5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set) (52 page)

She was trying her best not to clench against him as he finally managed to fill her completely, but this was not something she enjoyed.  The feeling of both of them had her stretched to a point that was more than a little uncomfortable.  Her ass was still burning and if he moved she was going to safe word out. 

"Manuel, she is way too tight, I think we're going to reverse positions.  He could see by the look on her face that she was not enjoying this at all, and he wasn't about to push her any further.  They turned over, still both filling her and Manuel began to move.

Scarlett felt him fill her even more as Manuel began to thrust, and she had no idea how that was possible.  She felt like a stuffed sausage and again just wanted this to end.  Rhett's hands held her hips as Manuel began to slowly ride her.  Without warning the sensation changed. 

Manuel wanted their little pet to find release, and he was so close to the edge.  With deliberate movement, he slid almost all the way out and rubbed his cock against her piercing as he slid back in with agonizing slowness.  The change in her facial expression was immediate.  Knowing he had found a rhythm that pleased her he continued the gentle lovemaking.  This would be a night she wouldn't soon forget, if he had anything to do with it, he thought holding back his own needs.

Her core clenched him tightly at the delicious friction.  The strange fullness in her ass was starting to enhance the feelings and she was moving back and forth as both of them impaled her.  Soft sounds escaped her lips that were foreign to her own ears as she felt her body tensing, rising to that pinnacle of pleasure that was just out of reach.  "Please Sirs," she cried out, needing to come undone as every other thought leaving her mind.

"That's my sweet girl," Rhett soothed as Manuel increased his thrusts and he felt his own release on the edge.  Moving his fingers between their bodies, Rhett tugged again on her piercing, the sound of her cry of pleasure echoed off the walls as she finally came violently.  It took nothing more than her pleasure to make them both peak and find release almost instantaneously.

Manuel didn't want to crush her and moved to lay on her other side.  She had gifted them both with a wonderful evening of pleasure, and he knew if the opportunity was offered again, he would take it. 

Rhett allowed Scarlett to lay, still impaled deeply inside of her until she caught her breath.  "Still hate me sweet girl?" he chuckled softly as she lifted off him gingerly.

Her ass was still throbbing as he slid from her, but hate was probably a strong word.  "I'm still thinking about it, Sir."  Subconsciously she rolled over to the other side of the bed, grabbing the sheet and covering herself.  She wasn't really sure how she felt at the moment, and needed some time to digest everything.

"Well if you're recovered enough, maybe we should go back to our hotel and talk about it." He spoke solemnly, not sure if she was serious or not.  He had definitely pushed her limits tonight, and his decision to break her in this way was not one of his best choices, he knew that now.

"Thank you for a wonderful evening, pet."  He leaned over to kiss her cheek politely.  The blush on her cheeks told him how uncomfortable she was now and he knew they truly needed to discuss what had happened tonight.  Manuel pointed them to the bathroom and left them as he found the other.

They showered without really speaking, Rhett could sense her uncertainty and wanted to get her home so they could really talk.  They made their way back to the hotel and the entire way there, he couldn't help but wonder if he had made a horrible mistake with her. 

chapter Fourteen

Regret

She was quiet as they drove back to the hotel, and he noted she wasn't looking at him at all.  He wasn't an emotional man for the most part, choosing to control the world around him didn't afford him the opportunity to deal in feelings.  His companies, and his love life were all well-ordered plans put in place to fill his needs.  For the first time in his existence he felt out of sorts.

What had happened tonight was a scene he'd played over with other submissive's a dozen times.  His ten night plan, as he liked to label it, brought women into his life that were compatible with what he demanded in his world.  If a woman didn't enjoy his ideas, then as far as he'd been concerned in the past, they didn't belong in his life.  So what made tonight any different, he pondered?

It was easily apparent to him that Scarlett was upset and by the tenseness in her body she showed that he had pushed her beyond what was acceptable.  She had submitted her body to his will, and proved to him that she would do ask he demanded, but there was little joy in conquering her.  The women in his past had miles of experience over his Scarlett, that had to be it, he thought.  Taking a deep breath, he allowed that to settle in his mind as they pulled up to the hotel.

