Love me, Dominate me, Or both (mxb)

Chapter 28

I shut my phone off, annoyed that I had no notifications to check. I looked toward the bathroom door, which was slightly cracked. I knew Corbee was in there, in all of his glory. I had the urge to open the door and sneak a peek, but I decided against it.

I really wanted to see his giant schlong.

Instead, I was interested to see what this private room was all about. I stood up from the bed and went to the dresser with a shelf on top of it. The shelf showcased a few different kinds of toys. Some were small, and some were big.

I opened the first drawer of the dresser and saw a few different shapes and sizes of butt plugs organized neatly. There was a nicely decorated wooden box with a clear lid, showcasing thin metal rods. I wonder what those were for?

I picked up one of the plugs to look at it more closely. This one didn't have an egg shape to it; instead, it was an elongated oval with slight ridges. It looked painful.

I put the plug back in the dresser and opened the next drawer. There was an array of different silicon penises. Multiple different shapes, sizes, and colors. Some looked downright inhumane. I really wanted Corbee to use one on me.

I could only imagine how good it would feel. The thought of the ridges catching on my hole, or the thick bulb at the base of the shaft before the balls, drove my imagination wild.

My own penis started to harden at the erotic thoughts. I wonder what Corbin would think if he knew I fucked myself at the thought of him. I had no doubt that Corbee could make my wildest fantasies come true.

I had so many fantasies broiling in my mind.

"You should be in bed," A voice came from behind me.

I turned around to see my mans' bare chest. He had wrapped a towel around his waist, leaving his chest and happy trail free for my eyes. I closed the drawer and went to him.

"I don't want to sleep." I mumbled, reaching a hand up to his chest and feeling his inked peck.

He chuckled and held my wrist gently. "I don't want you to do anything you'll regret tomorrow." He stated this, leading me back toward the bed.

"I won't regret it, though." I pouted.

"Kitten," he said, looking like he was at war with himself.

I grumbled and sat in the cushy bed. Corbee went into the closet for a moment, then emerged wearing sweatpants. Disappointment was all I felt. I wanted to see him, nakey. His thick, muscled thighs were so fucking nice to look at.

"No clothes." I whined, tugging at his pants. Come on, show me those legs and that beautiful V line.

"It's time to sleep." He said as he pressed a warm hand to my cheek.

"But I don't want the night to be over." I complained, flopping back onto the bed.

"Baby, you've had too much to drink. It's time for you to sleep."

"I want to go to the open rooms," I cried.

"We can go another night. You need to hydrate and get to sleep." He said, lifting my legs up and into the bed.

"B-but everyone but me is having fun." I frowned, adjusting my body to lay the correct way.

"Sweatheart, nobody is doing anything without you." He cooed, trying to soothe me.

"Ryan probably is," I mumbled.

"What?" Corbee said as he went around to the other side of the bed to the bathroom. He shut off the lights and returned to the bed.