Don't Forget It | Closed

Cami moaned as he released the ropes. She felt him move her hands and the stretch felt amazing but he didn't let go of her hands. He didn't let her go and she felt the tears prickling her eyes. She moaned again as his hips started to drive her into pleasure. She felt like she was floating and he was her only anchor. She wanted to plead with him, to thank him, to say anything but she didn't and all that would come out of her mouth anyways with the way she felt would be her moans. His hips had her stomach tightening. She felt her orgasm starting to rise. Her moans lifting with the pleasure. She pressed herself back into him wanting to feel as much of his as possible. It wasn't to much later that she was pleading almost incoherently. "Come, please Sir." Her voice was strained and almost soft. She was so tired she was sure she wouldn't be doing much of anything for the rest of the day.

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Mason grinned. They finished their hike and he realized they hadn't ended up eating. "Are you hungry?" He asked her taking a long drink from his water. He had really enjoyed the hike and hoped it wasn't a total disappointment for her. He was glad she was so excited about the rocks though. He hadn't thought it would excite her that much. It wasn't like they where in some other country or anything. Though now seeing her excitement he was already hoping to take her to climb rocks somewhere truly amazing. He walked into the house and shrugged off his bag. He looked back at Peyton. He took her bag as she pulled it off and set them in the closet. Mason turned taking her hand and walked with her to the kitchen. He was hungry. Mason pulled out some food.

@ Jinx...
A soft groan left his lips when he heard her beg to cum, it was like music to his ears. "You may." He said threw grit teeth. His own pleasure at it's peak. Feeling her tense he couldn't stop the moan that left his lips, his own release following hers. His hips lazily snapping, helping them to ride out their highs. "You're such a good girl." He praised her, knowing that today had been a lot on her. First he'd strung her tight as he could, only letting her come down when he felt she couldn't take anymore emotionally. Next he punished her. It wasn't a punishment instead it was for the sake of just doing it. He wanted to know what her limits were should he ever need to know. And also she seemed to enjoy her ass being spanked. But now she'd remember him for days.

Pulling out of her, he trailed kisses down her spine. "I know that you're tired, but could you stand for more?" He asked her. He wanted her to understand why her own choices of staying healthy was so important. If she did agree to more he'd take her again. He wanted to explore her more. Though he was very much aware of her needs. He smiled as he started to undo the rope around her torso. Leaving it draped over the table as he helped her stand up. He pulled the blindfold off before picking her up. He carried her from the room and into the bathroom. Setting her down on her feet as he moved around to fill the tub. Dropping a few products into the water, hoping it would help alleviate the pain she was feeling from her ass.

Helping her step in he kept his eyes on her as she slowly sunk down into the warm water. Before he himself climbed in behind him. His hands moving to her shoulders as he started to rub. Knowing that she'd been bound most of the day and was more than likely hurting from it. "You've been quite." He pointed out, hoping that he didn't scare her off because of what had just happened. Placing a kiss on her shoulder he turned to the other giving it the same treatment.

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A smile pulled at Peyton's face as sight of his house came into view. She was tired of walking. And it had annoyed her that she'd managed to tire out so easily. However when he asked if she was hungry, it dawned at her she'd not eaten anything beside a shake this morning. "Yeah, I'm starving." She told him, knowing it was one of the main reasons she wasn't feeling entirely herself. She'd let her health slip to the back seat. He was far to much of a distraction than she'd thought. Shaking her head she knew she'd have to do a lot better at taking care of herself. He was proving to be more than she could handle. And that was a first. Following him into the kitchen she smiled as he started to pull food out. "Are you making something?" She questioned him, curious to see if he'd actually cook or even throw together sandwiches.

@ BBBibles
Cami's orgasm burst through her at his acceptance and she moaned loudly her hips pressing back against him the sting of her ass against his skin only making it that much more pleasurable. She was relaxing into the table as he praised her. His hands let go of hers, trailing after his lips over her skin to release the rope. Her skin was sensitive and kiss kisses where like little fireworks against her skin. She smiled thinking how much she wanted to paint this feeling. She needed a big canvas so the viewer got lost in it. His words brought her out of her mind her eyes opening. She hadn't realized she had closed them. She blinked sleepily. She hummed as she thought over his question. "I need rest and food. And... my ass hurts... Sir." she spoke softly a hint of a smirk in her voice as she talked about her ass.