She got out of the car without waiting for him and walked inside, not really caring if he was following or not.  Her mind was filled with guilt and shame and she just wanted to get as far away from him as possible and think about what she'd done.  He hadn't truly forced her to go through with this night, she thought miserably.  She'd become exactly what he called her earlier, a slut.

Stepping into the elevator, she noticed his presence beside her but still refused to look at him.  Her body was still sore from using muscles and being invaded in ways that were unknown to her.  The aches there only drove home how far she had allowed things to go and definitely weren't helping with her frame of mind.  When they finally reached their floor, she waited patiently for him to open the door to their room, then found her way to the bathroom and locked the door.  Sitting down on the cool tile, she put her head on her knees and cried.

He should go to her, he thought as he paced the main room.  After long minutes of indecisiveness he walked over to the bar and poured himself a double scotch and downed it.  He wasn't a big drinker, it didn't pay to mix alcohol and the things he enjoyed doing, but tonight was
a definite exception.  He couldn't deny that he'd enjoyed taking her sweet ass tonight, it had been fucking great.  Having some other man involved had pissed him off, and if he and Manuel hadn't been friends for so long he doubted he'd ever be comfortable in the same room with him again.

His thoughts made reality hit home hard for him.  He wanted Scarlett, but he wanted her for himself.  No other damn man would ever put his hands on her again or he'd crush their skull.  The violence of his own thoughts astounded him.  He'd never given a shit about any other female he'd owned in such a protective way.  Hell he enjoyed sharing them, had gotten off on the fact that he could make them do things that would go against everything they believed.  Pouring himself another double he gulped it down.

Scarlett finally pulled herself together enough to stand up and she took another shower, feeling dirty even though she'd taken a shower with Rhett before they left Manuel's.  Her mind was filled with conflicting emotions.  She wanted to go home, but she didn't want to leave him.  She wanted to scream at him for being an unfeeling bastard, and wanted to beg him not leave her.  Her head was pounding as she managed to get out and dry herself off.  Knowing that she loved him was definitely not making any decision easy for her at the moment.  She hated that she loved him at that moment and wished she could kick him straight in the balls so he would hurt like she was.

Angry and hurt she made her way out to the main room.  "That won't ever happen again, Sir."  Her voice
was almost whisper soft because she just couldn't drum up enough infliction to be firm.

He put down the bottle, and looked over at her seeing the pain in her beautiful eyes and simply nodded.  How could he argue with her on that point when he damn sure wasn't willing to ever allow another man to touch her?  Putting the cap on the bottle, he put it away knowing he needed a clear head and drinking wasn't going to solve their problems.

"I'm not sure I'll ever be able to put tonight behind me, and I'm not blaming you Sir, but I can't be that person."  She couldn't blame him, she thought to herself, she could have used her safe word and stopped the whole situation.  But she could be angry at him for even putting her in that predicament to begin with, she concluded.

"It's a hard limit for you," he didn't ask this as a question, it was a hard limit for both of them obviously.

"If that means I will never do it again and expect you to never ask it of me, then yes Sir, it's a hard limit."  Her voice had no emotion to it, she was so damn tired that she just wanted to crawl in bed and maybe forget for a few hours.

He didn't like this side to her.  This unemotional, business like quality she was bringing into their relationship was completely opposite of what he'd come to expect of her.  Ironic, he thought, the one thing I always want in my life is the one thing she's giving and I hate it.  "Understood."  He didn't know how to deal with her in this way.

"I'd really like to sleep now Sir," she just couldn't deal with anything else at the moment.  Her emotions were too overwhelming and her mind was having a really hard time coming to grips with what she'd done.  She just needed to escape for a little while.

"Go sleep, Scarlett, I'll join you soon."  He needed some time to get his own mind in order.  He watched her walk back to the bedroom her head lowered in defeat.  This was definitely not what he wanted from her, and it was his fault she was so overwhelmed.  Slamming his hand down on the bar, he cursed his own stupidity tonight.

