Ring: Chapter Four: Under his Coat

10/23/2020

Ring: Chapter Four: Under his Coat

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Chapter Four: Under his Coat

Vegas was such a bright and loud place, but all I could see or hear was my husband. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him on the way back to our hotel room. We weren’t alone in the elevator, but we clung to each other, my arms around his waist. He kept kissing my temple.

He unlocked the door before scooping me up in his arms. My head fell back against his shoulder, my arms around his neck. Once inside, he kicked it shut and kissed me soundly.

Giggling, I tossed my flowers onto the couch while still in his grip. He marched me purposefully toward the bedroom. He put me to my feet in front of the bed, taking his coat from my shoulders.

“My beautiful blushing bride,” he murmured as he pecked my cheek. “My wife is a goddess.”

“Please get me out of this dress,” I begged as I tugged on his shirt so it came out of his tuxedo pants. “I need you.”

He turned me around and helped me get out of it as fast as he could. Underneath, I was wearing a red bustier and matching boy shorts, both lacy. Jasper worshipfully slid his palms over my ass.

Unbuttoning his shirt, I pushed it off of his shoulders. I lightly kissed his scar that was still bright pink. Moving my mouth to his throat, he held the back of my neck. His head fell back, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the attention. My fingers quickly worked on his pants, pushing them down to the floor.

Jasper lifted me up onto the bed, laying me back so he could crawl over me hurriedly. His mouth explored the tops of my breasts, his fingertips moving down my ribs. The way he touched me was so adoring. Reverently, he placed each kiss so he didn’t miss a single spot. No other person could make me feel like this. He was utterly devoted to me and my happiness.

“I’m so glad I’m yours,” I breathed as the emotions spilled over, my fingers in his hair. I gripped it gently, tugging it at the roots.

Stopping to look up, his eyes peered into mine. “I am so lucky to be your husband.”

I wickedly grinned as I pushed his underwear down. “You enjoy it that much?” I teased as I massaged his erection gently. It was as swollen and as hard as it could be, already aching with his desire. It jumped against my palm. He nodded slowly.

“Knowing you’re mine and I’m yours completely is definitely exciting.” He brought my left hand up to his mouth and kissed my knuckles. I dragged them over his jaw, smirking at him. My grip on him tightened, making his eyes roll into the back of his head. When my fist moved over the tip, I felt him drip with need.

I shoved him onto his back since I had control, straddling his waist. He lifted so he could undo the hooks of my bra. Jasper pushed the straps down my arms, letting it fall to the mattress beside us. The curtains were open, the lights from the city dancing on the bed over my skin. Pink, green, yellow, blue, and red all moved over our bodies as it flickered.

Slowly, he traced the lines my underwear had left on my flesh. “I’m going to make love to you all night,” he declared, pulling me down to his mouth to kiss me furiously. His other hand slid down to my ass, gripping it tightly through the fabric. His nails dug into the lace until I heard it rip.

Jasper was always so good at keeping his promises.

He was still asleep when I woke up at noon. I had covered his chest in hickies, and there were dozens on his legs and thighs, too. Neither of us held back when it came to marking each other’s body. There was one the size of a saucer on my ass cheek. I could see his teeth marks.

Taking a shower, I pampered myself with all the fun cosmetic stuff I purchased the previous day. Expensive shampoo and conditioners made my hair extra soft, and the moisturizer made my skin feel like satin. I even got the eye creams and serums I usually ignored. I wanted every inch of me to be perfect for him. Then I blow-dried my hair and straightened it with my new mini straightener. It would be useful for traveling.

When I came out in my new silk robe, he was awake and reading the news on my iPad. He raised his eyebrow, looking me over lazily. He liked what he saw. “Well, good afternoon, Isabella.”

“Good afternoon, sir,” I smiled back as I crawled onto the bed on my hands and knees slowly. “What would you like to do today? I’m yours to do whatever you please. I’ll even be a good girl, I swear.”

“I don’t believe you,” he teased, running his fingers underneath my jaw lightly. “I think I want a shower and some lunch. And tonight we’ll go to dinner and the casino. I also got us tickets to Cirque du Soleil. You’ll wear that new dress this evening.”

Wildly, I grinned. “Yes, sir.”

He held my chin, gazing into my eyes. “Are you sure you’re ready to do a scene all day, Isabella? If not, I would understand-”

Leaning forward to keep him from babbling, I kissed him deeply. “I’m yours, sir.”

“Tell me everything you need. It’s my job to take care of you, more now than ever before. Don’t be afraid to use your safe words for any reason, even if you’re just bored and want to stop.”

