Kade (NSC Industries) (8 page)

But the image that would not bate and refused to fuck
off; the vision that was causing the sizzle in my gut and the throb in my
balls, was of her bound and tied. The arrangement of the rope crisscrossing her
beautiful body and restricting her own stubborn control as she gave into me and
allowed my complete domination and her perfect surrender, was blowing my thoughts
into oblivion. The final pattern and design would show my unique blueprint
across that delightful pale skin of hers as I claimed her.

She would hate that and the thought brought a wicked
smirk.

“Help yourself,” she grunted.

My eyes widened, not with the realisation she was aware
of my presence but that she was giving me the go ahead to touch her, or maybe
she was mocking me.

“Um, what?”

She turned her head and looked at me over her shoulder.
Her face was blank and her full red lips demanded my attention as the pump of
blood through her system had plumped them exceptionally. “The equipment” she
clarified. I didn’t show her my disappointment.

“Ahh, not really my thing at 3am, Beaumont but you carry
on, I’m happy just watching.”

She rolled her eyes then continued to torture the bag,
causing a severe constriction to my stomach when I realised just how hard she
was pounding the thing.

I sat on the press bench and carried on watching her, my
body sulking with the pressure in my veins. “Something upset you?”

I heard the hiss as she drew air between her tight jaws
but she persisted with her mission to annihilate the equipment. “Did you want
something, Mr Hamilton?”

The tone in her voice didn’t even falter as she pummelled
savagely, her breathing slow and regular and I stared in awe. “Well, I was just
wondering if I have a bed or do you want me to kip on the couch, sweetheart?”

She paused then gradually turned towards me. My eyes
fluttered as her breasts came into view, fair enough they were covered in the
same plain white cotton as the briefs but damn, I had a sudden new fixation on
white cotton underwear. She didn’t strike me as the type to sport racy undies
but strangely I found myself not actually wanting her to.

“One, I am not your sweetheart. Two, I’m sure you are
capable of finding a bed, there are twelve bedrooms and I’m quite positive they
each contain a bed and three, if you think I’m going to bow down to you during
your house arrest, then you’re going to be extremely disappointed.”

I remained silent as I let my eyes roam slowly and
leisurely over her remarkable body and as I lifted them back to her face I
smirked at the flush that had covered her neck and face. “One, you are very
much not a sweetheart, I agree. Two, I didn’t want to find myself in the wrong
bed, namely your parents and three, I don’t expect or even want you to look
after me.”

I stood and stalked the room towards her. Her breathing
accelerated as I neared and the slight flare of her nostrils, evidence of her
own arousal, gave me the courage I needed. “But I can promise that eventually
you’ll definitely bow to me Grace Beaumont,” I whispered as I leant into her.
“And furthermore, you
will
become my slave, but most certainly not in
the kitchen.”

Her soft gasp made my throat hurt as I fought to control
my hard on. I was positive if she released another I would come right there and
then.

The electricity and tension between us was raw and so
fucking powerful I couldn’t help myself when I grabbed her ponytail and yanked
her head back. She hissed but didn’t pull away as she held my gaze with her own
fierce glare. “You know it’s there, Beaumont. You feel it too, racing around
your bloodstream and making you wet with want.”

Her lungs were working overtime as her chest heaved rapidly
but her eyes gave away her lust, so did the way her teeth sank into her lower
lip. I locked her down for an extra moment as I slightly clamped her earlobe
with my teeth. She whimpered and I made myself physically relax my balls, “Soon,
very soon darling, you’ll beg me to take hostage every bit of that stubborn discipline
of yours. You’ll beg me to rule you under me, right underneath me, where you’ll
feel every bit of
my
control and I can promise it will be more of a
sweaty workout than this shit what you’re trying to relief your tension with.”

“Fuck you!” she spat eventually and shrugged out of my
hold.

I had expected her fist so I was pleasantly surprised
with how she’d disengaged from me. “You’re so full of yourself. I don’t fuck my
job number, Mr Hamilton. You are here because I was forced to take you on to
recoup my job, nothing more.”