She climbed into the huge king-sized bed and closed her eyes, the entire scene from earlier filling her mind.  Tears slipped from her eyes as she rolled over to face the wall, and she silently wept.  Minutes or hours later, her mind was lost in its own turmoil, she felt him join her on the bed and she stiffened as he pulled her against him.  As upset as she was, being held in his arms she finally allowed sleep to claim her.

Tomorrow, he thought as he held her slender form against him tightly, they could both fix the mess he'd made of things by moving faster than she was ready for.  Never again would he allow another man to touch her, those were the last thoughts in his mind as sleep finally found him.

chapter Fifteen

Giving In

He brought her breakfast in bed the next morning after ordering from room service.  She was still resting and he didn't want to disturb her so he sat it down on the bedside table.  Watching her sleeping he discovered he could watch her for hours resting just like this.  Tonight he had planned before the breakdown last night and now he wanted to just stop the entire game and give her a break.  It went against everything he stood for though, and he knew he wasn't going to not go forward, only alter it for her sake.

Rhett knew another man's hands touching her was completely off limits, but that wouldn't stop her from being in control of one.  Not only was this something he felt she needed, to be in control for a change, but it would show him if she had a dominant side that would
need nurturing.  She would be the Mistress tonight and the male submissive should not be a threat to her.  If she chose to make him please her, then it would not rest at his feet. 

The thought of her choosing that was not a decision that made him feel positive.  After last night the thought of any man touching her, with her permission or not still made him irate.  Maybe the ten nights was as much for him as her when it came to control, he had to consider.  How could he not allow this to go through until the end without looking
weak in her eyes? Running a hand through his thick hair he felt more than a little worried about his own ability to not lose focus.

Turning over in bed, she opened her eyes and stared at his profile leaning against the wall by the window.  She was still upset, not sure if more at him or herself, but his beautiful body illuminated by the sunshine pouring through the window still took her breath away.  Pulling her gaze away she noticed the tray of food and lifted it, pulling it over her lap.

Her movements pulled him out of his own thoughts and he gave her a warm smile.  "I thought you might be hungry."  She lowered her eyes to the food and he felt like a knife twisted in his gut because she still wasn't over last night.

"Thank you Sir, I was," she began eating her eggs, focusing solely on that.  She didn't know what to say to him that wouldn't start an argument and she just didn't feel up to doing that at the moment.

"I have meetings today, so I'll be back late."  He had a deadline to meet today since they were leaving late tomorrow night or he would have cancelled.  They really needed to discuss things, and leaving her like this wasn't sitting well with him.

"I hope your meetings are productive, Sir," she continued eating, thinking some time away from him right now would be best. 

Frustrated at her lack of emotion he sighed deeply.  He was already running behind schedule after watching her sleep.  "I'll see you at six tonight Scarlett, be dressed to go out." Turning, he walked away feeling the dull ache still in his gut.  They really needed to talk.

She waited until he left to sit the tray back on the nightstand.  The food was leaving a lump in her throat because she just didn't want to eat at the moment.  This was just miserable and she knew that she had to come to some decision about their relationship.  She was either going to figure out a way to live with this and be happy or walk away and suffer until she got over him.

Picking up her phone she dialed Janie's cell, glad when she picked up on the second ring.  She invited her to the beach, hoping her friend could help take away the strange despair that was drowning her.  She dressed in the small little G-string bathing suit she'd bought at Rhett's request, grabbed a bottle of sunscreen and towel and walked over to Janie's room.

Janie had no idea what was going on but got dressed quickly, sensing the pain in her best friend’s voice.  She knew how intense Rhett could be and had to guess that he was the reason for her unhappiness.  When she
opened the door and saw Scarlett, her heart broke.  Her friend looked like shit and it was pretty apparent that whatever happened last night had been a deal breaker.

"What the hell happened hon?" pulling Scarlett into her arms she held her tightly.