As Sawyer helped her stand Cami felt her knees wobble. She reached out finding him and holding onto him. As the blindfold came off she blinked the light bright from her sensory deprivation. She had never realized that the presence of sensory could be overwhelming if it had been taken away for long. Cami reached up rubbing the tears from her eyes. She hadn't quite adjusted when he took her in his arms. She hummed thankfully and leaned her head against his chest. She wanted to protest as he turned towards the bathroom. She just wanted to sleep but she didn't dare protest. He had already explained the importance of aftercare maintenance. She would be grateful for it later. When Sawyer set her down she whimpered and moved to sit on her legs sleepily looking at the floor. She looked very submissive as she sat there with a tired smirk on her lips.

Standing again she moved into the tub as she sat back she hissed as the warm water reached her ass. She slipped in and once she was relaxed back into Sawyer she hummed contently. She laid her head back against his chest. His hands moved to her shoulders and she felt him easing the tension out as the water worked it's magic. She knew it wasn't the two orgasms that made her so tired. No this was the emotional stretching and the spanking that made her feel like she had been up for days. She looked back at Sawyer. "I'm just tired." she said softly and looked him over. She smiled softly. "I'm okay, you don't need to worry." she told him and reached back placing her hand on his over her shoulder. Cami bit her lip. "Sawyer my past sexual experiences where nothing close to this. I... I wasn't really active before you. A few oral moments here or there since I lost my virginity but this is a lot." she told him hoping that helped him because speaking about it made her cheeks burn. Even their recent hot passionate vanilla sex had made her more sleepy and sleep more than usual. It would be an adjustment but she hoped her stamina would build up quickly because she didn't want to leave Sawyer unsatisfied. "Are you unsatisfied?" she asked him wondering if her lack of stamina was leaving him feeling disappointed and unsatisfied.

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Mason laughed. "Peyton did you doubt I knew how to cook?" he asked her. "I'm plenty capable of cooking from start to finish and it's not to bad though there are days I am a little more rusty than others but this is not one of them." he said. He copped things as he heated the pan and tossed in some things. It wasn't long before he set a bowl down in front of her. "Korean barbecue chicken fried rice." he told her. "Asian dishes are my favorite to make. Maybe it's cause I am pretty good at them." he winked at her and sat down next to her taking his chopsticks and digging into his bowl. He was so glad to finally get some food into his belly. A sandwich wasn't going to cut it. It seemed they would need a light dinner. He would cook for her again on the boat tonight. He thought she might like to sleep out on the river tonight with him. He wanted to show her the stars. "So what do you think Peyton? Convinced yet that I don't have a silver spoon in my mouth?" he partially teased.

@ Jinx...
Sawyer nodded hearing she was tired, that wasn't a surprise to him. He was planning things for them as he couldn't get enough of her. And it was a bit of a wake up call for him hearing her express her lack of sexual experience. Blinking he couldn't help but feel a bit smug, he was the best she'd had and he liked knowing that. "What, no." He could barely put together his thoughts. He was surprised that she'd even think that he was unsatisfied. Taking a few breaths he did his best to refocus himself. "I've already told you that this is an adjustment. And you've done extremely well for someone with limited experience." He told her, placing a kiss on her shoulder. "Even though I'm experience in this it does take me some getting use to this again as I've not had a sub for awhile so I'm a bit rusty too." He informed her, placing his chin on her shoulder, his arms encasing her. "But I don't just enjoy your body." He told her. Knowing they shared many conversations where he hung off every word. But this wasn't the type of relationship he normally had. So he was far fun unsatisfied. It was new and exciting.

"I know you're tired but can I convince you to eat something before you head to bed?" He hoped she'd at least eat before taking a nap. He may as well join her but first he was concerned with eating.

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Peyton smirked at him, "just a little bit." She teased him, as she lifted her hand to display how much she ment by little. She nodded along to his words of being rusty in the kitchen. She knew that all to well. As she would only make things that were necessary, so some of her favorite dishes she liked to eat it felt like a chore trying to make them. But it's what happened when other things ruled your life, like school or work.

Taking a set at the bar she watched him, resting her head on her hands. The way he moved around the kitchen was very domestic. It gave her little understanding of the man. She knew he had all the makings of being a husband. But she knew his stubbornness the moment wouldn't allow him to settle down. His views on it were based of the women he'd dated. And her meeting Marla gave her some insight into why he chose to look for company in a different form. "It looks fantastic." She told him picking up her own chopsticks. Taking a bite she chewed slowly. She wasn't familiar with Korean cuisine. So this was new to her. Smiling she peered at him. "I never thought that." She told him shaking her head. "I do enjoy teasing you about it." She continued to eat. Thinking she might tease him a bit more. But decided she rather talk and get to know him some more. "When we first met I thought you were up tight." She chuckled softly. "Though spending time with you I learned it's purely for show. You've adapted to the society your business caters to." She told him knowing she seen through him. Though most weren't this lucky. "It does still surprise me that you have decided a fake girl friend would benefit you more than a real one." She shook her head. "After all any woman should feel lucky having your attention." She blushed softly at those words. She knew it was because what his attention could entice.

