In Chains (10 page)

Oh God, I’m excited that I’m doing this to him, I’m causing these reactions. There’s a burning sensation between my legs as I continue licking around the head and the length of his shaft. He’s breathing heavily, still gripping the work surface. I take him into my mouth and use my hand to massage the part of him I can’t get my lips around. “Oh…fuck…baby.” I continue sucking, staring into his eyes. He looks like he wants to devour me. He’s breathing hard and I’ve never felt so desired. Squeezing his eyes shut he arches his back and groans loudly as he shudders and his cum fills my mouth. He looks down at me, his eyes wide and black, his body trembling. He’s bitten his lip so hard he’s drawn blood. Standing up I wipe the blood from his lip with my thumb. “Fuck. That was…that was…can I do that to you?” he breathes.

I wrap my arms around his quivering body. “It’ll be a waste of time. It won’t work. There’s something wrong with me.”

“What’s wrong with you?” he asks, frowning.

“I don’t know,” I shrug. “My ex tried a couple of times and it didn’t do anything for me, so we figured there must be something wrong with me.”

He stares at me for a while. “Is that the same ex that hit you?”

“Yes.”

“And you don’t think that maybe he didn’t try hard enough? Or that he’s fucking useless?” I don’t know how to respond to that. His eyes have returned to their regular colour, those eyes that I can’t look away from. “Will you let me try baby?” he asks.

I don’t want him to be disappointed when he can’t give me an orgasm. I can’t do that to him on our very first time.
“Maybe another time. There’s something better we can do.”

I undo my belt and it falls to the floor. Grabbing the hem, I tug my dress off over my head. Hooking his fingers into my panties he pulls them off and they join his clothes on the floor. He unhooks my bra and I slip if off. I’m now completely naked. It’s the moment of truth; I hope the sight of me doesn’t turn him off completely. He licks his lips, his eyes raking over my body. Oh, he wants me and I must have him, right now. “You’re so beautiful Savannah,” he whispers.

I turn and run up the stairs and he follows, slapping me on my bare arse. “Hey you, behave,” I say.

“I can’t help it,” he laughs. “You’ve got a beautiful arse.”

Taking his hand I tug him into my bedroom. “Okay, lie down on your back on the bed.”

“Yes Miss,” he says.

This time I slap him on the arse and he laughs. God, he’s gorgeous. His body is perfect for me. Kneeling over him I rest my palms on his chest. His eyes have darkened again. He’s already hard. I clasp his erection and slowly lower myself onto him. I’ve never done this before. Dan always wanted to be on top and he only liked the missionary position. When he’s fully inside me I gently rock my hips back and forth. Kayden is panting in time to my thrusts, his eyes wide. His hands reach around and grab my arse, slamming my hips towards his, quickening the pace. “Sav…vannah…oh…fuck…yeah.” He’s closed his eyes and his muscles are tight and taut. I watch as he bites down hard on his already bloody lip and arches his back, his fingers digging deep into my arse, grinding my hips against his. “Ohh…fuck…ohhh.” I feel him pump into me, then his muscles relax, his body quivers, blood drips down his chin from his cut lip. He gazes at me, his mouth open. “Oh Savannah. You’re amazing.” I grab a tissue from the bedside table and wipe his lip. He’s looking at me, puzzled. “That didn’t feel good for you, did it?” he says, frowning.

“I needed a little longer, that’s all.”

“I’m sorry,” he rubs the back of his hand across my cheek. “I’ll do better next time. You got me too excited and you felt too damn good. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this baby.”

I lie on top of him and rest my head on his chest. I can feel his heart thumping and his chest rising and falling. I plant a trail of kisses from his chest to his neck. He smells so good. He pulls me in for a kiss, his hands roaming all over my back and my arse. “Are you ready for round two baby?” he asks, grinning at me.

“I’m ready when you are.”

Taking my hand he slides it down to his cock. “Oh, you’re ready now huh,” I feel his erection beneath my hand.

