PlaybyPlay (8 page)

As soon as Joshua and his team left the garage she looked up
at Seth. “What’s going to happen to her?”

“Joshua is going to hand her over to LVPD and we’ll file
charges.” He shrugged. “Although I don’t think there is much we can do. She’s
guilty of stalking and trespassing, but in Vegas, there’s no space in an
already overcrowded jail for people like her—”

“So she’ll just get away with what she did!”

“We’ll get a restraining order so that if she comes near
you, she’ll be arrested, but I don’t think you’ll have to worry about her
anymore.”

Katherine wasn’t so sure about that, but now that she knew
who was threatening her, she could honestly say she wasn’t afraid anymore.
Shannon was definitely a bit crazy, but she’d never been violent. Katherine
didn’t think Shannon would ever harm her, which was probably why she’d sent the
notes in the first place. The most Shannon was capable of were empty threats.

“Why are you so sure she’ll just leave me alone, just like
that?”

“She only targeted you because she thought your ex was
cheating on her with you. Now that she knows he’s not, she’ll turn her
attention elsewhere.”

Katherine snorted. “Yeah. So she’ll turn her psycho
attention to whoever he
is
cheating on her with?” She shook her head.
“Somehow it just doesn’t seem right that some unsuspecting girl could be
targeted and threatened by her.”

Seth shrugged. “That’s the risk you take when you mess with
someone’s husband.”

Katherine nodded but she didn’t quite agree. When she’d discovered
Ricky was leaving her for her one of her closest friends, she’d been pissed at
both
of them, not just Shannon. Sure, she could have stalked Shannon, maybe even
beat her up, but where would be the dignity in that? It just wasn’t worth it.
In the end, she’d brought a quick and quiet end to her marriage and simply
walked away.

“So what about Ricky?” Katherine questioned Seth, “What’s
going to happen to him?”

“The most the cops can do is bring him in, question him. If
he’s been stalking you too, they’ll insist he stop, of course, and we’ll get a
restraining order against him too, but I don’t think he’s guilty of that. I
wouldn’t be surprised if his mistress lives somewhere near you. I’ll bet that
it’s just a coincidence that he happened to drive by your home either to or
from her place. If Shannon had actually followed him, she probably would have
found out who he’s
really
been cheating on her with.”

Katherine shook her head. That figured. Shannon had always
been impulsive, never completely thinking through a plan to be sure of its
soundness. If she’d stalked Ricky and not Katherine, she probably wouldn’t even
be in this mess.

Katherine let out a shaky sigh. If only Shannon
had
stalked
Ricky and not her. Katherine would have been spared weeks of sleepless nights
and constant anxiety.

“I hope you’re right. After what Shannon said, I’d hate to
think that both her
and
Ricky were obsessed with me.” She dreaded the
very notion. This had been such an ordeal, she just hoped it was all finally
over.

Seth closed the distance between them and pulled her flush
against him to wrap her in his arms. “I actually think she was telling the
truth about that. He probably
is
still obsessed with you.”

She frowned at the mysterious grin on his face. “But you
just said—”

“That he wasn’t stalking you.” He cupped her cheek. “But I
have no doubt he’s still obsessed with you. I would be too if I’d done
something so foolish as to let you get away.”

The look in his eyes took her breath away and she flashed
him a small smile just as he placed his lips against hers in a quick, gentle
kiss that made every cell in her body come alive.

When he lifted his head, that dark, intense look that she’d
come to recognize shadowed his golden gaze and her heart stuttered.

“Now that I know you’re safe and that we know who’s been
stalking you, we can finally settle this lingering issue between us.”

“Issue?”

“Of your punishment.”

She started to defend herself but snapped her mouth shut
when he shook his head. “I told you not to leave the house and yet you sneak
out when I’m in the shower—”

“I didn’t
sneak
out. Sneaking implies creeping and I
walked
out. Besides, I left a note.”

“And had your stalker been truly dangerous,” he continued as
if she hadn’t spoken, “you could have been seriously hurt, or worse.” He seized
her arm and walked her over to his car. “You’re reckless, Katherine, reckless
and impulsive and you deserve to be punished for disobeying me.”