@ BBBibles
Cami blushed at his surprise to her question. She relaxed more. As she listened to his words she smiled. She felt proud that he thought she did well. She bit her lip. As he spoke about a sub she pursed her lips. That couldn't be what he thought of her right? She felt his head against her shoulder and she smiled leaning her head against his. The way he held onto her made her feel so loved and cared for. It worried her how everything he did made her just want to please him even more, to give him more control despite what seemed safe. She was shocked from her thoughts. She knew it had to be true but hearing him tell her that he liked her for more than her body made her feel like she had won the lottery. She smiled and closed her eyes.

Cami was drifting off when Sawyer asked her to eat something. She blushed and nodded. "Yes I will try." She stretched her legs out. "It's funny but I rather spend the energy to paint then eat right now." She looked over at him and smirked. "But I will eat. I would love to paint my first experience on canvas today though before it fades." She smiled as she looked at him. She was sure he thought her artist inclinations where amusing at the least and troubling at the worst. He would have to learn to trust her to take care of herself and today was a starling example of why it was so important. "So relaxing this morning... that was what? Where you just testing me or something?" She asked. She wanted to go through every moment and understand but knew she might get one or two. Really she wanted to understand what made him so worked up this morning or if that was normal for him.

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Mason chuckled as she told him how she enjoyed teasing him. He smirked thinking there were much better ways to tease him than with privilege talk. He was pleased she seemed to be satisfied with the first bite. She spoke again after a bit and he looked over at her. "Really uptight huh?" he rubbed the back of his neck. "Adapted is a good way to put it. I think I'm just a little cautious but with good reason with new people. Once you signed the contract though I was able to relax. Our terms set." he helped explain hoping she didn't think him to uptight in him saying so. He was about to put another bit in his mouth and paused. He thought about the women he dated, all high society, none of them like Peyton. She was different. He looked over at her watching her flush. He smirked. He was glad Peyton felt that way. He knew it was really not something they needed to talk about but he wanted her to understand and most of all understand him. "Peyton you haven't been in my world long. Over the next few months you will start to meet people that run in my circles. Many of them unpleasant. I hope you wont run into any of my ex's but that's not guaranteed. If you do you will come to understand that they are high maintenance, demanding and that my own desires don't match those qualities. Don't get me wrong they have their good qualities but I am in a point in my life where I am not willing to cater to their demands. And finding someone laid back in my circles is particularly challenging. But there is also the fact I don't have a lot of time to go looking for a women that would fit what I need in my life right now. It's not necessarily that I don't want a girlfriend. It's just more complicated then I have time for." he shrugged and took a bite of his food. He felt like she was the much needed boost to his confidence that he had been lacking. He swallowed and looked over at her. "It shocks me that you don't have a boyfriend and you would consider doing this when you are obviously very capable and special. Peyton you're a hell of a catch." he took another bite watching her carefully.

@ Jinx...
Sawyer felt her tense up at the mention of his past sub, not knowing if he struck a nerve but he brushed it off. He'd have to remember it made her feel uncomfortable. "Well how about we make a compromise?" He offered. "While food is being prepared you can paint." He suggested. Knowing that what he was craving would take a bit to prepare and then the actual cook time. Shaking the thought he smiled before placing a kiss to her shoulder, then stood. "Come." He told her. Grabbing a towel for her he wrapped it around her body when she stood. Helping her step from the tub. He couldn't explain what he was feeling right now. But he was extremely curious to see what she had in mind when it came to their time in the playroom.

Making his way to his closet he dried himself off as he went. Debating on weather he wanted to make the food himself or just order it in. It would be faster if he ordered. But it wouldn't give Camilla much time with painting. And he was after all a man of his word and would allow her to paint. Though he was craving food from his favorite Italian restaurant. "I will call for you when lunch is ready." He told her, having looked at the time and noticed it was barely even past noon. They hadn't played as long as he thought. But still it was extremely tiring what they had done. Heading to his office he collected his phone sending Kent a text. Informing him to pick up their order. While he waited he turned to the tv. Turning the news on and allowing the voices to carry though the place. Moving towards the kitchen he pulled open the fridge, smiling when his eyes landed on a plate of chocolate strawberries.