He grins wickedly then he grabs me, flips me over and throws me down onto my back. He’s on top of me in a flash. He hooks his arm under my left leg and pulls it up towards my chest. He groans as he enters me. Looking into my eyes he says, “I fucking love you baby.” Knowing guys say that all the time when they’re having sex I disregard it. He’s thrusting deep and slow then his head drops to my shoulder, he nips my neck and pounds into me, breathing heavily into my ear, interspersed with moans and grunts. “Ohh…fuck…Savannah…I…”

He suddenly stops, his hands fist into the sheets either side of me and he’s panting. He begins kissing my neck and then my lips and then he’s off again, slowly. I hook my ankles together around his back. He’s holding himself up on his forearms but I want to feel him on top of me. I pull him down towards me, clasping my hands around his back. I kiss and then bite into his neck, my breaths coming out in heavy pants. “Oh Kayden, yes,” I breathe into his ear. He groans and once again speeds up, his hips slamming into me. His body is coated with sweat, he’s breathing heavily in my ear. I can feel his weight on top of me and the power in his muscles. The stubble on his chin scratches against my cheek. Clawing my nails down his back I let out a cry as my body trembles. Seconds later his body tenses as he grinds his hips against mine and then his shuddering body collapses on top of me.

We lie like that for a moment, then he pushes himself up onto his forearms. Brushing my hair out of my face he kisses me gently on the lips. “I love you Savannah. Thank you.”

Pulling the duvet over us, I snuggle against his sweaty chest as he wraps both his arms around me and slings his leg over mine. I hope he won’t get a dead arm with all my weight lying on it.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Savannah

I smile as I awake to Kayden’s soft snores. He’s buried under the duvet, only his eyes and the top of his head are visible. His arms are still encircling me and he’s blowing little warm breaths on my face.

It’s hard to believe how close I feel to him after just a few days but there’s something unexplainable between us. I’m drawn to him. I wonder if we’re kindred spirits as neither of us have had an easy life, though mine has been far easier than his. All I know is, I love being with him. I feel safe, cared for and happy.

As I raise my head slightly to check on the time, his eyelids flutter open. I lay my head back down on the pillow. “Did you sleep well?” I ask, gazing into his eyes.

“Yeah. Your bed’s way softer and warmer than mine.”

“Stay in it then.” I kiss his forehead. “I’m going to fix us some lunch; we can eat it in bed.”

Looking in the freezer I find two packs of macaroni cheese. I heat it up in the microwave. I place the food and two mugs of coffee on a tray and head back upstairs. Kayden has gone back to sleep. He must be tired after being awake all night. As much as I love being with him, I’m worried about him not getting enough sleep if he intends working every night.

Putting the tray on the bedside table I gently climb into bed next to him. Not gentle enough it seems because my movement wakes him up. Putting his arm around my shoulder, he kisses me on the cheek. “Thank you baby.”

Holding a forkful of mac and cheese to my lips he feeds me, one forkful for me, then one for him. I snuggle into him as we eat. After eating half the carton I’m full, he polishes off the rest. Placing the tray on the floor he enfolds me in his arms, giving me a long, slow kiss that tastes of cheese. We lie back down. I rest my head on his chest. “You said you haven’t had sex in a long time. When was the last time you had sex?” I ask him.

“When I was at the pound.”

“They didn’t mind you having sex?”

He runs his fingers through my hair and kisses my forehead. “Nah. So long as we didn’t break the rules, they didn’t give a damn what else we did.”

“How many girls did you have sex with?”

“Why?” he frowns at me. “I don’t have any diseases, I get checked every year.”

I kiss him on the cheek. “I’m just curious how many?”

He’s still frowning. “I dunno, a few.”

“Did you love any of them?”

He shakes his head, “No. We were just lonely.” His expression is serious and his eyes have a faraway look. “I wanted to feel like a person, not just a slave. To feel like I mattered to somebody.”

He’s stroking my arm and I wonder again about the scars around his wrists. “How did you get those?” I ask, running my finger along them.

