Spreading her sex again, Kade looked at the sopping wet folds. She was tiny. He was not sure she would handle him, and that was not just bragging on his part. Hell, most of the women he was with could not handle him without really working at it, and then they whined, complained about it. Sliding back between Zora’s legs, he watched her icy eyes as he lowered his mouth to her clit.
He was not gente, nor did he ease into it. The suction was intense from the start and Zora sucked in a breath and tried to turn from his mouth. Big hands held her hips in place, equally broad shoulders kept her thighs spread. Her clit was sucked and licked and flicked so expertly that Zora had no warning that she was going to cum. The wave smashed into her, leaving her breathless.
A small gush of fluid coated his chin as Zora peaked at just his mouth on her clit. Looking up the body bowed in the middle in front of him, he wiped off his face before planting his hands on the bed on either side of her rib cage. “Bad girl. You did not ask for permission.”
Zora trembled as she settled back onto the bed. The man had a talented mouth and had not done more than use it on her bean. She registered what he said and looked up at her hands to make sure they were still holding onto the headboard before turning her attention back to Kade. “I’m so sorry, Sir.”
Kade looked to her hands and grinned. She knew the rules. Do as you are told, use a respectful title, and do not cum without permission. She had broken the third. He leaned across the large bed and dug between the mattress and box spring.
Eyes growing wide, Zora knew what he was after. In her search for weapons, she had found his toys. Straps under the mattress. Both bedside table drawers with toys. Hooks on the closet wall of paddles and floggers and such. A black strap came up in his hand and he reached for her wrist.
Opening the buckle, Kade pulled on the wrist she still had crossed over her head. She was reluctant to let go of the pipe that made up the head of the bed. Her eyes were wary as she watched him stretch her arm out and fasten her in. He repeated the procedure on her other wrist. Tugging the straps on the ties, he pulled her arms tight with only a little give to tease her with the thought of getting loose.
Zora watched Kade as he leaned back over the bed and dove into a drawer. What had been in that one? She could not remember since his array of toys was extensive. He pulled a bottle of lube and a purple royal crown bag out. Oh, shit.
Kade sat up and placed the lube on her right near her hip. The purple velvet bag made a metallic clanking sound as he hefted it in his hand and grinned down at the woman watching him. “I haven’t played in a while. I’m going to enjoy this. And don’t you worry little one, all this is clean to keep you safe too, so you can enjoy it with no worries.”
Long, thick, elegant fingers opened the drawstring of the bag and fished out one of what was inside. A medium sized, surgical steel anal plug with a clear gem in the end was held aloft for her to see before he laid it on her trembling belly. “Since you did listen about your hands and kept them where I set them, I won’t use the big one.”
Catching her lower lip between her teeth, Zora looked up from the plug to the man between her legs. He had not given her permission to speak but had given her an out with a safe word. But she had no plans to use it. It had been a long time since she had played as well. She wanted this.
Kade watched Zora for any sign of hesitation, he would stop even if it killed him. When her lip popped from her mouth, swollen and wet he gave a small growl. “What little one?”
Zora met lust darkened eyes. It was no wonder she was pulled towards this man; he was on her plane of kink. “Please. Make me a good girl again.”
She was fucking perfect. Vanilla sex was so stale, even if he was a little rough about it. Here was a partner that wanted what he could give. “You’ll remember to use your word if you need too?”
She nodded at him. Kade splayed out on his stomach between Zora’s legs. He watched her as he licked from pussy to clit in strokes with his flattened tongue. Her eyes fell to half-mast but did not break from his. He reached for the plug and laid it on the bed against her ass since her ragged breaths were making it roll around as he suctioned back onto her clit in a move he knew she liked. He slid two fingers slowly into her body and worked them, rubbing her g-spot, feeling it change as her orgasm built.
Zora finally broke eye contact as her lids grew too heavy to keep open. The mixture of his mouth and fingers had her racing quickly to finish. Instead he pulled his fingers from her body and she felt him reach for the lube. She lifted her legs from the splay open position to clasp his head, to hopefully keep him doing what he was and not put in the plug, but he only pushed them away.
The snap of the lid had Zora flinching. Kade coated the plug before closing the lid and tossing the bottle to the other side of the bed. Pressing the tapered tip to her puckered hole, he returned to finger Zora’s pussy. This was punishment but he did not want to hurt her. Her body needed to relax.