She bit her tongue because she knew arguing with him was
futile. He would punish her regardless, but then she’d known that the moment
she’d left. A shudder raced through her. If she was honest with herself, she
could admit that she’d deliberately left her home, knowing that when he caught
up to her, he would have no choice
but
to punish her.

“I plan to spend the rest of the day punishing you, until
you know exactly who is in charge.”

She shivered at what she knew he had in store for her,
although she wouldn’t be her if she didn’t protest, if she didn’t at least put
up a fight. “But that’s not fair, I left a note….” Whatever she was going to
say next died on her lips when he opened the trunk of the car and she saw it.

Black leather corset, matching “fuck me” heels, a leather
collar with a chain link leash, a black flogger and silver handcuffs?

What the hell!
She looked up at him. “Let me guess.
You just happen to carry a readymade bondage kit in your car for emergencies?
Just like a spare tire. Never know when you’re gonna need it, right?”

His lips twitched and she knew he was fighting back a smile.
“The shoes and corset are yours. I got them out of your closet last night while
you were in the shower. The rest is mine, and since you already know about me
and Joshua, you should know I asked him to bring this over with my things the
first night I stayed at your house.”

“What? Why?”

Seth shrugged. “Truthfully, I don’t know. I just had a
feeling I was going to have to discipline you at some point.” His eyes
flickered with desire. “And I guess I was right.”

“I think I’m offended. While I was here fighting for my life
you were dallying about, grabbing stuff to punish me with. Where are your
priorities?”

He flashed her a wolfish grin and settled his hand against
the small of her back as if to say he knew exactly what his priorities were—and
clearly she was number one. “I put this all in my trunk last night while you
were sleeping. Like I said, I knew this would come in handy someday very soon.”
He frowned. “I didn’t realize it would be the next day, but I shouldn’t be
surprised. You enjoy defying me only to be punished in return.”

“And what? You wanted your bondage kit on hand so that you
could punish me at work?” His stoic silence was answer enough and she was
incredulous, even as her body tingled at the notion of him disciplining her
within the confines of her office.

He tried to nudge her forward but she dug in her heels,
eliciting a sigh from him. “Time for stalling is over, sweetheart.”

She opened her mouth to protest that she wasn’t stalling,
although she was, but he shook his head, silencing her.

“Get in, Katherine,” he whispered against her ear. “We have
a long day ahead of us, and it starts with you playing dress-up.”

* * * * *

Katherine glanced at her discarded clothes on the back seat,
then down at herself. She was dressed for decadence and pure sin. Seth had sat in
the front seat watching her as one by one, she’d donned the pieces of the
outfit he’d laid out for her.

Now up front in the passenger seat, she stretched out in the
small space, noticing how the stiletto heels made her average legs look longer,
while the corset barely covered the top swells of her ass, which was completely
bare in Seth’s car seat. She ran her fingers across the soft satin of the dark
corset, then along her thighs. A slight tremor raced through her when she slid
her hands around her neck and fingered the leather collar. She accidentally
brushed the chain link leash, drawing Seth’s attention.

“Come here,” he whispered as he turned on the car and with
one hand maneuvered out of the garage, while the other slowly twisted in
circles, wrapping the length of the chain around itself, pulling her closer
until her face was inches from his lap.

She looked up then and their eyes met, yet neither said a
word. Pulsing desire stirred her body in forbidden ways and her hands shook as
she undid his pants to pull out his hard and throbbing cock.

Precum already leaked from the head of his engorged length
and she licked at it with her tongue, her belly coiling as passion rocked her
and she sink slowly down his shaft, taking him all the way to the back of her throat.
He gasped and curled one hand around the back of her head, gently guiding her
sucking mouth.

Up and down she bobbed her head on his cock, sucking him
hard until he was panting beneath her, digging his nails into her scalp.

“Katherine,” he breathed out on a hoarse groan. The taste of
him on her lips was heady, intoxicating, and she worked her mouth faster,
swirling her tongue around the uneven ridges of his thick shaft.