After pouring a glass of wine he took the plate of strawberries up to Camilla. A soft smile pulled at his lips as he took in her appearance. "Come." He told her, knowing he was interrupting her time. Setting the plate down he picked up a strawberry, "eat this." He told her placing the fruit at her lips. "It will help." He'd read a bit about the benefits chocolate had to offer. But it was something that he'd practiced in his youth. The chocolate gave energy and was suppose to help with recovery. So he didn't see why trying it now could hurt.

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Peyton frowned hearing his explanation and knowing he was right that she didn't know all the facts. And being in his world was honestly something she'd never truly wanted. She just wanted the ability to take care of herself. "I understand that." She told him, knowing that she wasn't stupid. "All I was stating was that people can change should the stakes be high enough." She shrugged hoping he understood what she was implying at. That any woman given the chance to love him would ultimately change if they were faced with losing him. She knew that people were fickle beast and would undoubtingly be selfish. As that was what Mason was doing. He was being selfish. But she couldn't say anything to him as she was herself being selfish. She was using him for her own gain.

Feeling his eyes on her she turned her attention to him. "Men only want one thing." She told him, knowing he'd asked for it from her but actually gave her something else in return. "So why not take an offer better than the rest?" She asked him. She took a bite from her food, then looked back at him. "Most guys disappoint, they make promises they never attend to keep, can't satisfy, so why would I ever want a boyfriend?" She chuckled softly. Knowing that they both were very much the same, yet very different in their aspects. Hers was to protect her heart and save herself from disappointment. His was time and effort.

@ BBBibles
Cami smiled as he offered her a compromise. She nodded. "Yes I would like that." she said though really she just kinda wanted to nap first but she needed some time in the art room and if this was her only time she was going to make the most of it. Cami smiled as he stood and commanded her to come. His voice made her body instantly react. Her body wanted to please him. She blushed as she stood. Cami grinned looking up at him and watched him. She bit her lip. She wanted to kiss him again but knew if they started then she would be lost in him again. She moved to the closet with him and pulled out some brightly colored panties and a white shirt pulling them on and pulling her hair up into a messy bun. She looked at him as he spoke and nodded. "Okay." she said and smirked as she watched him go. She sighed loving the shape of him. She could stare at him for hours. It was going to be a bug in her ear until she was able to paint him.

Cami smirked thinking about it humming as she headed down to her art room. She moved in and turned on the radio in the corner. It wasn't loud but it was a pleasant hum. She picked up a canvas grinning as she set it up on the easel. She had so many things she had to set up in here to truly make it her own space. As she brushed her fingers over the brush she couldn't help the swell in her heart. There was nothing Sawyer could have done better than this to make her feel comfortable in his space. She stretched out. She wouldn't be able to sit on the nice stool her bottom still humming. She pulled out paints and set them on the pallet starting to mix colors before she set in to the canvas. She hadn't worked with red like this before. Red was like his touch coloring her skin. Cami stood swaying slightly to her own rhythm the shirt showing off the bright panties as she moved around on her tip toes. She was in the middle of filling out her first body when she heard Sawyer. She jumped at his voice and let out a sigh. She chuckled as she turned and looked him over. She walked over, brush in hand, to the little desk that already had supplies scattered about.

"You're so bossy." She stood close in front of him but not touching. Cami grinned looking up at him. He told her to eat and she kept her eyes on him as she took the fruit he placed against her mouth. There was something stirring in this moment. She wanted him to push her up against the wall and take her right now. Despite the exhaustion, the hunger and the creative pull she wanted his mouth to paint her body with his lips and pleasure. She hummed as he pulled the stem away. She loved these. Cami smiled. "Amazing." she said and licked her lip still missing a smudge of chocolate on her mouth.

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Mason nodded as she said people could change. "Yes sometimes. If they really want to." he said thinking back to his ex's. It wasn't like he had a tone. In fact he had three long term girlfriends in his adult like. None of them had been wanting to change. He had been the one doing all the bending and that was why he had come to this, paying for his company. He no longer wanted to bend. He just wanted to relax. Peyton even with her prying question was the most relaxed he had been in years. He felt like himself more than he had in so long.

Mason tried not to choke on his food at her next words. He could snicker at the iconic statement. It was well overused. Not all men where the same just as not all women where the same. In fact there was a time he wouldn't have fit in that category but now... Now he fit into that category and more. Oh how low he had fallen. If he was the best of her options it worried him what exactly she had encountered. There was a reason she held the opinion that men where lead by their dicks, and it wasn't just him and his proposition to her. Mason nodded understanding how many people made promises never intended to keep. He rubbed the back of his neck. It sounded like they where both stuck in the unrest caused from disappointment in those they had wanted more from. He was sure she thought him shallow and he was sure in some ways that might be true but he had his own issues just as she had hers. He didn't think getting into the fucked up parts of his past relationships was going to benefit them. Besides if his sisters liked her they would take her under their wings and teach her all his dirty private insecurities and drama.