She seemed flustered and I noticed the twitch in her
thigh so I patted her cheek gently, smirking slightly when she moved her head
away. “Oh, I know all that, but I also know your nipples are hard on your heavy
breasts. Your pussy is wet with your arousal and your mind is currently
displaying all sorts of different erotic images incorporating me fucking you
hard and wild whilst you hold on tight to this bag.”

She swallowed and licked her lips. “Mr Hamilton, I
suggest you go find one of those beds before you find that you take residence
in a hospital one.”

I nodded, smirked and winked. “You know where to find me
when you decide to let go of that tenacity.”

“And hell may actually freeze over.”

She turned back round and restarted her furious
disagreement with the gym equipment. I hid my smile from her as I exited the
room and listened to the loud grunts she made with her workout. I really hoped
she made the same grunts when I fucked her, because I would fuck her. She knew
it as well as I did.

I rattled the iron gate, checking its sturdiness before I
replaced the ivy and continued my joint run and perimeter check. The smells
from Mona’s fried breakfast were wafting across the gardens and churning my
stomach, driving me to run harder just to fight off the nausea.

Christ, I felt rough today and all I had wanted to do
when the alarm woke me at six was turn over, pull the duvet over my head and refuse
the day any access to me but I had a client to protect and the property
wouldn’t safeguard itself.

I made it across the lawn and palmed the wall of the pool
house as a dizzy current swept over me and my head started to pound cruelly
causing my eyesight to blur.

Oh dear God! I was starting to sweat one of those
horrible clammy sweats, where your whole body covers in goose bumps and your
ears started to hum. I slid down the wall as the ground shifted beneath me and
my head swan with hums and buzzes as the nausea won and I vomited everywhere
violently.

I tried to take a breath and control the sickness but my
body shuddered as another wave hit me and I threw up again.

“Okay, come on sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

I blinked up at Kade as he lifted me in his arms and held
me against him before he strolled swiftly across the grounds and into the
house, bounding up the stairs as if I weighed nothing and straight into my room
where Mona was preparing my bed for me.

“Oh my goodness, you look shocking.” She flustered as she
briskly pulled me upright and shoved a bucket under my chin to catch the latest
torrent that projected from my ailing body.

“What the hell did you put in the casserole, Mona?” I
tried to joke but she stared at me and I cowered slightly, “Joking.”

She blinked rapidly then turned to Kade. “Out, go on. I
need to get her undressed. Go boil some lemonade and fetch me some towels.”

His brow lifted as he cast a glance at me then frowned,
“I’d really like to care for her, Mrs Hardy, if you’d let me.”

What the hell?

She glared at him with narrow eyes and even through my
raging fever and sickness, I smiled. “I beg your pardon? Grace needs a mother
figure right now, and you Mr Hamilton are definitely not a motherly figure.
Now, go boil some lemonade and fetch me some towels, please.”

He stared for a moment then saluted like a soldier and I
couldn’t quite hold back the snort. He’d soon learn that Mona took no shit from
anyone.

He shifted his eyes and winked at me before he left the
room and proceeded to take on his mission.

“That boy is after you, pet.” Mona said bluntly as she
pulled off my shirt and tugged on a vest. I just looked at her as fatigue took
over and I slumped down into the embrace of the soft covers. “But he’s up to no
good.”

I frowned at her. Mona had always been one of those
optimistic people who saw the good in everything and everyone, so for her to cast
a warning had my attention, “Sorry, nanny?”

She smiled warmly as I reverted back to my childhood title
for her. “You mark my words, my darling. Nanny feels it in her bones.”

I just nodded; my weary body was unable to give her
anything more but her words circulated around my head as sleep took me under.

***

I could hear mumbled voices as a slight raise in tones
filtered through my ears. My head was still pounding and I remained silent as
my eyes refused to open to the light in the room.

“But she needs them, Mr Hamilton. I can’t leave her, you
must go.”

“But she’ll go nuclear on me if I leave the house, surely
you know this?”

“I don’t care. She needs the anti-sickness medication;
otherwise she’ll not get any rest.”

There was a pregnant pause as they both refused to back
down but I heard Kade eventually sigh, “Fine, I’ll fetch them.”