"How much do you know about Rhett's ten night plan?"  She hugged Janie back, relaxing now that she was with her.

"Honestly I don't know anything, I told you I turned down his offer to train me."  Obviously that had been a good decision considering that Scarlett looked like she was ready to fall over at any minute.

Pulling out of Janie's arms she nodded in understanding.  "Let's go down to the beach, enjoy the salt air and we'll talk okay?"  She just wanted to be outside, bask in the sun, and try to relax.

"Of course honey."  Picking up her beach bag she motioned with her hand for Scarlett to lead the way and they walked out the door.  This was going to be a hell of a conversation if the way her friend was acting was any indication.

They made it out of the hotel and down to the private beach.  Finding two beach lawn chairs they both took one and applied sunscreen without talking.  An island man wearing the hotel's insignia on his shirt walked over and asked if they'd like drinks and Janie ordered for both of them.  "What happened Scarlett?" as soon as the waiter left she asked.

Scarlett was embarrassed as hell but knew if she couldn't talk to Janie then there was no one else.  "Rhett introduced me to a male friend of his last night."  She
wasn't sure she could even say what had happened it was so humiliating.

"Um, okay was he a nice guy?" Janie wasn't sure what meeting some friend of Rhett's had to do with anything.  As Scarlett covered her face with her hands she understood exactly what she meant.  "You mean you met
met
one of Rhett's friends?" 

Nodding her head she kept back the tears by sheer will alone.

"Oh honey you were so not ready for that yet, what the hell was he thinking?"  Janie was pissed.  What kind of idiot was that man?

"I just let it happen Janie," she couldn't hold back the waterworks any longer.  She felt like the biggest slut that had ever walked the planet.

Standing up she slid into the chair with Scarlett and just held her.  "Okay honey, everything is going to be okay.  This is something that some Dom's enjoy, and I'm sorry things moved so fast."  She would love to slap Rhett's face at the moment for not using his brain.  Hell Scarlett had never fucked another man before him, how was she supposed to be ready to deal with this yet.

"You've done that before?"  She was shocked.  Janie had her share of lovers, that Scarlett knew, but she had never thought about her being with more than one man at a time.

"A few times honey, but after years of experience under my belt."  She couldn't even imagine doing something like that the first week after her initiation to sex.  It had taken her five years to get comfortable enough with her own sexuality to want something like that.

Wiping her eyes she looked up at Janie shocked.  "How did you, well you know, not feel like you were a horrible woman?"  She didn't want to offend her friend, but at the moment she felt like a piece of garbage.

"I never claimed to be an angel sweety," she grinned and stood up.  "I enjoy sex, always have and I feel like as long as what I do isn't hurting anyone, anything is fair game."

"I just feel dirty Janie," pulling her knees up she wrapped her arms around them, resting her chin there.

"All this is so new to you honey, I remember what it was like in the beginning for me.  Hell you're coming into this in a strange way too, with a man who obviously isn't thinking about how inexperienced you are."  Once again she was pissed as hell at Rhett. 

"I could have said no Janie, he isn't the only one to blame here."  She didn't know why she was defending him, but she wasn't a child either.  At twenty-four she was old enough to take blame for her own decisions, she thought.

"Rhett isn't an easy man to say no to, Scarlett." 

"I just don't know what to do now.  I told him that would never happen again and he agreed.  What's going to happen on these next four nights?  Nothing could be worse that what took place last night, can it?"

"You have to make a decision here sweety, either start speaking up when something is too overwhelming or walk away.  Really those are the only two choices you have with Rhett."

The waiter came back with two Pina Colada's, and Janie charged them to the room.  They took a few sips of
their drinks and allowed the conversation to stop for a moment. 

"He changed the rules last night Janie, he told me if I walked away from any of the ten nights, things were over." 

"Wow, he really said that?" If she was pissed before she wanted to kill Rhett now.  "Scarlett, I think you should really consider just walking away now."  It was pretty apparent Rhett couldn't deal with her friend in the way her inexperience required.  "If you still want to explore this whole lifestyle thing, we'll find someone more suitable.