Once they finished lunch he set their bowls in the sink and turned to her. "How about tonight we spend the night on the boat?" he asked her. "I would love for you to see the stars on the river." he smiled at her. He was glad they talked truthfully to one another. It seemed they where growing closer with their conversations, even these tricky ones.

@ Jinx...
His eyes watched her devour the strawberry, the swipe of her tongue. His thoughts were on other things than just taking care of her. Grabbing another strawberry he offered it to her. "I've ordered in." He told her as she bit the fruit. He was just giving her a heads up that she wouldn't be allowed to paint for to long. Smirking as he noticed her messily eating he leaned in. His lips taking her, kissing her hungerly. The taste of her on his tongue, mixed with the strawberries and chocolate, was enough to cause him to throb. Feeling her body arch into his he pulled back. Knowing that if he didn't put the brakes on now he'd have lied to her. "I'll let you know when the food has arrived." He told her." Grabbing the plate and leaving the room.

He was in the kitchen before he realized he'd left his wine in her room. Shaking his head he knew she was slowly taking over his thoughts. And he needed to get control over himself. This was new an exciting for him. But he couldn't lose himself to it. Hearing the tapping of shoes on the floor he lifted his gaze to meet Kent. Blinking he stood up straight not knowing how long he'd been lost in his own thoughts. "Sir." Kent greeted placing the containers on the counter. Then making a quick exit. Sawyer just nodded at the man watching as he retreated. Moving around the kitchen he grabbed them both a plate. Plating the contents he set a placement for both of them, then poured them a glass of wine.

His eyes trailed her body as he stood in the door frame. The paint on her nose, and the sway of her hips pulled a smile from him. Leaning against the frame he shook his head watching as she painted away. He was curious to see how long she'd take to notice his presence. Though after he stood there for a bit he chuckled. "Are you hungry?" He questioned Camilla, watching the way her body jolted as he startled her.

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Peyton was thankful for him ending the conversation. They were getting to personal and she knew it was crossing a line. Of course she didn't care one way or another when it came down to her. He'd find out any information about her if he just tried looking or even talking to the right person. So she could only assume that it was for his benefit, not liking how personal she'd gotten. She watched as he took her bowl she smiled. "That sounds lovely." She chuckled softly. She didn't like the fact that there was people around she had to worry about. This trip was suppose to be them getting better aquatinted outside of the norm. And having to put on any kind of show while she was still deciding if she could do this wasn't ideal. She knew that in her mind she was being so wishy washy. One moment she was ready to sign the contract, yet the next she was curling back into her shell and wanting to prolong the trial. Knowing it was only because she was still learning and coming to terms with the reality. But the hardest part she had to deal with was separating her feelings for him, while still trying to display affection for him. She wasn't as well versed in this as Lexi. But she knew the difference just not quite how to pull it off yet. "You know you're quite the romantic." She teased him, knowing that it wasn't hard to see why women were so into him. Though it made her curious why Marla would want to be with him. They really didn't seem like that good of a match. But she couldn't always judge a book by it's cover. As if she'd not gotten to know Mason she'd have said they were good together. Shrugging it off she stood and moved to him, placing her hand on his arm she peer up at him. "Still wanting to water ski?" She asked knowing that she was more than happy to try something she just really didn't want to deal with other people around.

@ BBBibles
Cami hummed as she took the second strawberry. The taste tantalized on her tongue. She closed her eyes a moment and opened them only to see him moving in and capturing her lips. She let out a surprised moan. She tasted him mixing with the chocolate and strawberries making her pulse quicken. She wanted to reach out and place her hands all over him but they just hung by her sides as her body arched to get closer. He pulled away and her lips felt burned, pleasantly of course. Her eyes blinked open her mind hazy and her body wound up again. They could spend so long just teasing each other back into bed, into the playroom or hell on the nearest and most convent surface. He spoked and she looked over at him and gave a nod. She touched her lips and hummed. Yes she could spend an eternity creating pieces on what this man did to her.