“Do you think they’re ugly?” he whispers.

“No, nothing about you could ever be ugly.”

Crushing me to him, he smiles and gives me a big, loud kiss on my neck. “I got them when I was at the pound.”

“How?”

He’s silent for a few minutes and I’m beginning to wish I hadn’t asked, I never meant to make him feel awkward. Eventually he shrugs. “It don’t matter. It was a long time ago.” He obviously doesn’t want to tell me about it, so I let it go.

“Did you love your ex?” he asks, stroking his hand over my back.

“I thought I did. He was my first boyfriend. I don’t think I knew what love really was.”

“How long were you together?”

“Too long,” I say, sighing. “Six years.”

“Do you miss him?”

“No. I’ve never been so happy.”

He grins and runs his fingers through my hair.

“If you haven’t had sex since you left the pound, does that mean all your lovers have been slaves?” I ask.

“Yeah.”

“Haven’t you met any other women since then?”

“Yeah but no one I’ve been interested in.”

Oh no. Is Christina right? Is he just with me because I’m plain and I’m more likely to say yes? “So what was different about me?” I ask, dreading his answer.

He sighs, smiles and then slowly shakes his head. “When I first saw you, you looked so beautiful I almost fell to my knees. I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since then.” He strokes my hair as he speaks. “I didn’t think you’d ever be interested in me. I kept making excuses to be near you. I’d hide and watch you.” He rubs his nose against mine. “Didn’t you ever wonder why you kept bumping into me? Like that time when you were looking around my caravan.”

I push myself up onto my forearm, “You knew I’d already been in your caravan?”

He’s laughs softly. “Yeah, I was watching you.”

“Kayden!” I thump him gently on the chest. He’s still laughing as he squeezes his arms tightly around me.

“I can’t believe that you’re mine. I’m not usually lucky. You mean so much to me baby. I love you.” He brushes his lips against mine. “It damn near killed me when that fucker had his arm around you.”

“You mean Ben?” I ask.

“I dunno,” he shrugs, “I can never remember his fucking name. The blond guy.”

“I’m not interested in him.”

“I hope not.” He frowns at me. “But he’s interested in you.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Savannah

“Let’s go out for a walk,” I say. “You can finish showing me around.”

I make sure to wrap up this time. I borrow Simon’s hat and gloves. The gloves are too big but they’ll keep my hands warm. I’m worried Kayden will to freeze to death but he doesn’t want to wear one of Simon’s jackets and insists he’s used to the cold.

We walk past the orchard and the chicken coop, our arms around each other, my head resting on his shoulder. When we reach the vegetable field I see the scorched remains of the fires Kayden lit last night. Being with him makes me happy, even if we are just walking in silence. I notice a wooden structure just beyond the vegetable field. It looks like an upside down ‘L’ shape and there is rope hanging from the top of it. “What’s that?” I ask, pointing towards it.

Kayden doesn’t even look. “It’s nothing interesting. Come here I wanna show you something.” Grabbing my hand he pulls me along. We climb up a hill and when we reach the top there is the most glorious view, miles and miles of open countryside with a few villages dotted in-between. “It’s pretty cool at night too,” he says as he stands behind me and wraps his arms around me, “when all the houses are lit up. Except knowing you, you’d freak out because it’s dark.” I pinch him on his arm but he just laughs. We stand in silence for a while, taking in the view and the peace.

“Where did you live before you came here?” he asks.

“I shared a flat with my ex, in London.”

“What was London like?”

“Lots and lots of buildings and lots of traffic.”

“Do you like it best in London, or here?”

“Here. I love the open space and the quiet,” I turn to put my arms around his neck and peck him on the lips, “and you’re an added bonus.”

He lowers his head and kisses me. “Are you going to stay here Savannah?”

“I’m going to stay in this area,” I say. “I can’t move away, I’d miss you too much.” He kisses me again.

“Kayden, how did you deal with the electric shocks when you had sex at the pound? Whatever you did then must have worked.”