5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set) (47 page)

It wasn't enough, she wanted every inch of him as deep as he could possibly go. "Yes, I want her to know you're mine, Sir."  That was the absolute truth.  She wanted that beautiful woman out there to know she couldn't have him, he was all hers.

Smiling at her words he rode her until her body clenched around him with her release and tried to milk him dry.  Lifting her off him stood her up and pushed on her shoulders again.  Telling her without words exactly what he wanted her to do.

She took his huge cock in her mouth and sucked him deeply, wanting to give him the same pleasure he gave her.  Her core ached with his rough treatment but she loved knowing how well used she was by him tonight.  When he finally climaxed, she swallowed every drop loving the taste of him and knowing that he came because she pleased him that much.

"Baby you fucking please me more than any other woman before," pulling her into his arms, he hugged her tightly. 

She smiled at his compliment and felt the glow of his pleasure move through her.  "I love you, Sir," she whispered softly and bit her lip when she realized what she'd said.

He smiled down at her, "Let's go home sweetheart," her words made him feel like a god.

Rhett took care of the bill with the clerk, giving her a huge bonus even though it was his store.  He could only smile at Scarlett as she waited around still blushing.  She was fucking adorable and his he thought as they finally made it back to the limo with all the purchases.

They barely made it through the door when Rhett lifted her into his arms rushing upstairs to make love to her again.  After that he bathed her and put her in bed.  She had never felt more cherished in her life, she thought as her eyes grew tired.

"Baby, when these ten nights are over, I want you to think about moving in with me."  Rhett stroked her hair as she laid on his chest, exhausted.

She was suddenly very awake and leaned up to look in his deep blue eyes.  "You want me to move in Sir?"  She was floored, she definitely hadn't been expecting this and her heart was jumping for joy.

"I think you and I are very compatible and whatever happens on the rest of our nights, I want you to be my slave." he smiled down into her eyes, confused at the sudden sorrow in her gaze.

"You want me to be your slave, do this all the time?"  She had hoped he meant that he cared for her as much as she did for him.  But apparently he just wanted to control her and have sex.

"Yes sweetheart, I think you've proven how willing you are to learn and I enjoy teaching you."  He was trying to understand why she wasn't happy about this, it was apparent by the look on her face she wasn't.  She had told him she loved him tonight, so this wasn't making much sense to him.

"I need to think about it, Sir" she whispered, trying very hard to hide her hurt feelings. 

"Okay baby, get some sleep I know you're tired," he caressed her hair, still baffled by her reluctance. 

She put her head back on his chest and closed her eyes, willing the tears not to fall.  Living as his slave would mean never being able to have a normal relationship with him.  She was all about playing with him, but if that's all there was, she wasn't sure she could do it.

He overslept the next morning and she was left a note on the pillow when she woke up.  Her heart ached as she drove home.  Maybe Janie was right and she needed to stop letting her heart get involved here.  As she drove
home she knew it was way too late for that.  Ten nights, she would at least enjoy the rest with him before she made a decision. 

chapter ten

Role-play

She made it home still in emotional turmoil over his proposition last night.  The thought of walking away from him was already almost impossible, but was she willing to be his slave?  'Stop thinking, Scarlett,' she spoke to herself out loud, needing to just live in the moment for a change.  Ten nights, at the end she would worry about what her next move would be, her mind resolved she took a warm bath, staying in until the water was cool.

When a knock at the door came twenty minutes later, she knew it was another gift from Rhett, Janie rarely knocked.  She tipped the UPS guy and opened up the small box surprised at the I-Phone nestled inside and the note.  "Keep this with you at all times, I worry about you." It was signed simply R.H and she shook her head.  She already had a cell phone, granted it wasn't as nice as this, but still it was perfectly capable of doing everything she needed. 

When the phone begin to buzz, she almost dropped it she was so startled.  Glancing down at the screen she saw Rhett's name, not surprised he had already programmed his name into it. 

"Baby can you get off work for a few days, I need to go to Cozumel tomorrow night and would love for you to come with me."

She was floored by his text and stared at the words for a few seconds before texting back.  "I don't know if I can do that Sir, I only have two weeks left until this job ends." She hit send and stared at the phone waiting for his reply.

After five minutes she was thinking he wasn't going to reply back and decided to get ready for work.  She was bone tired today and wished she could just climb back into bed and sleep again.  Pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she heard the phone buzz again. 

"I just wired ten thousand dollars into your account sweetheart, and one of my interns will finish up your two weeks. I really want you to take this trip with me."

Her mouth hung open at the words and she couldn't wrap her mind around how overwhelming he was being.  How did he get her account number, she wondered?  Ten thousand dollars was more than she would make almost all year working at the store, shaking her head she was just confused as hell.  She didn't want his money, and granted she didn't want to go to work today, but it was damn presumptuous of him to do something like that without asking her first. 