I groaned and tried to lift myself up but my body refused
to move and I had to force the words from my mouth, “NO!”

I felt Mona’s hand slip into mine as she patted my arm,
“He won’t be gone for long, pet.”

“No,” I ordered again as I prised my heavy eyelids open.
“He doesn’t leave the house, Mona. Final word.”

She pulled in a hefty breath then snatched her hand out
of mine. I frowned at her anger. It was rare anything ever got a rise out of
her and I wondered if she actually believed that Kade would hurt me. “I’ll be
fine, nanny.”

And on cue, again came the sickness, just to prove me
wrong. Kade shot over, pulling me upright swiftly as he pulled my hair back and
let me launch at the bucket. “Okay Beaumont, let it out.”

I rolled my eyes as I heaved but there was a tone to his
voice that showed all of his determination to take care of me.

“Mrs Hardy, can’t you fetch the pills? She can’t carry on
like this.” Kade asked as one of his hands swept up and down my back softly.
I’m not even sure he was aware he was doing it but the action made me feel
slightly better, the rhythm calming my mind as the regularity of it relaxed my
stomach slightly.

I shook my head and grumbled that I was fine before
another round of illness commenced and I moaned in annoyance. “Oh, be a big
girl, Beaumont. Mona’s going for that medication, aren’t you Mona.” It was said
as a statement and not a question and I lifted my eyes to see a hatred in
Mona’s eyes that I had never witness in all the thirty one years I had known
her.

“Mona?” I asked during a much appreciated break.

She blinked as though to break herself from the spell and
smiled softly at me, “It’s okay, pet. I’ll go.”

I nodded as I dropped back against the pillow and
groaned. I hated being ill, I’d rather be in pain and I pouted sulkily at Kade when
Mona left the room.

He laughed loudly as he swept a cloth across my forehead,
“Oh don’t be such a baby. You kick ass, sweetheart, I’m sure you can cope with
a stomach bug.”

I sighed and closed my eyes as he gently wiped across my
face with the newly cooled cloth. “I’ll let you into a secret, Beaumont.”

I opened my eyes and gazed at him as his eyes tracked the
route of the cloth. He watched it for a while and I lifted a brow, “Go on.”

He smiled and caught my eye, “I always wanted to be a
nurse.”

“Really?”

He nodded and smiled sadly, “My parents thought it was
stupid.” He shrugged and grimaced as if embarrassed by his confession, “Which
it is really.”

“No it’s not. I think it’s an admirable job. It takes
patience though and I’m afraid, that’s something you do lack.”

He smirked at me as he wrung the cloth in the bowl beside
him and continued his tending. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I wasn’t
sweating any longer. “That’s due to the dominant trait in me; it makes me
demand things and appreciate when they are delivered swiftly.”

I watched him as he kept his eyes anywhere than on mine
until I eventually lifted my hand and settled it over his to halt his nursing.
“Thank you, that’s much better.”

He smiled happily at me before he stood from the bed and
went into the en-suite to change the water. “When was the last time you saw
Mona?” he shouted from the bathroom above the noise of the water.

I sighed and thought back, “God, it must be at least two
years now.”

He nodded as he came back in but his face was pensive and
I tilted my head in question, “What?”

He shook his head as his lips bowed, “Nothing.”

I could tell he was pondering something and I shuffled
back up the bed, resting my body against the headboard as I watched him pull
out some shorts from one of my drawers. “Come on Kade, tell me.”

His eyes shot to mine and I quirked a brow at his sudden
shift. “You called me Kade.”

I shrugged with an amused expression, bewildered by the
delight on his face, “So I did. Aren’t you easy to please.”

His happiness dropped as his brow creased with anguish
and he pulled the duvet back. “Come on, out of the sweats and into shorts.
You’re running a temperature and the thick joggers won’t help.”

I lifted my hips so he could slide my trousers down and
smirked when he forced his eyes to follow the route of my clothing. He was
struggling to keep his eyes off my lady bits and I nearly fisted the air in
victory when I caught his quick glance. He coughed slightly to cover the move
before he pulled up the shorts.