On Her Master's Secret Service (26 page)

She’d fought to get this back, battled to be able to enjoy this again. And Alex had been there with her. Even when she’d treated him like hell, he’d still been there.

“You want to push me, angel?” He had his mouth right against her ear. “It took me a while, but I know this game now. You need this. You need me to take control. You need to play and know that I’m going to give you what you need. But you’ve opened this door again and I don’t know that I can shut it. You might be the smart one. This little play of yours might have been smarter than mine, but know this, the next time you disobey my orders, I will keep you on the edge for hours. You think the last five days have been bad? They will be heaven compared to what I’ll do. I will tie you down and your ass will be more than red. I will plug you and spank you and take you right up to the point of orgasm and then sit back and watch you squirm.”

That sounded perfectly dreadful. She was a logical woman deep down. There were days when spending an afternoon being edged would be interesting, but not now. Not after the way he’d primed her for days. She needed him.

She needed to take a different tactic. He’d been scared and maybe it was real progress. She’d pushed the mission forward, but he seemed much more worried about the vague possibility that she’d been in danger. Even though she really hadn’t. He was trying. He was putting her before the mission. She couldn’t help but soften up a little.

“Alex, I don’t want that and I don’t think you want that, either. We don’t have much time in here. We have to get cleaned up and you have to spend the rest of the day with Chazz. Do you really want to spend the little time we have withholding my orgasm? Have the last couple of days really been so easy on you?”

He turned her back around, his eyes on her mouth. He was already wavering. “You know they haven’t. But I should spank that ass until you can’t sit down and then I should force you to your knees. I should make you suck my cock and take everything I have, and then I should walk away because you need to learn a lesson. I’m in charge when we’re out in the field.”

He was so frustrating. “I do understand, but I’m right about this, Alex.”

His fingers reached for her nipples, twisting them lightly, making her shiver. “I don’t care if you’re right or not. You have to obey me. He could have hurt you. He could have hauled you away somewhere. He could have…”

She put her hands on his hips, snuggling closer. He needed reassurance. Sometimes it was easy to forget that the Dom needed to feel safe, too. “I’m fine. I promise I will fight like hell if anyone tries to take me again. I’ll scream and shout and I will do everything I can to get back to you.”

He sighed, his anger seeming to deflate. “Did you fight Evans?”

She didn’t want to talk about it. She didn’t want to go there. She wanted him to spank her again. She could cry that way. She could let the pain float away.

God, she’d kept it in for so long. She’d blamed Alex, but she was at fault, too. “I didn’t. I was scared.”

“I know you were, angel.” His hands gentled, finding the nape of her neck and pulling her close.

She sighed and relaxed into his strength. His cock was still hard against her belly. He still wanted her. “I couldn’t believe it was happening, and I thought I shouldn’t fight because maybe he wouldn’t hurt me more. I was in shock from seeing them kill Tommy and Leon. I thought maybe he would be easy on me if I complied. I thought he was going to ransom me. I was so stupid. So stupid. I kept thinking he wasn’t going to hurt me. He didn’t need to hurt me. I was fooling myself but I just wanted to survive. I just wanted to go home.”

It was one of the things she regretted most. She’d been so docile, trying to logic her way out of an illogical situation.

He ran a hand across her wet hair, smoothing it out, his eyes so haunted. “I looked for you.”

Eve nodded. She was sure of that. “I know you did.”

“Ian looked for you. Ian used every influence he had and we couldn’t find you and it still didn’t work. God, angel, he could have killed you. I didn’t sleep for a week. I just focused on finding you. It was the only thing that kept me sane.”

And then he’d stayed sane by switching his focus to finding Evans, and she’d gone silent. She’d withheld herself from him because she’d been scared at first, and it had become a habit. “Alex, do you think my scars are ugly?”

She’d never just asked him, terrified that she would get a lukewarm, kind answer. There were so many questions she hadn’t asked because she’d been afraid. She knew he wouldn’t tell her yes, but how he said it would mean everything.