Pacing around her bedroom she didn't know whether to tell him to go to hell or thank him for giving her some breathing room.  This just wasn't how people did things, she thought to herself and then thought about Janie.  This was exactly how she did things.  Her daddy paid her bills and gave her credit cards, but this definitely wasn't Scarlett's life.  She didn't answer the text.  Mainly because she needed time to analyze how she felt about it.

Her brain was exhausted as she walked around the school store attempting to get everything in order to keep her mind from exploding.  No one came in at all that day, and she wished they were swamped so her thoughts would stop trying to make the right decisions.  At closing time she knew she had to text him back.  When she made it to the mansion, if she went, he'd be all caveman again she was certain.

"I'm not sure I feel comfortable with you putting money into my account and making decisions about my job," she added Scarlett before sending.

"I wouldn't normally mess with your work schedule baby but I can't stand the thought of being away from you two days, RH"

Well hell, what was she supposed to say to that?  All her steam went right out the window with his sweet words.  She didn't relish the idea of being without him for two days either.  She texted him back, "I want to be with you to, but please Sir, no more messing with my work." Scarlett's hands trembled as she sent the text.  Not because she was afraid of how he'd take her message
but because his words made her think they had a chance at something more.

"See you at nine sweetheart, and I won't mess with your career plans again, my word, RH."

Shaking her head, she couldn't stop the goofy smile that filled her face.  Obviously he could be reasonable about some things, she thought.  She drove home and dressed in one of the sexy dresses he bought her last night.  Her wardrobe was much improved since meeting him, she thought with a grin.  She'd just put the finishing touches on her make up with Janie walked in.

"You're seeing him again," Janie felt angry that he hadn't broken things off like she'd expected.

"I am going to enjoy these ten nights Janie, and after that well, whatever happens, happens."  She wasn't going to debate this with her best friend.  For the first time in her life she was going to do exactly what she wanted and think only of herself.

"Scarlett this is crazy, you know what a nervous wreck you were the other day, and it's not going to get easier to walk away."  She wanted to slap Rhett upside the head for not having the decency to end this.

"He asked me to move in with him Janie," she didn't mention that he wanted her as a slave, she couldn't force herself to say the words.

"Whoa!"  Janie was knocked flat on her ass by those words, so to speak and she just stood there for a few seconds.  If he wanted her to live with him that was a completely different scenario than what she'd been expecting.  "So he's willing to have a vanilla relationship?"

"Not exactly," she lowered her voice as if someone might overhear, even thought they were completely alone.

Recognition dawned and Janie sat down on the bed, not liking where this was heading at all.  "He wants you to be a full time submissive."  It wasn't a question, she knew this was worse than him stringing her along.

"His slave," she said the word with less disgust than she had felt last night.

"Scarlett, you know this is a bad idea right?"  She doubted her best friend understood what that type of lifestyle involved, with someone like Rhett.  No choices, no life outside of what he would allow her to do for him.  "He'll destroy you honey."  She had seen firsthand how her friend had reacted the other night, and knew her better than anyone else.  Rhett could be intense in small doses, living with him would be giving up her entire life and goals.  "You'll never have a job, never be able to do anything except what he tells you Scarlett, that's what he's offering."

"I haven't said yes Janie," she knew her friend meant well, and agreed with her on most of what she was saying, but this was her decision. 

"Damn it Scarlett, think about this, you would belong to him without any conditions, I know Rhett he'd take nothing less."  This might not be her life, but someone needed to save Scarlett from herself, she thought angrily.

"I don't want to talk about this right now Janie, I'm going to be late." She was pissed and mainly because her friend was touching on all her own concerns.  "I'm going to Cozumel with him tomorrow night and we'll be back in a few days, we'll discuss it after 'I' make my own decision.  She didn't give her friend time to speak again, she simply walked outside, got in her car and drove away.

By the time she made it to Rhett's she was in control of her anger.  She loved Janie like a sister, but it galled her to no end that she thought she knew what was best for her.  She hadn't said yes yet, and until she did her opinions needed to stay in her own head.

Walking to his front door she rang the bell and followed the butler to the dungeon stairs without speaking.  She wanted to focus on her time with Rhett, if she decided to not take his offer they only had a few more nights together. 

Making her way downstairs, she could only gasp at the transformation.  The entire room was filled with flaming red candles.  The dungeon furniture had been covered with black silk coverings, hiding it from view except for one table.  That table was covered with what looked like white fur.  She had no idea what was going through his mind as she walked into the changing room

Hanging on the back of the door was a sheer white nightgown.  It looked almost medieval.  She removed all of her clothes quickly and slid the gauzy material over her head.  It had two straps to cover her breasts, was snug at her small waist, then fell to her ankles in soft folds.  It was almost completely see through, but she loved it.  Taking out her ponytail she allowed her hair to fall down her back in a long curtain. 