I laughed loudly as I sat back on my ankles. “I have never been bored with you before during a scene, ever. Seriously. How could I? Ugh, Daddy is spanking me again-”

I didn’t get to finish that sentence because I was tackled to the bed. Squealing, I giggled as I struggled. He pulled my robe open so he could see my bare skin. I was still nude underneath.

“Damn, you smell so good,” he mumbled to himself as he pushed it further to the side so he could peck down my abdomen. He moaned when he got to a cluster of bruises on my hip. He nipped and kissed there. “So pretty. I’m going to give you so many more of these.”

“You should see what you’ve done to my ass,” I snickered. He swiftly rolled me over to my stomach, making me laugh again. He pushed the robe over my head. I wiggled my rear at him for good measure. “Do you like it?”

Jasper smacked the spot hard with his palm. Moaning quietly, I pushed my face into the sheets. “You’re going to be able to see my hand on your skin for days after tonight.”

The words made me wet.

“Can you spank me now?” I begged softly, lifting on my elbows to look at him. He didn’t even peek at me. “Please, sir.”

He pulled my robe down, smirking. “No. I think I’ll-” His phone began to ring on the bedside table. Jasper groaned but reached for it. “Shit, it’s my mom.”

“Oh, put it on speaker.”

My new husband looked panicked. “What are we going to tell her?”

“Nothing. Give nothing away.” I took it from him and answered, putting it on speaker. “Hi, Caroline!” I said cheerfully.

“Hey, honey! How are you?”

I brought my feet up, crossing my ankles as I continued to lie on my stomach. “Fantastic! How are you?”

“Great. So, is my son with you, or did you steal his phone?”

“I’m right here,” he responded with a nervous laugh. “Hello, Mama.”

“Hey, baby. Do y’all wanna come to dinner tomorrow night? Daddy and I were thinking about ordering pizza and playing cards. We were going to invite everyone.”

We looked at each other, and he raised his eyebrows. I laughed as I sat up, picking up his phone as I did. “Um, actually, we’re not in town right now. I surprised Jasper with an impromptu trip for our anniversary.”

It wasn’t a lie.

“How sweet! Where did y’all go?”

If I said Vegas, she would know right away. He couldn’t keep that from her. “The Grand Canyon.”

That was a lie. We did go to a canyon and had a grand time, though. Jasper was smirking, tilting his head to the side to look at me.

“A trip into nature. That’s perfect. Are you having fun?”

He cleared his throat. “Yes, ma’am. A lot. It’s been very relaxing, and the views are stunning.”

“I cannot wait to see all the pictures.,” she responded. “Justin, they can’t. Bella took Jasper on a trip for their anniversary to the Grand Canyon. I know! Isn’t that sweet? We should go soon,” she spoke to her husband before turning her attention back to us. “Okay, well, I guess we’ll have to do that another night,” she finished with a playful pout. She didn’t actually mind.

“How about when we get back I take everyone out to dinner? My treat. We miss you guys and want to see everybody,” I insisted.

Caroline instantly loved this idea. “Fantastic! Call us when you get back into town.”

“Yes, ma’am. Love you,” I cooed sweetly. We were going to end the call perfectly. His mom was happy and knew nothing about what was going on.

“I love you, too, sugar. And you, too, baby,” she quickly added to her son.

“Love you, too, Mama. Have a good day,” he mumbled before he hung up the phone. He took it from me and placed it on the nightstand. “Ooh, little girl. You just straight up lied to that woman. I wasn’t going to give you spankings before, but now I think you’ve earned them.”

Giggling, I nibbled on my fingertip as I gazed at him. “Only a little. I lied for the greater good.”

He scoffed. “The greater good. Maybe so, but that was still very naughty. And you even promised to be good today, Isabella.”

My brain went ‘fuck, yes.’ “I guess I lied then.”

Grabbing my arm, he pulled me over his lap. Repeatedly, he smacked my ass through the robe until I was squirming. Forcefully, he yanked it over my head. He didn’t even slow down. He just kept whacking. Switching cheeks, he moved the strikes around. My eyes watered as my legs shook.

Sharply, he pushed his fingers inside of me from behind. I was incredibly slick. With the other hand, he snatched all of my hair and jerked my head back roughly. “That’s perfect. I can already see my prints on your lovely skin. You’re going to be so sore. I don’t think I’m done yet, though. Go get my belt on your hands and knees.”

When I sat up from his lap, he pulled my robe off completely. Carefully, I got off the mattress and got onto my knees. His belt was in his luggage in the closet. It was an annoyingly long way to crawl, but he wanted to stare at his handiwork in action.