She swallowed him again, this time as far as she could go,
causing him to jerk against her with a sharp curse. Although she hadn’t
realized it, at some point, he’d put the car in park and cut the engine.
Arching into her, he thrust his hips upward, sending his cock surging deep into
her mouth, down her throat. He pumped into her once, twice, three more times
before he stiffened and groaned out her name. She tightened her lips around him
as she felt him swell in her mouth. Seconds later his cock erupted, spurting
jets of warm semen down her throat that she eagerly swallowed until he softened.

She let him slip from her mouth and sat up when he relaxed
his hold on her head. He quickly righted his clothing then released her chain
and slipped out of the car. That’s when she realized they were at her home.
He’d pulled into the garage and closed the door.

She piled out of the car and began to walk, but stopped when
he shook his head. He grabbed a hold of her chain again, and she noticed he had
the flogger and cuffs tucked beneath his arm.

“Now you may walk.”

He led her behind him as he entered her home.

Had someone told her she’d be following behind Seth, dressed
in practically nothing, as his slave, with a collar and leash, she would have
sworn they were delusional, denied it vehemently. She was certain she would
have been mad as hell at the very notion. But in that moment, she wasn’t mad at
all. Quite the opposite. Every inch of her tingled, her pussy quivered, hot and
ready for his penetration. She bit back a moan as the folds of her cunt grew
wetter and the stiff peaks of her breasts scraped against the rough fabric of
the corset. No, she wasn’t upset at all. She relished Seth’s dominance over
her, openly accepted it, and even now, knowing she was about to be punished,
her body craved it.

Seth led Katherine behind him until they reached the bedroom.
Once inside he removed the leash, but he kept the collar in place. He liked her
in his collar, knowing that she was his slave, his to do with whatever he
pleased.

Katherine stood in the center of the room, watching and
waiting, and his body tightened when she ran her tongue across her full, ripe
lips, something she did only when she was nervous. He liked that she was a bit
nervous and yet she didn’t question him, didn’t speak at all. He’d never
expected Katherine to surrender so effortlessly, so completely to him, but
every time he took her, commanded her to please him, she did it with her whole
heart—her very soul.

He closed the distance between them, absently running his
hands along her soft, bare skin. He touched her because he could, but also
because he couldn’t bear not to. She was beautiful—his perfect submissive—but
she was more than that. She was simply perfect for him. A fist closed around
his heart. Now that he’d had her, mastered her, claimed her, there was no way
he’d ever give her up, there was no way that he could, which left him
wondering, now that he had no excuse to be around her 24/7, how he would ever
leave her side.

He ushered her over to the bed, deciding he didn’t want to
think about that right now. All he wanted to think about was punishing
Katherine, pleasuring her, pleasing her.

“Get on the bed, facedown.”

She scrambled atop the bed and did exactly as he’d
commanded. Grasping her hands, he secured one cuff around her wrist, then
looped it through the headboard and fastened the second cuff around her other
wrist.

With her arms stretched out, she turned her head to the side
to stare at him. His gut tightened at the look in her eyes—full of trust and
something else, a darker, deeper emotion that he wasn’t quite ready to examine
just yet.

He held her gaze as he grabbed the flogger off the bed and
her eyes widened as she watched him caress the soft, braided leather, his
movements sensual, seductive.

He brought the flogger down against the bare skin of her ass
while she was still mesmerized by the sight of it. She closed her eyes on a
soft gasp, bracing herself against the sharp sting.

“Relax, Katherine,” he whispered, running his palm, across
the silken smooth globes of her round ass. “It will only hurt worse if you
tense up.”

She opened her eyes and nodded, and then he struck her
again. This time she groaned, but she didn’t clench her eyes shut, and tension
didn’t course through her body so strongly.

He alternated between flogging her and caressing her soft
flesh until he knew the lines blurred between pain and passion for her. That’s
when he knew she was ready. Instead of caressing her after a strike, he pushed
aside her thong and parted the swollen, pink folds of her pussy to shove one
finger inside her heat. Her wetness coated his thrusting digit so he added
another and then a third. With one hand he brought the flogger down against the
fleshy globes of her ass, and almost as soon as the leather slid off her body,
he speared her cunt with his fingers.