Sexed Into Submission (13 page)

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Ryder hasn’t
spoken a word, or even glanced in my direction since we got inside the car. With both hands on the steering wheel, his knuckles are white and the muscles in his forearms spasm. Clearly, Sailor has gotten to him. I know now isn’t the time to probe for information, but I can’t take the silence. Maybe it isn’t Sailor at all. Maybe it’s me.

“
You’re bleeding,” I say, acknowledging the blood trickling at the corner of his mouth. “You could go to jail, Ryder. Sailor’s mother is a judge, and his father is the chief of police—” Startled, I shut my mouth when he removes his hand from the wheel and pounds his fist against the dashboard.

“
Do you honestly think I give a damn about going to jail? He was coming for you, Piper,” he bellows.

“You may not care if you go to prison, but I do,” I shout back. “You fucked me in the pantry because I turned you on by hurting Sailor, or so you said, but is that the real reason
? Or is it because you felt threatened by Sailor?” I ask. Ah, I touched a nerve. He grinds his hand around the steering wheel and inhales a deep breath through his nose.

Unbuckling the
seatbelt, I put my knees in the seat and turn to face him. Leaning over the middle console, I take my tongue and lick the metallic, bittersweet trail away. My gesture proves my devotion to him, only him. “If you did, you shouldn’t,” I assure him.

“I don’t get threatened
. I threaten others. Now, sit down and buckle up.”

When we approach the intersection, Ryder makes a right toward my place. Instead of screaming in protest, I bite my tongue and pretend I’m not disappointed that we won’t be tangling ourselves up in each other tonight. As he comes to a stop in my drive, I sling the door open and hurry out of the car. Ryder stands from his car, but I ignore him and stomp to my door. When I insert my key into the lock, Ryder’s hand covers mine. “Belleza, calm down,” he coaxes, tracing my knuckles.

Turning the key, I unlock the door. Then, I remove my hand from under his,
open the door, and head straight for my kitchen. My head is spinning with emotions. Am I mad at Ryder, or am I pissed with myself for allowing myself to care about him? I don’t fucking know. Fucking cupid, shooting arrows with his off-the-wall aim.

Reaching inside my freezer, I retrieve my emergency stash of whiskey and grab a shot glass from the cupboard. Removing the cap, I fill the glass and bring it to my lips. “Don’t you fucking do it,”
Ryder snarls, leaning with his side against the wall, hands tucked into his pockets, and ankles crossed. I want to defy him as much as I want to fuck him.

With the rim of the glass at my mouth, I part my lips. “I swear to God,
belleza, if so much as a drop touches your tongue, you won’t be able to sit for a month once I’m through with you,” he warns. Hesitantly, I lower the glass and slam it to the counter. “Good choice,” he smirks. “Now, tell me why you have the sudden urge to drink. You had a glass of champagne at dinner. That’s all you need.”

Sub Piper and defiant Piper are
battling it out in my brain. My sub strength encourages me to be calm and collective. My feisty side tells me to kick him out of my house and never let him come back. I don’t do love. I just don’t. Yet, here I am, madly in love with this man, and I don’t even know his last name. “You, Ryder. You ‘re why I want to drink,” I answer honestly. Pushing off the wall, he walks over and looks at me as if I’ve just slapped him across his face.

When we’re toe-to-toe, I avoid his eyes and stare at his chest. “Me? I’m the reason you want to drink?” he asks. “Look at me, beauty. Enlighten me,” he orders, holding my face between his hands a
nd tilting my head back.

“You ca
me into my life, shook my world, and flipped it upside down. I’m confused and dizzy from all the emotions; fear, joy, anger, lust, lo—” I slip, but he doesn’t catch it.

“And you think it’s easy for me? Don’t you think I’m experiencing those same feelings? I’m feeling things I’ve never felt before, and
let me tell you something; jealousy is the worst. In all my life, I’ve never been jealous for anything or anyone. For Christ’s sake, belleza, I almost killed a guy for you tonight,” he sighs. Running his hands up the front of his face and back through his hair, he steps to me and then wraps one of his arms around my waist to pull me to him. Twirling one of my curls around his finger, he asks, “You threw a temper tantrum because I brought you here. Why?”