She walked back out into the dungeon, and knelt.  It was a little bit of a relief to not be naked this time, she thought.  Glancing around the room she finally noticed the roses scattered at different points in the room.  She smiled at the Goth looking scene, wondering again just what he had planned.

She didn't have long to wait as he walked downstairs dressed in a black tuxedo, red bow tie, and smiling at her with his fangs prominent.  She gasped at how sexy he looked as a vampire and could almost allow herself to believe he was real, the fangs looked so real.

"My beauty should not kneel, you shall serve me with your blood tonight, not your knees." Smiling widely, he enjoyed the look of surprise that covered her beautiful face.

He walked over and held out his hand and she allowed him to help her stand.  She was completely on board with this game she thought, as he led her over to the table. 

"Do you offer your body to me freely tonight my dear," he spoke with an accent, wanting to pull her into his fantasy completely.

"My body is yours Sir, I offer it to you of my own accord," she decided if he wanted to play a game, she was definitely willing to play along with the idea.

"Climb up on the altar and lay your life in my hands then," his dark blue eyes filled with heat as he thought about the game they would play tonight.

His acting skills were good enough that she felt herself sinking into his world of make believe.  Her body trembled as she clumsily climbed up on the table and laid back.  She lifted her hands above her head and clasped them together, wanting to appear like a perfect sacrifice.

He walked around the table, enjoying the shivers of anticipation moving through her delectable body.  He was glad the role-play was turning her on, and made a note to do this again with her some night.  "We must lose this dress, my dear, I wish to see what you have to offer me."

Pulling a dagger from a holder in his sash, he held it up before her, turning it so it would pick up reflections from the candle light.  Her trembling increased, which aroused him greatly.  His hand moved under the flimsy material, "Don't move an inch, dear one, I would hate to make you bleed too soon." He smirked as her eyes widened and used the dagger to cut from where the straps covering her breasts met at the waist, all the way down to the hem.

The feel of the cool air on her breasts as his hands pulled the garment to each side of her, leaving her bare to his gaze, made her shiver.  Her peaks pebbled and she was more than a little turned on.  The dampness between her thighs was evidence of how much she was loving this.

He slowly trailed the dagger over her sternum, and then lower across her flat stomach.  "My sacrifice has such a beautiful body," he lowered his mouth to trail his tongue down the same path the dagger had recently taken.  "You have no idea what I long to do to you tonight."

His laugh was somewhat evil, and she noted it wasn't his normal chuckle.  For a moment, a fission of fear
moved through her as she lost herself into the world of make believe.  His tongue delved into her navel and her hips lifted at the shocked tickling sensation.

"That will never do my dear," he smirked at her movement and stepped away to retrieve several red silk scarves.  "I know you want to please me, but my desires run dark so I must bind you to assure myself you will not attempt to run away."

She was aching to have him touch her, the play was more intense than she would have ever believed.  Moaning softly she lifted her hips off the table.  "Please, Sir," she whimpered with need.

Smiling, he moved to the head of the table and took her first wrist tying it and binding it to a small metal loop at the top of the table above her head, he secured the other wrist in the same fashion.  "My dear, you will be begging to end this before we finish." 

Her body tensed at his words and she was suddenly afraid to wonder what he meant by those words.  She struggled against her bonds, feeling oddly like she wasn't in the same time and place any longer, and unable to understand why. 

She watched as he pulled metal stirrups from the ends of the table, much like the ones she'd seen in her gynecologist office.  Her face burned at the thought of how humiliating those visits had been.  What did he plan to do to her?  She bit her lip nervously.

Lifting her legs into the stirrups one at a time, he wrapped longer red scarves around her thigh and tied them to the cool metal securely. He did the same for her ankles, making her legs completely immobile.  Her legs were spread wide, and he dropped the bottom table so her sexy ass was almost hanging off.

"So beautiful my dear, my fangs are growing just thinking of drinking from you here." His finger moved between her legs and tapped her clit. 

Was he going to really bite her? Her heart raced and she wasn't sure if it was in terror or longing.  He pushed a single digit deep inside her and her thoughts centered toward fulfillment and she didn't care what he did as long as he let her come.  This was their wildest night yet she thought with a groan of longing as he began riding her with his finger.  When he pulled his finger from her aching flesh, she cried out softly in disappointment.

He walked back to the head of the table, his smile evil once again, she would not forget this night, he determined.  "I love the emotion in your beautiful eyes my dear, but now I must hinder your sight."  He pulled out the last red sash and secured it over her eyes.  "I would never want your eyes to feast on my hideous nature." Lowering his lips he kissed her cheek.