32-Vanilla

**Alice**

"I want to thank all of you for making today special. I can't imagine how much time and effort went into setting things up and planning everything perfectly." I take a sip of my third mimosa. Sage knows how much I love them, but I avoid drinking alcohol in front of her because of her sobriety. It feels weird drinking in front of her, but she insisted I had all my favorite things today and told Issy mimosas were a must. Sage is selfless and much stronger than she gives herself credit. I'm crazy about this woman, and I will give a proper 'thank you' when we get home.

"You deserved it. You're the best friend, best domme, the best woman that anyone could ask for. I love you, Ally." I can tell Issy had four-to-many drinks the way, her words slur.

"I love you too. Are you ready to go, Sage? It's getting late, and we have something important to do." She looks at me with a confused look, but she gets the picture when I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh! Yes, I'm ready when you are, Mistress Alice." She bites her bottom lip, as she always does when she's fighting a grin. My beautiful girl.

"Bye, Alice. I have one of our drivers ready to take you home since you've had a few drinks." Marcello stands and gives me a quick hug, followed by Ezra.

"Thank you. Have a good night! Issy, go to bed. You're drunk." I kiss her head, and she snorts.

"I'm tipsy, not drunk. Don't worry! My lover boys will put me to sleep very soon. Right, Capo and Maestro?" She licks her lips, and I shake my head. My best friend is a hot ass mess. Marcello pinches the bridge of his nose, and Ezra runs a hand down his face. They know they're in for a crazy night.

"You guys have fun with that." I wrap my arm around Sage's waist and lead her out the door. I can't wait to get her alone.

We get into the back seat of my car, and the driver takes off. Sage is sitting in the middle while I sit behind the driver. Her little skirt shows off her perfect legs, and my mouth starts to water. I want to lick and suck every inch of her until she's crying out for me, but for now, I'll see how quiet she can be.

"Spread your legs and don't make a sound," I whisper in her ear, and she instantly obeys. I kiss right below her ear and glide my hand up her thigh until I reach her soaking panties. "You're already so wet for me. God, you're perfect."

Her breathing hitches when I move that thin, wet material to the side and gently play with her clit. "Mistress, what if he sees us?" She whispers back.

"Would you like that? Does the thought of putting on a show turn you on? Your dripping pussy tells me you like it very much. Such a dirty girl." I lick over the pulse on her neck and slide two fingers inside her. Her eyes close, and she clenches her jaws to stay quiet. I can hear the sound of her tight, wet hole gushing over my fingers, and I could see the grin on the driver's face through the rearview mirror. He knows exactly what we're doing, but he's too much of a gentleman to stare.

"He can hear your wetness. You sound delicious, baby. I bet he wishes he could taste it. Should I ask him?" Her eyes shoot open, and she shakes her head.

"No, Mistress." I would never actually let a man touch my submissive unless Sage wanted to have an open relationship. She made it clear that she only wants to focus on us, but the thought of it always gets her horny. She's trying hard to be quiet, but she's out of breath and losing control. I rub vigorously against her clit as I fuck her faster with my fingers, making her whimper. Her walls tighten around me, and I capture her moans with my lips as she comes down from her climax. She squirted all over my back seat and on the floor. Thankfully, the driver's right arm and shoulder didn't get wet, but it would have made for an interesting ride.

"You are a stunning woman, and you're all mine, Sophia Sage." I give her one last kiss before I remove my fingers and put her panties back where they belong. The moonlight shines into the car, giving her soaked thighs a lovely glimmer. As much as I enjoy seeing her like this, I can't let her sit in her own fluids, so I grab a spare t-shirt I keep in the back seat and dry her off with it.

We pull up to my condo, and I thank the driver for getting us home.

"The pleasure was all mine, Miss Alice." We don't miss the amusement in his expression, and Sage's cheeks heat up. I take her hand and nearly drag her into the condo. As soon as the front door shuts, I push her against it and cage her in between my arms.

"I need you to follow these directions, Sage. Go to my bathroom, get naked, use the restroom, turn on the shower, and rinse off. Make sure your hair is wet, but don't touch any products. I will be bathing you tonight." She's looking at my cleavage to avoid looking into my eyes, but mainly because tits are her weakness. She's a total boob fanatic, so I always use that to my advantage. Ever since the first time she made me orgasm just from sucking on my nipples, I knew I had to keep her forever. I back away, and she hurries off to my bathroom while I go to my closet and grab one of my large t-shirts for her to slip on when I'm done with her. While she's rinsing off in the shower, I go to my jacuzzi and fill it up. I strip off my clothes and open the shower so I can rinse off before we get into the tub. I know it's a weird pet peeve to have, but I can't stand it when people get straight into the bathtub without thoroughly rinsing off first. I feel like I would be sitting in filthy water, which grosses me out.

"Face me." Sage turns around, so her back is no longer to me. "Now, look into my eyes."

The sexual tension is nearly tangible when she looks at me. "I want to see those beautiful eyes all night. If you keep depriving me, you'll be punished tomorrow. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress Alice." I thought I told her to call me Alli for the rest of the night. I guess it's hard to break a habit.

"Call me Alli, remember? I might boss you around a little tonight, but you're not under submission. You can freely speak and make your own choices tonight. No punishments, no bondage, and you're sleeping with me, in my bed, after I make love to you. I expect you to moan and cum as much as you want without being permitted to do so." I turn off the water and open the shower door. "Get into the tub so I can wash you."

I sink in right behind her, and she rests against me. I take the almond and shea butter shampoo and begin washing her hair. I take my time, massaging her scalp and making sure it's properly cleaned. Then, I apply the conditioner and allow it to sit until the end. I grab the new loofa and drizzle the gentle body wash, making it foam before I start at her neck, shoulders, and back.

"Stand so I can get the rest of you." She obeys, and I continue to her chest, underarms, and make my way down her body. I don't miss a single spot as I work over her. I grab another washcloth for her face, "You can sit back down."

I gently clean her face and behind her ears before rinsing out her hair and body. I would shave her, but we're both still smooth from shaving this morning. I wash myself while Sage watches my every move. I know the anticipation is killing both of us, so I rinse off and drain the tub. We wrap ourselves in white towels, brush each other's hair, and brush our teeth.

"Don't worry about night clothes. Get into my bed and keep your legs open for me." A part of me hopes she will resist and choose to take charge in a way, but I doubt she will. Not because she's weak, but because she loves how relaxing it is for another person to take the lead. I'm a control freak, so I don't mind being constantly in charge. Sage rests in the middle of my bed with her legs open wide.

I get between her thighs and sprinkle kisses all around her groin before I finally lick and suck on her clit. She holds the back of my head, something she is never allowed to do, and slowly grinds against my mouth. I rapidly flick my tongue over her sensitive flesh, and her legs begin to shake. Her moans are like music to my ears, and her pussy is the best dessert I've ever eaten. My tongue dips inside her and circles back over her clit as she cums on my chin. If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to marry this woman and make her mine for good.