“I was disappointed that you’d had enough of me,” I admit.
Removing his fingers from my hair, he makes a V under my chin and holds my face firmly. Then, he kisses me tenderly, and affectionately. His lips are soft, warm, and exploring. My heart’s skipping beats and I’m losing all control, but for once I’m content with that.

“
Nena, there’s no way I will ever have enough of you. Now go pack your things, you’re going to stay with me for a bit. While I don’t believe Sailor will come after you, I’m not going to risk you getting hurt because I left you alone.” He may not believe Sailor will come for me, but I do. Sailor gets what he wants, regardless, and he wants me. All Ryder did tonight by kicking his ass was pour gasoline on a fire. In the deep pits of my stomach, I know Sailor’s coming for me. It’s just a matter of when.

Sixteen

Ryder

“Fucking perfection,” I growl, tickling my fingers up the back of her thighs. Standing back, I observe my bound, blonde beauty. Piper’s dressed in a leather bondage harness that accentuates her voluptuous tits, has an open crotch, and exposes her firm ass. With her arms folded back over the bar, and her wrists restrained to the harness by her hips, she’s sexy enough to make the strongest master fall to his knees.

Securing a blindfold around her eyes, I lick down her spin
e until I come in contact with her tight asshole. Spreading her cheeks, I swirl my tongue around her rim to slicken it. “How long has it been, belleza?” Using the tip of my pinky, I probe her asshole gently.

“Almost a year, Ryder,” she answers. Unlike most women, she doesn’t resist
or bear down, but relaxes and allows me to push the rest of my finger inside.

“Good girl, Piper,” I commend,
kissing the back of her thigh. Setting the crop on the floor beside me, I lift my free hand and worship her ass. “You want me to make this mine, Piper. You want me to fuck you here?”

Instead of answering me, she bends her knees and lifts her ass up and down—fucking my finger. Without warning, because I’ve done enough of that shit with her, I slap her ass. “Yes, Ryder. I want you to fuck me there,” she sighs. Retracting my finger, I pick up my crop and
get up to stand in front of her.

“Spread your
legs for me, Piper.” I didn’t bind her legs because whenever I ready to fuck her, I don’t want anything preventing me from lifting her off the floor and diving into her. Once her legs are spread, I run the tip of my crop along her sides, and the insides of her thighs. Tapping the leather quickly, and in random places around her chest, I whack each of her nipples fast and hard.

“
Aghh,” she groans, tossing her head back.

“Earlier, my love, you had a slip,” I begin, fluttering the crop along her stomach. “You almost admitted to loving me, but stopped yourself. Why?” I ask, smacking each of her sides. “You didn’t think I heard you, but I did. Do you love me, mi
querida?”

She flinches, but she doesn’t answer my question. Goddammit, she will learn to answer me without me reminding her. Crouching
down, I kiss her pretty pussy, and slap the insides of her thighs with the fierce leather tip. Gasping, she pulls her legs together.

“
Keep your legs spread for me and I’m going to give you a great treat,” I promise. She parts her legs and I insert my index and middle finger into her dripping, responsive cunt. She pants, and moans, but never answers my question. With my thumb stroking her clit, I lower my pinky into her asshole.

“Oh
, my God, Ryder. Please,” she cries. With my other hand, I drop the crop and reach up to caress each of her breasts.

“Please, Ryder. Please let me come,” she begs, bowing her knees.

“What did I tell you about these long, beautiful legs, beauty? Keep them spread,” I warn, stilling all hand movement.

“I’m sorry,” she pants, immediately extending them into their previous position.

Lowering my thumb, I replace it with my mouth and suck her clit. Massaging her G-spot, and sucking and biting her swollen nub, her pussy starts to compress my fingers. “Don’t do it, Piper. You fucking hold it,” I order, picking my crop from the floor and swatting each of her taut nipples.

“I can’t,” she whimpers.

“You can, and you will. Open your mouth.” Pulling my fingers from her simmering channel, I stand and insert them into her mouth. “Suck,” I instruct.

“
Mmm,” she moans, taking in her delectable arousal.

“I take good care of you, don’t I?” With her lips sealed around my fingers, she nods. “Let go,” I command. When she opens, I pull my hand away and walk over to grab the flogger.
This one is less intense than the others I’ve used on her. Although this one has more tails, they’re a mixture of leather and suede, making its bark louder than its bite.