The cold lube and plug had an instinctive clench of her pelvic floor before Zora relaxed. She breathed out and moaned as the burn of her ass opening around the plug mixed with what Kade was doing to her pussy had her ready to cum. She felt the plug push in and then Kade was pulling it back out before the widest part was past her back opening. He was using the same rhythm as his fingers to work her into accepting the metal object.
Kade pushed the wide part of the bulb in as her body was ready to fall into pleasure again and then gave a small tug on the jeweled end to make sure it was set. She gave a little whimper as he moved up her body. She was close but then only good girls get to cum. He told her so. “If you want to cum, you have to be a good girl and wait.”
Feeling a large body moving over hers, Zora opened her eyes. Pupils blown so wide that only a clear ring of blue shown, she gazed at the man hovering over her. As his lips latched onto hers, she arched up, fighting the restraints. She wanted to touch him. Pull him to her, in her.
Kade plundered her mouth. His tongue licking into her like he had her pussy. Hard strokes leaving her with no doubt he was serious of owning her. He bit her plush lower lip, licking after to soothe the hurt. He ran a hand down a slender arm to the quick release hidden on the strap. Her hand instantly came to his back with the cuff still attached, nails sinking into his ribs. He hissed as they came close to the gunshot wound she had given him. Funny thing, it had not hurt until then.
When her other hand was released, Zora ran both hands down his wide back, over muscles that bunched and strained under his hot skin to sink both hands of nails into his ass and pull his groin down to hers. She felt him start to draw back, so she grabbed his cock in one hand and arched up to meet him since he was still kneeling between her thighs, sinking him in halfway before he could move.
Eyes rolling in the back of his head at the hot velvet heat wrapped around him, Kade began moving in Zora, working his length into her. He had thought to glove up, but she was in a hurry. He would let her come and then pull out to finish his. He set a fast hard pace that she matched, taking a little more of him each time until he was balls deep in her. Fuck, she was a perfect fit. She took him all. All nine and a quarter inches of him in a few pushes.
Zora followed him, rolling her hips to grind her clit against him when he was on the in stroke. The plug had her feeling every inch of him and so full from both holes that she was not going to last long. He was pounding into her relentlessly. His cock hitting her deep, hips slapping hers and the plug. She dug her nails deeper into his ass as she primed for release. “Sir! Please!”
Kade grunted and increased his pace if that was even possible. He wrapped a big arm under her lower back and used it to jerk her up to meet him when her legs started to shake. “Come, little one, come all over this big cock.”
Zora slipped a hand between them and worked her clit in a small, rapid circle. Head thrown back, she felt her body start to shake along with her legs as her orgasm started deep in her pelvis and grabbed onto the cock inside her.
The f
eel of Zora’s inner walls clenching on him had Kade losing it as she cried out his name on a scream. His brain went blank as he filled her with spurt after spurt of his cock cream. He barely was able to think to keep his weight off her as he fell forward, his forehead pressed to her shoulder, hot breath on sweaty skin, big arm still wrapped around her to hold them together.
She wrapped her arms up over his back and held onto his shoulders as her body slowly stopped shaking. Kade eased up when she shifted and grunted when her palm made contact with his bandage. She made him smile into her soft skin with a one word answer to his earlier proprietary statement. Seemed she was a bit of a brat. “Maybe.”
~Chapter Eight~
Four in the morning.
O four hundred.
Blasting threw the speakers of the basement level was Dr. Hook’s Walk Right In.
Sawyer, Kade, Tech, Ghost, Weasley, and Tucker; the club officers; followed the music in various stages of undress into the ops cage. Zora sat on one leg in the big chair in front of the main wall of monitors. Hair in a sloppy bun on her head booping to the music, singing at the top of her lungs. The table around her laptop was littered with a coffee cup, soda cans, and energy drink shots. You could almost see her vibrate with all the caffeine.
All seven screens in the room were lit up, code running on several, footage playing at warp speed on others, a facial recognition program on the one to her left and the main held several frames she was flipping through with the touch screen feature. The men exchanged looks and tucked the guns they carried into stand down position.
And then she really got into the next song. Raise Hell blared out and she began gyrating in the chair as she used her right foot to push the chair to another keyboard and entered another command in. “You can’t raise hell with a saint. Young blood, came to start a riot.”