"Janie, I love him," she knew her friend wasn't going to want to hear that, but it was the truth.

"Honey, sex isn't love.  I know he was your first and okay, that’s a huge deal.  But honey this isn't healthy for you.  Look at how miserable you are.  Is love supposed to make you feel that way?"

"The thought of walking away from him rips my heart open, Janie.  I know sex isn't love, and no it shouldn't make you hurt, I guess, but I can't change what I feel." 

"As far as I'm concerned honey, you should walk away now before you can't walk away at all.  I don't like this side he's bringing out in you."  She wanted to rip his balls off and stick them down his throat, but this was a decision Scarlett had to make on her own.

"A few more nights Janie," closing her eyes she sighed, "I'm going to go through with them, if I can't stand myself after that, I'll leave."  It was all she could do, she thought miserably, even if she couldn't have him
forever then those memories she would keep with her when he was gone.

"What worries me is what will be left of you after these ten nights Scarlett, look at what it's already done to you."  She seriously didn't enjoy seeing her headstrong friend, weakened by a man.  It was somewhat ironic that she enjoyed being submissive herself, but David knew that it was only in the bedroom she allowed him control.  With Scarlett she was afraid Rhett would take over every aspect of her life.

"I'm a big girl Janie," she grinned trying to lighten the mood now that her decision was made, "I'll be fine."

"I hope you're right honey, I'd hate to open up a can of whoop ass on Rhett Hammond's ass."  Shaking her head she knew that it was stupid to argue with her.  When Scarlett made up her mind about something she didn't budge.  At least that part of her
friend’s attitude was still intact.

They enjoyed the morning at the beach and then ate lunch.  After hours of shopping they both walked back to their rooms to get ready for their men tonight.  Scarlett was in a much better frame of mind by the time Rhett arrived home.

He walked in holding a dozen long stemmed white roses and smiled as he saw how gorgeous she looked.  She was dressed in a shot black mini dress with five inch heels that made her legs look miles long. "Damn you're beautiful baby."

She turned around for him and walked forward to take the roses," Thank you Sir, how were you're meetings?" 

His mood was much lighter now that he knew she wasn't still holding a grudge about last night.  He handed over the flowers with a grin.  "I'll have to show you how good it was tomorrow, we just acquired a new beach front property."

Smiling back at him for a moment she walked into the kitchen and pulled out a vase, filling it with water before sliding the roses inside it.  "I can't wait to see it Sir, thank you for the flowers they're beautiful.

"Not half as beautiful as you sweetheart," walking over he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply.  All damn day he had worried about her mood and was relieved beyond understanding at her change of attitude.  He had almost called off tonight's game twice before changing his mind. 

Wrapping her arms around his neck she laid her head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of his cologne deeply.  She knew that his scent would remain with her for the rest of her life.  Closing her eyes she enjoyed the moment.  She had decided today to not dwell on what happened last night and was determined to not bring it up ever again.

He caressed her back softly and continued to hold her for a few more moments.  "I want to stay here with you just like this all night sweetheart, but we have somewhere we need to be."

She forced herself not to tense at his words, and reminded herself that she had decided to make it through these last few nights.  "I'm ready when you are Sir."  She hoped her voice sounded light and carefree, she was really trying.

Her entire attitude had changed, he noted and found himself smiling widely.  "Well in that case my beautiful girl, let's get the hell out of here."  He was wearing his business suit, but tonight wasn't really about him it was about her.

Scarlett told herself that no matter what happened tonight she would deal with it and not feel guilty tomorrow.  She only had a few more days and who knew what would happen after that.  If these were her last nights with Rhett, she wanted to keep them with her for a lifetime.

He kept his arm around her waist as they walked out of the hotel and made it to the Limo, only letting go so she could slide into the seat.  He joined her quickly and pulled her close to him, not wanting to be apart from her.  Tonight would be a positive experience for her, he hoped.  Most of the submissive's loved this night since it gave them a different perspective on the lifestyle.