“Carry it to me in your teeth,” he ordered.

He stood from the bed as I drew near. His smirk was so cocky, his arousal straining at his briefs. Jasper took the strap from my mouth and lifted my chin to make me look at him with the other. “Only bad girls lie. Do you want to be naughty?”

“Yes, sir,” I responded confidently.

His palm slapped across my cheek. “Are you going to lie to her again?”

Grinning, I glanced up at him. “Yes, sir.”

He slapped me again. “Bend over the bed.”

He thrashed me until I was crying with my toes dug deep into the carpet, and my fingers twisted into the blanket. It felt so good. When his cool fingertips dragged over my thigh, I gasped in pleasure.

Then he pushed inside of me. The sting surprised me, and I moaned loudly. Both of his hands wrapped around my cheeks and pulled me back against him.

“No cumming yet. Only good girls get to cum.” I whimpered, and he smacked my ass with his bare hand. “Shut up, slut. You’re getting exactly what you wanted.”

He wrapped his fist around my hair, pulling my head back as he fucked me. My eyes rolled into the back of my skull. My man knew the second I was about to finish because he pulled out. He stroked himself until he came on my red ass.

He shoved my face back into the mattress. “Stay exactly like that, and don’t move an inch. I’m going to come back and fuck you again when I get done in the shower.”

I loved my husband so much. Especially this confident, cocky version of him. It had been so long since he had come out to play. We had been too busy. Between this, the trial, and the book, both of us were mentally and emotionally drained.

It was so hard not to move until he came back. Jasper took his time, too.

Fresh and warm from the shower, he moved behind me with his erection poking me in the ass. “Good girl,” he cooed. “You still don’t get to cum yet, though.”

An hour later, I was in the sexy skin-tight dress he picked out for me. He didn’t allow me to wear underwear, just a bra. Some of the marks he left, either from his belt or his mouth, were visible on my neck and thighs. His hand never moved away from my ass as we walked to the restaurant downstairs.

“Hm, I think I’d like to go to the Venetian after the show. I want to play some blackjack,” he mused as he gazed at me from across the table. He had a couple of beers with his lunch and was totally relaxed.

The circus had individual tables, and they were serving drinks. Jasper pulled my chair close enough to his that he could wrap his arm around my shoulders, and I could lay my head on his. I kept my coat on because it was cold, and I snuggled into him for warmth.

When the house lights went down, everyone became quiet. Then the beautiful, intense music started. I loved every second.

About halfway through, Jasper began to kiss my neck. We were in a far corner. The table beside us was empty, and we were against a wall. It was cozy and almost private. I watched with my lip between my teeth, my head lolled to the side.

When he licked my ear, I shivered. “Are you cold, darlin?” He teased.

“As a matter of fact, I am.”

He removed his coat and laid it across my crossed lap. Once settled again, he rested his hand on my thigh. “Uncross your legs.”

I did as he asked, and he pushed them further until he could easily move between my thighs. His cool finger stroked my warm lips. They became slick at his touch.

“Keep your eyes on the stage,” he ordered in my ear, pushing between them. When he touched my clit, I gasped. “No noise. You can’t in here.”

Closing my mouth tightly, I pushed my lips together hard. It was so difficult to keep my eyes forward. After a while, I couldn’t see anything. I could only hear the music as he continued to stroke and play. It went on for so long, building up slowly. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Jasper leaned over and kissed my neck again. “You may cum now, Isabella.”

My head fell back as I rocked against his hand. All of my built-up tension was released in this orgasm. It was powerful for a long second but instantly melted away. I relaxed into him, closing my eyes. He removed his finger from between my legs and brought it to his lips to suck clean. After, it dragged over my chin to make me look at him. He brought my mouth to his, and when we kissed, I could taste myself on them.

A few minutes later, a waitress came by to ask if we wanted more drinks. He ordered us another round. When she left, he put his hand under his coat again on my thigh. It stayed there for the rest of the show.

When we walked outside to get a taxi to go to the casino, he leaned over to whisper in my ear once again. “You were such a good girl. You stayed so quiet. I would have loved to make you moan, though,” he continued dirtily. Goosebumps rose across the back of my neck, making him chuckle. “Tonight I’ll make you scream through the gag, and I can’t wait. I’ve been thinking about it for hours. How I’m going to tie you to one of those chairs. I think I’ll force you to sit on a vibrator until you’re crying.”

I whimpered when the car pulled up. “I want to go to the hotel, sir.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “Not yet. I want to play a little first.”

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Warnings: This story contains violence and graphic sexual content. 18+ only.