn’t prepared for the large ring that he held out, nestled in a tiny little blue velvet box. My heart was pounding in my ears, and for a moment I was afraid that I was going to faint.
“Where did you get that?”
He shook his head and told me that I needed to stop asking so many questions. “I’ve had this for a while, Mariah. I was just trying to find the perfect time to ask you. So will you?”
“Yes, Scott. Of course I’ll marry you.”
Scott growled at me and pulled me close to his chest, wrapping his arms around me tightly. It wasn’t long before the towel between us was gone and we both forgot about the ring that had fallen on the floor between us. I would marry him, of course, but in my eyes, I was already his forever. Scott would forever be my Dom, my love and now my husband. It was all the same to me. I wasn’t going anywhere, no matter what my title or his became.
~The End~