He tugged her hair, forcing her head back. All tenderness was gone. “What did you say?”

Tears filled her eyes. Relief was a wave that flashed through her system. This wasn’t going to be some attempt to placate her. He was pissed. “I was worried that you didn’t think I was pretty anymore.”

“There is nothing wrong with your body. You are the most gorgeous fucking thing I’ve ever seen, and I swear if you say one bad thing about the body I adore again, you’ll think a little edging is heaven compared to what I’ll do to you.” A sexy growl came out of his mouth and a fierce desire was on his face. He rubbed his cock against her belly. “Do I have to show you how much I love this body?”

“Please, Alex.” She wanted him so badly.

He put his forehead against hers. “No other women, Eve. Not for the rest of my life. If you walk away from me at the end of this, I won’t ever want another woman because it’s been you since the first time I laid eyes on you. Only you. Compared to my friends, I’ve practically been a monk. They’ve had so many women they can’t count them, but I was the lucky one because I only needed one. I only need one. I’ll show you. I’ll fucking show you how gorgeous you are.”

He picked her up, his lean muscles easily lifting her as though she didn’t weigh a thing. His mouth latched onto a nipple, biting and sucking. The water pounded down on her, but his mouth was hotter. He lashed her nipple with his tongue before giving her the edge of his teeth and making her squirm. He always knew just the right amount of pain to give her, just that little bite that threatened to send her over the edge.

He switched to the other breast, holding her high against the tile. She felt small and helpless, but with her Master that did something for her. She could be helpless against him because he wouldn’t hurt her. Not physically.
 

He played at her breasts, lavishing them with affection before he let her slide down the tile just a bit.

“God, I want you. I won’t ever stop wanting you.” He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue diving deep.

She had to wrap her legs around his waist and hold on for dear life because his cock knew right where it wanted to go. That big dick of Alex’s was already pushing inside, opening her up, showing her how much he wanted to get inside.

“Open up for me, angel. You take me. You take every inch I have. Your pussy is mine, and I fucking want in. You said all you wanted to do was go home. This is my home, Eve. This is my goddamn home, and no matter what happens, it always will be.” He shoved her back against the shower wall, his mouth coming down on hers.

His tongue plunged inside while he strained to fit his cock in. Eve softened, opening her mouth to him. Now that he’d kissed her again, she couldn’t seem to stop wanting his mouth on hers, their tongues playing, sliding alongside one another. She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving as good as she got.

She couldn’t be still now. Later, she would let him tie her up and down and play with her for hours, but this was something more. This was new. She kissed him back, unable to hold herself apart. The water streamed around them, but she didn’t notice it. All that mattered was winding her body around her husband’s, taking him deep inside. His cock was so big. No matter how many times she had him, it always took her breath away when he started to pierce her. She was deliciously pinned, forced to take more and more of him.

“You feel so good, angel. You get so hot for me.”

He’d given her the words she’d needed. She gave him her truth, too. “Only you, Alex. Only for you. I never felt this way for anyone else.”

And she never would.

He planted his chest against hers, trapping her between the shower wall and his hard body as he sank home.

So full. He filled her up. Always. He held himself against her, rubbing their chests together as he seated himself to the hilt. He kissed her again as though he couldn’t stop exploring her mouth. She ran her hands across his head. His hair was so short now, but it just made him all the more masculine. She held on because she didn’t want the moment to end.

There was so much he didn’t know. So much she still couldn’t tell him. Everything felt new again, but it was fragile, too. She couldn’t stand the thought of it dissolving. Not yet. It wouldn’t bear the weight of the real world, but she wanted these days with him. For however long they had, she wanted to be with him in every way.

“Please, Alex. I can’t stand it. Please.”

He nipped at her ear, a little shock through her system. “Please what, angel? Please wash me? Please stand here? You’re going to have to be more specific.”

He loved to hear her beg. “Please fuck me, Alex. Please fuck me so hard.”

“Oh, yeah, you know I want that.” He used the wall as a balance as he pulled out and thrust back in hard, making her whole body jump with the thrill of him filling her up again.