Cami turned back to her canvas watching it unfold and began to move the colors from her mind onto the canvas one stroke at a time. Her paint was thick like the fog of lust that hung over her. She was nearly there. There was so much detail she wanted to put in the painting but neither had the time for nor the reference. Perhaps some of the draw to this piece was the unfinished promise. Or maybe it was the possibilities. She pressed the end of her brush to her lips tilting her head. She was about to touch of a piece that didn't really need it when she heard Sawyer. She jumped again. He already had a bad habit of appearing while she was deep in the art and startling her back into reality. She looked over at him and beamed. "Yes." Cami started to pick up her things. "Let me rinse the paint out of my brushes." He might be just fine with letting it dry and just buying another but she couldn't walk away like that. It was her own personal ritual just as art was her first love. The only obsession she had which he was already beginning to contend with. Could she have two obsessions and not be consumed by one of them? Cami made quick work of cleaning up and even rubbed the paint off her nose but missed the bit under her chin. She turned. "Alright let's eat. And then a nap." she beamed her eyes still sleepy but she felt entirely satisfied with having captured her emotions and feelings onto the canvas.

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Mason smiled as she agreed. "A romantic?" he asked her and chuckled. He had been accused of that once before and she had ended up telling him that he was a jerk that lead her on just because he wasn't ready to get married when she was. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Well I just enjoy all that is beautiful." He looked down at her his voice changing and drawing her in. "And you under the starlight is going to be exquisite." he smirked. She came over to him her touch drawing him in. He looked down at her and listened to her. He chuckled at how easily she had got him pinned down. She knew him more than he had experienced from someone before. "Yes I would love to try it with you. Just for a bit ten we will be a lone on the boat again." he said starting to get the feeling that even though she now understood his respect for his employees that she felt the need to put on a show for them. He was sure whatever he said to calm her fears about not needing to do so would just go unheard. He pulled her under her arms. "You're amazing Peyton." he said against her temple. He placed a kiss there. "Do you need to pack a night bag?" he asked not sure how she would feel about one of the ladies here doing it for her. "I need to change into my suit anyways." he said hoping that gave her time to think as he let her go. His hand trailed down the back of her arm and took her hand. He placed a kiss to her skin before heading down the hall.

@ Jinx...
Sawyer watched her as she moved around the room cleaning things up. A soft chuckle leaving his lips as he watched her clean the paint from her nose. Smiling he offered his hand to her, "come." He told her, smirking. Her earlier comment about him being bossy coming to mind. Though he'd let it slide. She had no idea how bossy he could truly be. If only she'd submit to him fully then she'd see. But he did enjoy her in the way she was able to give herself to him. As it was work and they both had to work on their trusting of each other. Feeling her hand in his he turned and led her out of the room and down to the kitchen.

Pulling her seat out for her he smiled as she sat, before he took his own chair. Looking down at the plate before him. "I know it's a lot." He chuckled. "Though it's a combination of things, there's lasagna, manicotti, a spinach ravioli, tortellini, and baked ziti." He shrugged, "I enjoy it all." He smiled at her. Before chuckling, lifting his hand he gently wiped at the paint on her chin. He smudged it more than cleaning it up. Smiling he ignored it figuring she could do a better job later. "Eat." He said before turning and picking his fork up, and digging into his food. His appetite wasn't just on the food, but on the woman next to him.

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Peyton felt a blush creep up on her face, hearing his complement. Her heart in her throat as his words did something to her. "Very romantic." She murmured to herself, knowing it would boost his ego. It was a good thing that they were spending time together doing things that he liked as well. She could tell that he hadn't liked the idea of not following through with what he'd planned for them. So she would have to remind herself that this was just as much for him as it was for her. And she needed to step out of her comfort zone. "I would like to pack a bag." She told him, smiling trying to keep her mind focused on what they were going to be doing shortly. And not the way his touch ignited a fire in her. She didn't know if it was the man she was with or his skill that had her hungry for more. "Though it doesn't seem like changing is what you have in mind." She told him, feeling his lips on her again.

@ BBBibles
Cami grinned as he ordered her to come once she was done. She grinned. He had no idea how naughty that one word sounded coming from his lips. "Yes Sir." she purred as he hand curled into his. She internally cringed as soon as it came out. She was teasing again and her ass couldn't handle anymore punishment today. They moved tot he kitchen and she looked at the shmorgishborg of food. She looked at the chair hesitantly. It was padded luckily but she knew it still wasn't going to be pleasant to sit. None the less Cami moved into the chair as he lead and as she moved to sit hissed. Her eyes fluttered closed as she adjusted in her eat. She ended sitting mostly on a leg she had pulled into the chair leaving her bottom hovering more than sitting.