Whirling the tails, I flick my wrist and whip them across her torso. With her high pain tolerance, she moans instead of flinching
. Walking a circle around Piper, I strike her ass, back, shoulders, thighs, and breasts. Each time she lets out a pleasing moan, I lash harder. I don’t use enough force to break her skin or leave welts, just enough to redden her skin. Each time the tails sound against her skin, I watch her legs to be sure she keeps them outspread.

“
Belleza, I asked you a question, yet you didn’t answer me,” I remind, lashing the tails across her ass. This time, she gasps. Hunkering, I massage her heated cheeks and passionately kiss every inch of both sides. “Even though I don’t like to repeat myself, I’m going to ask you one last time. Do you love me, Piper?”

She hangs her head. “I’m not answering that, Ryder,” she sighs.

“Oh, but you will, mi amor. I guarantee it,” I give her my word. Obviously, I can’t beat it out of her. She comes every damn time, so I’m going to tease it out of her. I walk over to the chest where I finally placed my equipment, and remove the butterfly nipple clamps and a small, beaded vibrating anal plug. Placing the clamps and plug beside her foot, I cup her face with one hand and squeeze her cheeks. Then, I crash my lips to her and kiss her roughly. She could have had five orgasms by now, but she’s so damned headstrong and difficult.

Releasing her face, I lower my lips to her nipples and suck them before latching the clamps. “You
feel this chain, belleza? I tug it and it tightens,” I tell her, pulling the chain to tauten her nipples. “Wet this,” I instruct, pushing the plug into her mouth. “That’s good. Open up.” Crouching, I slip my tongue along the crack of her ass, give a few smacks and kneads, and slowly insert the first two beads on the plug. Piper lets out a slow breath and mumbles something under her breath. “What’s that, nena?” I call her out, pushing the plug deeper.

“It feels so fucking good,” she responds.

“You could have had five orgasms by now, if you weren’t so damned headstrong and difficult.” Turning the vibrations to mid speed, I dip my head between Piper’s legs and devour her.

“Holy fuck,” she pants, wiggling her hips.

“Be still, beauty,” I urge, reaching up and pulling the chain attached to the clamps. Right away, her hips still. Placing my hand to the vibrating plug, I increase the speed to the highest setting. Then, I plunge my fingers inside her desirable cunt
and twirl them in circles as I alternate nibbling her clit and lapping her juices.

“Please, please, please…” she begs
, breathless

“Please what, Piper?” Her legs start to wobble,
so I slap her ass to remind her to keep them stiff and broad.

“I need you inside of me, please.”
Withdrawing my fingers, I suck her pussy one long, hard time before standing.

“Answer my question,” I encourage,
running the head of my cock up and down her slit.

“I can’t,” she sighs.

“Dammit, Piper, if it takes me keeping you here all damn night, you will say it,” I snap.

She shakes her head.

“No?” I whisper, probing her slippery entrance with only my swollen tip. Being the impatient beauty she always is, she squeezes the bar with her arms and pulls her legs up to wrap them around my waist. Mischievously smiling, she thrust her pelvis and my dick disappears inside her. I rock against her a few times, just to give her a taste of what she’s missing. Then, I pull out of her entirely, yank the clamps chain, and pinch her clit. A satisfied moan passes Piper’s lips.

“You want to feel me, Piper? You want me to fuck you hard and put you out of your misery?” She nods. “Then just fucking say it,” I seethe.

“Fine,” she screams out.

“Fine, what,
nena?” I take her face between my hands and get ready to kiss her until she’s fighting for air, as soon as those three words pass her lips.

“I love you, dammit. Now, please, fuck me,”
she groans.

Capturing her mouth, I d
rive my hard and ready cock deep inside her pussy. “Are you ready to come?”

“Yes, please,” she whispers.

“You may come. Let it go,” I encourage, slowly removing the vibrating anal plug. With each retracting bead, she screams my name. “Yes, Piper, scream my name. Wear it out.” Dropping the plug to the floor, I fuck her until her voice goes hoarse and her body trembles. Reaching behind her head, I remove the blindfold and stare into her defeated eyes. Pushing my cock deeper, I coat her tight, luscious cunt with my seed. “Te amo, belleza. You hear me? I fucking love you,” I breathe into her mouth.

Releasing her wrist
s from the restraints, she falls limply into my arms, and I lower us to the floor. Covered in sweat, emotionally and physically drained, we curl up and fall asleep.