“I’ve had a lot of time to think over the last year, Andy, a chance to grow up and put things in perspective.” Her gaze was fixed on the mountains, but he doubted she was actually seeing much. “I have been juvenile, disrespectful, and a first-class pain in the ass toward you. I’d like to apologize for that.”
Did that mean she didn’t want him anymore? For some reason that thought left him hollow. He glanced over at her, torn between relief and emptiness, but the determination that shone in those green, green eyes sent apprehension skating up and down his spine.
“But I don’t regret it, Andy, not one little bit. You need someone to stop you from becoming nothing more than the personification of the badge you wear. You need someone who steps up in your face and proves that those scars you let cripple you don’t mean shit. And you need someone who knows that while the kinky little bondage games you used to play at the Kat are a part of you, they’re not all you have to offer.
“Give me one night, Andy. One night to prove I’m everything that you need. If you walk away afterward, I’ll never hassle you again.”
Andy felt like he’d been hit by a truck. Dazed didn’t even begin to cover it. This wasn’t the teasing innuendo or blatant seduction he was used to from Marley. This was open and direct and, from the resolve in her gaze, straight from a logic-driven heart.
One night with Marley, and if he walked, she’d leave him alone? Never before had a more tempting proposal been laid at his feet.
How long had it been since he’d slept with a woman? Months? Years? He couldn’t remember. All he could recall was the guilt afterward. Molly? Sissy? Her name eluded him. She’d come to him looking for the Dom who used to play at the Kat and hadn’t taken no for an answer, but when he’d given in she’d got none of the finesse he’d once commanded. No, he’d just tied her up and fucked her, hoping to hell she hadn’t noticed the condom was empty when he’d slipped it off. When she’d come calling the next day, he’d sent her on her way with an apology and a please don’t call again. It had taken weeks for her to realize he was serious about not seeing her again. He didn’t have time for wounded souls. He had his hands full with his own.
“You don’t want me, Marley.” His hands tightened on the wheel. “I’m not gentle, I’m not kind. You want more than to be just tied up and fucked, and that’s all I can offer you.”
“If tying me up is what it takes for you, I’ll do it, Andy. One night to do whatever you want.” She looked straight at him, completely rational and deadly serious. “I won’t call foul or hound you in the morning. I’ve spent half my life wanting you, and I’m getting too old to waste dreams on what I can’t have. One chance for us both to put an end to this one way or another. Please.”
It was the ‘please’ that got him. Marley had twitched her fine body under his nose every chance she got, danced all but naked in his cell when he’d locked her up, and cornered him and draped herself all over him more times than he could count, but she had never once come straight out and asked.
“One night, no regrets, and if I walk away you’ll never hassle me again?”
“And you’ll make my life an unmitigated hell if I don’t?”
“I knew you’d understand.” The grin he knew so well came to the fore. “There’ll be plenty of opportunities for that over the next couple of days. Emma’s bachelorette party, the wedding…”
He lifted a hand off the wheel to stem her list of possible torture opportunity. “I got it, Marley.” Andy fixed her with the stare that had made many a suspect break down and confess. “I won’t hold back, Marley. You’ll have me at my worse or not at all.”
“I don’t believe you would cause anyone pain, not even me.”
Andy laughed without humor. “By the time I’m finished, you’ll be wishing that a bit of pain was all you had to endure. I’ve got ways of tormenting a woman you’ve never dreamed of. It’ll be hours before you get any pleasure from me, and that’s only if I let you come at all.” He pulled into a gas station convenience store and cut the engine. “Yes or no, Marley? It’s the whole package or nothing.”
The wretch didn’t even hesitate. “I want it all.”
He rose to stand beside the bed and looked down at her with her arms tied comfortably above her head and her knees drawn up modestly. Only the play of her glitter-tipped toes in the coverlet gave away her nervousness. During the years he’d played at the Kat, he’d had countless women bound and at his mercy, but none of them had looked half as fine as Marley, and not one of them had looked up at him with love and acceptance overriding the fear-spiced arousal in their eyes.
Jerking his gaze from her face before he fell into the spell of those emerald pools, he trailed a fingertip over the rise of her breast, just grazing her areole, and watched it tightened further. Jealousy reared its ugly head once more.
“You haven’t got a single tan line. Who have you been flashing your body in front of?” Even he could hear the menacing edge to his voice.
Marley gave a quirky little smile, and Andy gritted his teeth as he tried to break free of the possessive fog. The wench was amused at his display of emotion.
“Andy, the property I was living on was the size of Sheridan County. Privacy is something I had plenty of.”
“Well, we’ve got plenty of that right now.” He shoved a pillow beneath her hips before he reached into the bag and pulled out the two dog collars he’d purchased. Puzzlement crossed her face but swiftly faded as he reached for her nearest thigh. He didn’t make her spread them yet, just placed a collar above each knee. Her silky skin had him yearning to burrow against it, to rub his cheek against the incredible softness like a cat, but he held himself in check. If he didn’t keep his touch impersonal, more than his body would get involved, and that he couldn’t risk.
After securing the rope to the ring on the furthermost collar, Andy reached beneath the bed for the other end. He didn’t even have to put his hands on her. She spread her thighs of her own accord, her knees falling softly to each side and exposing the pink petals of her pussy glistening with dew.
His hands shook in time with the throbbing of his cock as he fumbled with the knot to secure her wide. Her breathing came faster as he looked his fill. Like a pink-hued pearl, her little clit stood proud, peeking out from beneath its protective hood. Her shining inner labia pouted just enough to see the entrance to her weeping cunt. Before his eyes it clenched hungrily, making the rosy brown star below bob and dance. Andy took a deep breath as he prayed for control, a mistake he soon realized as her scent filled his nostrils and played havoc with his brain.
It would be so easy just to slide into that welcoming cunt, take his pleasure and walk away, but that would be cheating Marley, and cheating him. He dug deep for control and sat his hip on the edge of the bed. He took his time selecting a toy in an effort to regain control of his wayward cock, but the monster wasn’t coming to heel today.
Her eyes were on him rather than the larger of the two vibrators that he had in his hand, caressing his shoulders and devouring his chest beneath the shirt. “Take it off.”
“You aren’t in a position to make demands, Marley.”
“No. Not yet,” he added when hurt mingled with the disappointment crossing her face.
He distracted her with the humming head of the plastic cock, circling each areole until her nipples stood up and begged. “Do you like a soft touch here or a hard one, Marley?”
Anything? He’d find out soon enough just how true that was, but only after he’d seen just how slow her clit was to react to direct stimulation. Her body writhed, sleek muscles playing beneath her skin as he dragged the vibrating toy down the center line of her body. She arched and squirmed when he circled her curls and then made him chuckle as she groaned in disappointment when he took it away completely. He slicked the head with lube before picking up where he left off and teasing her outer labia. If Marley hadn’t said she was so slow to arouse he’d swear she was only moments from orgasm. Her skin was flushed, her pulse rapid and her hips rocked searchingly. He watched the head of the toy part her pussy, wishing it was his cock her hot cream spilled down as he stroked from her tight little asshole to her clit.
She jumped as the toy caressed her clit, her eyes opening wide and her mouth forming an O of surprise. “Oh, Christ! I’m gonna…”
“Come,” Andy finished for her, watching in astonishment as Marley arched and shudders wracked her body. Holy shit! She’d come faster than any sub he’d ever played with. He kept the vibrator pressed to her mons until the shudders died away to an occasional twitch.