Cami looked at Sawyer as he spoke and grinned. "So Italian is your go to food?" she asked with a smile at the little tidbit of information. It pleased her to know these little things about him. She blushed as he reached over smudging paint from under her chin. The color seeped into her ears. What was he thinking now? She wondered what he thought of her in her natural artist state and all the little things that go with that. She picked up a napkin and rubbed the paint off grinning. She looked back at the food and picked a couple things off the shared plate onto her own and took a bite. A contented sigh of appreciation for the food left her lips as she took a bite. She was way more hungry than she had realized. She quickly chewed then took another bite.

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Mason grinned as she confirmed her feelings on him being romantic. He was glad she thought so, it felt much better then being stuffy, sounded better coming form her lips as well. He was heading down the hall with her as her statement came out and he smirked. "Oh lovely Peyton." he tsked. "Don't you know all men have one thing on their minds?" he teased thought it was true he had an insatiable desire for her body against his. "Just because it's always on the mind doesn't mean we don't do other things." he winked. "Or at least that is true in my case." he walked into the room. "And it suggests to me," he started as he pulled off his shirt. "If you notice it is simply because it is also on your mind but you're resisting. Maybe it has to do with that lack of stamina." He chuckled and moved to the closet and stepped in before undressing and grabbing his trunks. He pulled them on and got ready for their adventure. He was pleased that she would do this with him though it wasn't the most exciting for her. They would have to do something she wanted again soon so she felt like what she wanted to do mattered just as much.

@ Jinx...
Sawyer eyes dawdled around Camilla's feature, as she took place in her chair. The soft noises escaping her lips to the perch of her body. His smile soft and proudful as he knew her punishment earlier was still reminding her. His focus sparingly given to his food. Chewing over his thoughts he liftedhis gaze to meet hers. "Italian food is one of my go to." He smiled at her. "Steak is the other." He chuckled, though very few people could cook a steak to his liking. Settling back in his seat his eyes ran over the exposed skin on her body. The soft tan that settled on her features, contrast with her dark hair. But the blue eyes drew him in, like a painting. Though now her messy state, assumed and allured him. From the clumsy way she dressed, to the hazardly way her hair was pulled out of her face. She was still breathtaking, even with the smudges of paint on her face. Grabbing his wine he downed the contents. Before setting it aside and turning his full attention to Camilla. "Are you finished?" He questioned her. Knowing he was not interested in eating any more. His body fed enough for the time being. Standing he collected his plate and glass setting them into the skin before moving back to Camilla. His hands settling on the back of her chair, pulling it out for her to stand. "Just leave it." He informed her. Cleaning up would be something that could be done later. She'd mentioned she wanted a nap. But he wasn't about to force on her. Placing a hand on her hip he pulled her back into his embrace. Burying his face in her neck he placed soft kisses along the skin. "Are you heading back to paint? Or was a nap still your intention?" He questioned.

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Peyton felt her cheeks tint with a blush as he called her out. She knew their night together had left a lasting impression on her, and she craved more. But lack of stamina was far from the reason of holding back. It was the fear of attachment. But she couldn't entirely say that. "Maybe it was just a one off." She teased him. Her words were a bit spiteful, but more so challenging. She never once had a man handle her the way he had. So it was a first to be teasing someone's ability. Her eyes traveled Mason's body as he pulled his shirt off. She'd never tired of seeing him. Shaking her thoughts free she grabbed a few items throwing them in to he over night bag. Not sure if she really even needed to pack anything. As they were already toying with the idea of being naked together. So the items in her hands just seemed for show. Smirking at her own thoughts she knew he was very much rubbing off on her. And she could honestly say she wasn't a bit ashamed to admit it.

@ BBBibles
Cami could feel Sawyer's eyes on her. She knew he was very aware of how her body was marked by him. She smirked as he told her his favorite foods. "Hmm I will keep that in mind." she said as she ate. Cami couldn't take it anymore. After focusing as much as she could on her food her eyes flicked up to meet his. She smiled softly at him placing the fork in her mouth and pulling the bite of pasta off the fork slowly. She grinned. They ate quietly but there was so much going on between them in that silence. When he stood to put his plate up she finished her last bite. "Done." she said as she placed her fork down. She looked up at him as he came back to her. She stood slowly turning to take the plate but stopped as he said to leave it. Cami smiled as he pulled her back to him. She blushed and pressed a hand to his chest. A soft moan slipped from her mouth as his mouth moved over her neck. "I think a nap would be a good idea. I finished a piece so I don't need to go back in there for now." she told him still feeling so grateful to him for that room. "Thank you again." she said quietly. "Can I tell you something?" she whispered as he head leaned to the side inviting him to taste more of her skin. "I never know what to do with my hands around you. Just like I don't know where to look if I am not looking at you." she whispered. Cami shuttered feeling his body against hers so deliciously. She was pretty convinced she was never going to get to nap with how much they both desired one another but she feared she would fall asleep on him if they tried to do another round in the playroom with her like this. Just a couple hours and she would be good.