Over and over again he slammed inside, his cock rubbing all the right places. She was so primed, her every sense attuned to him. The orgasm built, a cannon threatening to go off. The whole time he pounded his cock inside, he kissed her. His tongue fucked into her mouth in synch with his cock as though he needed to be as intimate as he could. Their tongues slid together in a silky dance. She felt his hands on the globes of her ass, one of them seeking entry there, too. A finger pressed against her asshole, rimming her lightly and forcing the tip inside. She shivered at the dark sensation.

“I want everything, Eve,” he whispered against her mouth. “I won’t leave an inch of this gorgeous body untouched. I love this body. I loved it when you were heavier, and I still love it now. I love it scarred or perfect. I love it because this skin and bones houses your soul. There is nothing ugly about it. I don’t care what he did. This is mine. Mine.”

She let her nails sink into his shoulders as he hit the perfect place inside, and she went flying.

Alex fucked deep again, and he shuddered as he spilled his semen inside. His finger slipped back out of her ass, but she knew he wouldn’t wait long to take her there now that he’d been let off the leash. He would give her everything he’d promised, total possession. He pressed in for what felt like a pleasant eternity before gently letting her down. He kissed her again, his hand reaching for the soap.

“I’m a pussy Dom. Don’t tell Ian. Tell him how rough I was on you, angel.” He cleaned off his hands before he started methodically washing her flesh, his hands stroking over her.

She felt weak, stretched and sore. He hadn’t exactly been tender, but it had been so good to be close to him, to feel his passion and not his guilt.

“I won’t tell.” She ran her hand across his scalp, her eyes closing as he got to his knees and started cleaning her pussy.

“That’s my sweet pet.”

She whispered his name as he dumped the soap and started cleaning her with his tongue.

Eve let everything slip away as she lost herself for the first time in years. She was with Alex, and that was all that mattered.

* * * *

Jesse slipped back out of the locker room, looking around to see if that busybody Kristen had followed him. She seemed to always be around these days. He couldn’t have her following him on this errand. He’d set two of the cocktail waitresses on her fifteen minutes before. Sometimes a little chaos was called for. It had been easy. He’d just made up a little rumor that one of the girls was keeping tips from the pool and the rest of them had been all over Kristen.

The cook dude had been yelling at some of the men in the kitchen about proper cooking techniques for lamb and Jesse had managed to slip into the hallway when he should have been enjoying the luncheon. Someone needed to talk to that big blond guy about the fact that the word “beets” and “enjoy” did not belong in the same sentence. He didn’t get why they had fired Big Mike. Sure his burgers were a little on the raw side, but at least he hadn’t served beets.

Master A had locked the door to the women’s locker room, but Jesse had learned long ago that a simple lock couldn’t keep him out. A couple of seconds with a pick and a torque wrench and he was in. He had his story all planned out if he got caught. Someone had come by and complained that the locker room was inaccessible. He was just helping out one of the girls.

He hadn’t needed a story. Those two weren’t about to notice him. He’d followed them hoping he could overhear something, anything that he could tell his boss. He’d gotten exactly what he wanted.

He clutched at his cell phone as he relocked the door and made his way down the hall.

Azure stopped him, her body barely contained in a tiny skirt and a too-tight T-shirt. “Hey, Jesse. Kris is looking for you. And what’s with all the VIPs? Chazz said I had to work after hours. What does that mean?”

It meant she would end up fucking one of those men who were here, no doubt. Chazz viewed all the women with the exception of Kristen as convenient whores. But all he could do was shrug. “No idea. Maybe you should tell him you’re sick.”

She frowned and looked far older than her twenty-two years. “Nah, they look like they have money.”

Most of the girls who worked here came from the streets. They saw money as a way out. They couldn’t imagine that the streets of Hell were definitely paved with gold. And it wasn’t his job to correct her. “I’m sure they do. I
gotta
run an errand. Tell Kris I’ll be back later.”

He had a call to make. And he wanted to put himself as far away from that couple in the shower as he could get.