Authors: T. H. Snyder

Chains (The Club #8) (11 page)

BOOK: Chains (The Club #8)

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Moving forward, I massage her bosom in my hand while biting down on her nipple. Her body squirms, a soft moan leaving her lips as her body begins to tense.

“Shh, Max, relax and let your body go, allow the pleasure of pain to take complete control over you,” I respond before taking a step away.

Swiftly I strike the flogger to her nipple, creating a soft snapping sound which echoes through the room. Her mouth opens, a gasp escaping her as she trails her tongue across her bottom lip.

“Did you enjoy that, Max?” I ask, biting down on my lip while I watch her body arch begging for me to touch her again.

“More, Sir,” she whispers, the sound of pleasure seeping from her words.

With quick movements, I rip off her panties before I direct a slap to her pussy.

“Ohhh,” she moans as the buildup of bliss increases.

Stroking my cock, I watch as she bites down on her lower lip trying to stifle the moans emerging from her throat. As pleasure takes over, she writhes against the restraints. Lifting her body, I wrap her legs around me as I position myself toward her dripping wet pussy. My mind is reeling with desire, I’m lost in her. I need to feel her more so than I need to take my next breath. Thrusting into her warmth, a raspy moan escapes her lips, her walls clamping down onto me as I push balls deep into her core. A wave of pleasure ignites as sweat begins to form along my brow. I can’t get enough of her, the feel of her body against mine, her breasts passionately pressed against my chest while I grip the long strands of her hair and tug firmly.

“Please, Sir, harder,” she begs. The sound of her voice filled with need encourages me to push her over the edge.

Removing the blindfold from her face, she instantly looks away from my eyes.

“Look at me, Max,” I command. “I want to see you.”

With eyes half mast, she stares deeply into mine, reaching down into my soul.

My lips crash against hers, a groan leaves my throat as my tongue strokes hers. Pulling harder onto her hair, the walls of her pussy clamp down tighter against my cock. With quick movements, I push harder and faster in and out of her as we break free from our kiss. My hands move to her most sensitive spot as I massage her clit, pushing her to come undone. Her eyes go wide, I can feel her pleasure building. With one final thrust, I pinch down onto her nub as ecstasy takes over and we both fall apart as one.

Stepping off of the plane, anticipation overcomes me knowing who will be awaiting my arrival. For the past week, I’ve submersed myself in one of the largest projects the magazine has ever assigned me. The experience alone was thrilling; the time well spent capturing images of perfection. But now that it is all said and done, I can’t wait to go home and see Connor.

The past year of our lives has been remarkable. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been and I owe it all to him. Every insecurity and fear I’ve ever felt has been vanquished and a world of opportunity and longing now sits in
place inside my heart. Connor opened my eyes to a world that I never thought was a possibility to me. He changed and molded me into a woman who now feels differently about who she is. He removed my self-doubt and showed me that there are ways of living life that can truly make me happy.

As I quickly move through the tunnel into the airport, I’m almost giddy with excitement. Not feeling him close to me for a week was almost impossible to bear. We’ve fallen into such a rhythm with one another that the loss of his presence wreaked havoc within my mind. Sure we spoke as often as possible and with the amazing use of technology we were able to see each other every night before bed. I guess I can’t really complain since some of those video conversations led to me touching myself and falling apart as he watched. He really is a marvel, a man that exceeds all of my expectations and the one person I want to love for the rest of my life.

Before I can begin to look through the crowd of men and women, I’m picked up off of my feet as Connor traps me in a tight embrace. The subtle scent of his cologne filters through my nose, as I nestle my face into his chest.

“Oh, baby, I’ve missed you so much,” he whispers.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you holding me in your arms,” I respond gazing up into his dark eyes.

“Good, let’s get you home. I have a few surprises up my sleeve for you tonight,” he remarks with a wink.

Grabbing my bags, he slings them over his shoulder and wraps his arm around me as we walk through the busy airport.

As soon as we enter our home, my body shifts into relaxation mode. The long day of flying has given me a severe case of jet lag and all I really want to do is curl up with Connor and fall fast asleep.

“You look exhausted, baby, why don’t you work your way upstairs. I’ll bring your things up in a few minutes,” he says placing a gentle kiss onto my lips.

With a nod, I make my way up to our room. I love the way he’s able to read my every thought. No words need to be expressed—our souls speak to one another in language only we can understand. Approaching the bedroom door, I open it and walk inside to find I’m surrounded with candles and hundreds of rose petals at my feet.

How in the hell did he put all of this together while he was picking me up…Ashley?

I release a slight giggle knowing very well she had to have been his prime accomplice in his romantic gesture. I’ll need to thank her tomorrow with a day at the spa or a girl’s night on the town.

As my eyes gaze around at the beautiful surprise he’s created, the sounds of music begin to play through the large space. Everything looks perfect and completely unexpected. Walking through the room, I step up to our four poster bed where a large black box sits upon the satin sheets. Eager to see what’s inside, I open it. Removing the tissue paper, I pull out an elegant red lingerie set and hold it up against my body as a note falls to my feet. Picking it up, I open it:

I think you stole my heart the first moment I laid eyes on you. From that moment and every day since, you continue to take my breath away. Tonight is all about you, my love, I plan to show you that today, tomorrow and forever I want you to be mine…

All my heart, Connor

My hand rises to my mouth as a sob leaves my throat. How have I been so lucky to find a man like him? As I continue to glance around, I realize I’m still alone, Connor hasn’t come up to our room yet. Moving into the bathroom, I remove the items of clothing I’m wearing and gently pull on the lace bra and panties. Gazing back at my reflection, it’s enough to take my breath away. With trembling fingers, I gently touch the delicate lace that barely covers my body. I look striking, a trait I never saw in myself, at least not till now.

“I hope you like it.” His voice pulls me to look in his direction.

Quickly moving toward him, I wrap my arms around his neck as he leans in for a kiss.

“It’s absolutely gorgeous, Connor. I love it, thank you.”

“No, my love, you are the gorgeous one,” he says pulling me back into the center of our room.

Dimming the lights, he moves toward me handing me a glass of champagne.

“What’s this for?” I ask, staring deeply into his eyes. “Are we celebrating?”

Watching as he bends down on one knee, tears instantly fill my eyes when he pulls out a black velvet box from his pocket. As he opens it before me, my eyes shift back to his. My heart is pounding through my chest, my blood racing through my veins as every sensation in my body begins to tingle.

“Jesika, for as long as I can remember I’ve felt lost, empty and locked away not knowing how or when I’d ever break free from the chains surrounding my heart. By my side, you’ve made me feel more loved than I could ever imagine. Nothing in this world can take that away from me. You’re my life, the one woman I want to be by my side for eternity. Jesika Maxwell, would you do me the honor and make me the happiest man in the word? Will you marry me?”

Tears fall down my cheeks, my heart soaring with love for this man. Everything I’ve ever wanted is kneeling down in front of me. I want nothing more than to be with him forever.

“Yes, Connor, a million times, yes,” I cry.

I watch as he places the absolutely stunning ring onto my finger then moving to stand before me. As he wraps me up in his arms, I hold on tightly to the one man who has stolen my heart. He’s my day, my night and my everything. No matter what life may throw at us, I know that he’ll always be by my side as my better half.

Apart we may have been a disaster, but together we truly are something beautiful.