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Mason laughed at her teasing. "Oh baby." He moved over to her standing close his hand slipping around her pressing on her lower back pulling her in close. He looked down at her. "I will enjoy proving you wrong again and again and again." He knew he had made her cum many times in the last day and a half. He leaned down his hand moving over hers with the bag in it as his mouth moved so slowly to hers. He pushed the bag from her hands as his lips claimed hers. The sound of the bag dropping to the floor was so satisfying. His mouth moved to hers tasting her as his body pulled hers more securely to his own. Mason growled low in his throat. This woman was going to drive him to madness. His pulled her hands over his shoulders then ran his hands down her sides. He kissed deeply his tongue tracing over her bottom lip until she let him in. His tongue caressed her tongue tantalizing her to come closer as he tasted her sweet mouth. Mason picked her up so her legs wrapped around him his hands gripping her hips. He leaned into the wall pressing her back to it.

@ Jinx...
Sawyer nodded hearing her answer, a nap still being her focus. He himself was feeling rather tired, yet he was very much aroused by the woman before him. It was something he'd come to enjoy. Though he wasn't used to not being able to play when ever he wanted. It did slightly bum him out. But he too wasn't at his peak. He'd neglected his wants of a sub for awhile now that he to felt tired during the day. Taking he hand he started to guide her up to his room. "What to do with your hands." He furrowed his brow unsure how to answer her question. His subs never touched him unless they were given strict instructions to do so. And then it was purely for safety purposes. "I feel that's something we both will have to work on together." He informed her. "I've already told you that outside of the playroom things were different." Stopping at the foot of his bed he turned to face her. "What exactly is it you're wanting to do with you hands?" He questioned her, curious to know just where her mind was at.

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Peyton felt a flutter in her stomach, as a playfull smile made its way on her lips and her brow arched. His presence always made her head swim, and she wondered if the effects would ever wear off. Nibbling on her lip she did her best to ground herself, as he pulled her to him. Focusing on breathing her eyes roamed his face as he moved closer to her. Her eyes widened slightly at the challenging words leaving his mouth. Loving the way it tied her stomach with anticipation. The sigh that left her faded on his lips. Smiling into the kiss she barely noticed the weight leaving her hand as she dropped the bag. His guiding hands, had her buring her fingers in his hair. And a soft squeak leaving her body as he lifted her. Though all was ignored as he pressed her to the wall. The kiss she'd lost herself into slowly fading into reality. The way his chest pressed against hers, locking her against the wall.
Or his strong grip on her hips pulling her flush onto him. His ever ever growing arousal brushing against her clothed sex. One thing forth coming to her mind. How wet he had her from the way he was manhandling her.

Cami followed him up to his bedroom watching the different reactions cross over his face. He was so fascinating to watch. She was so very glad that he wasn’t treating her like all the rest. She wouldn’t be able to do it. When they walked into his room and stopped. She looked at the big bed then up at him with bashful eyes as he asked his question. She looked down pressing a finger to her lips as she thought over what to say. It was different for each senecio to what she wanted to do with her hands. She looked back at Sawyer and smiled shyly. “Well, it changes depending.” She said honestly. “But right now?” She tilted her head looking him over. Her cheeks heated. She put her free hand behind her grabbing herself to stop from reaching out and tracing her fingers over him in all the spots her mind came up with. “I want to touch you.” She said softly her voice tender. “I want to trace my fingers over the sculpture of your body feeling your curves and dips, the muscles as they pull and tighten in response. I want to feel your warm skin and the beat of your pulse in my fingertips.” She blushed softly again knowing that she was probably overdoing it again. She hoped that her desire to touch him wasn’t going to scare him off. Cami bit her lip looking up at him through her lashes.

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Mason couldn’t help the thrill that flooded him as her hands moved into his hair and the little squeak that left her lips that were plastered to his as he lifted her. His point having been made wasn’t enough. He needed her. Even if only for a moment. His hand moved up from her thigh to her bottom and under her top. His fingers skimmed over her warm skin. Even her skin reacted to him. He ran a hand up her back slipping under her top to feel her skin beneath his hand as he pressed her closer to him feeling her breasts press into his chest as a result. Mason pulled back from her lips his hand moving from under her shirt to her hair and tenderly moving her head to the side. His lips fluttered over her neck feeling her pulse quake beneath the tender skin. “You taste divine.” He muttered with a thick voice.