Roxette’s Dangerous came on next and Zora’s voice blended with the smoky tones of the lead. She slid to the other side of the table and scanned the monitor with a red flashing band that alerted her to some lines in the code that was running there. Then back to the middle of the largest table. She looked like a squirrel on crack as fast as her head was darting around at the screens running.
She stood suddenly, the chair flinging backwards as she jumped up in front of a program on the main screen and grabbed a tab on the lower left to enlarge to full size. With a definitive click of her print screen button, she yelled out. “Gottcha!”
The men looked to Tech who just shook his head.
Zora turned as a break in the songs alerted her to a noise behind her, her fist raised mid pump in victory. She looked at the men in the cage with her and the sleepy faces of the crowd behind them. Her eyes darted around behind the amber lenses of her glasses. The fist opened, turned, and she waggled her fingers at them all. With a sheepish smile, she reached behind her for the remote. “Morning.”
Kade rubbed his face with a groan. He had thought she was asleep when they finally crashed around two-thirty. She had been sprawled against his side, her arms and legs tangled with his. “What the hell, woman?”
“It’s almost lunch time in Moscow.” Zora turned to start shutting down her programs, her tone sarcastic like he should have known her answer.
Sawyer crossed his arms over his chest and glared at her. His early morning voice more growly than normal at the answer she gave. “Your hacking into something in Russia?”
Tech jumped into the room and began clearing screens and shutting down terminals. “What the hell! What if you were traced?”
Zora rolled her eyes and shook her head. “As if. I know what I am doing geek boy.”
Weasley and Ghost turned to the gathered crowd and began ushering them back upstairs. It was too early for this shit. They were going back to bed.
Sawyer looked at the caffeine tweaking woman. “Where is it Zora?”
Zora was shooting off an email as fast as her fingers would fly as she fought the timer that was Tech securing his computers. Her brain was only thinking of the work she had just done and getting it submitted for a payday when she answered. “Dad made me this place. For a rainy day. Got a nice set up but knew I wouldn’t get out of here without you knowing, yet.”
Sawyer and Kade shared a look as she went on. “Only way in is by jeep or something smaller like an ATV or horse. Got it all secured up at…”
Zora stopped typing and looked up. Even Tech had stopped what he was doing. Shit. She had almost told them where her safehouse was. Tossing a glare over her shoulder, she returned to her laptop.
As the last screen returned to the matrix code screen saver Tech used, Tucker stepped forward and tilted Zora’s head back so he could look at her pupils. By his count there were too many energy shots on the table. He hated the things; thought they were too full of chemicals and stimulants for the men upstairs let alone for a tiny wisp of a woman. Add in the coffee cup with an insulated carafe on its side on the floor under the desk, obviously empty, and the soda cans. The girl was high for sure, just not on drugs. “Follow my finger.”
Zora sighed and did as he asked. A sobriety test, really? She was fine. She had had more than was littered around before when she spent nearly thirty-six hours on a job in the past. “I got this.”
Tucker arched his brow at her and took her pulse. “And when you crash?”
She shrugged. She would be sick. So exhausted she would not be able to walk. A headache from hell. But they did not need to know that. It was preventable if she was able to burn it off but rarely did she have access to a gym at the hours she worked. She cut her eyes to Kade. Maybe he would wrestle with her. “With a little help, I won’t.”
Kade shook his head. Like hell would he fuck her into submission. He liked it wild but not when the chick was as high as a kite, even on caffeine. He gave Sawyer a dirty look when he laughed at him. “What? You should see my ass now.”
Rolling her eyes again, Zora shook her head. “That works but I wasn’t referring to sex. I was talking about hitting the mat. A real work out.”
“What the fuck? A real workout?” The men laughed at Kade’s outrage. She had just insulted his sexual prowess. Those on their floor had heard the two of them so they knew they had gone at it.
Shoulders rising again, Zora smiled at him. “What do you say? Want to see if I can kick your ass? Or are you afraid, big man?”
Kade stood in the sparring ring watching Zora lounge against the opposite corner panel, fingers laced above her head in the mesh. The octagonal surface was enclosed in rope netting since Lyndsie had vetoed the normal coated chain link. She did not want to have to be patching up people all the time since Tucker refused to do superficial things unless he was bored. “You wanted to play, little one. So, come on.”
Quirking her lips, Zora pushed off. He was going to regret calling her that here. Hair now in a braid down her back, she stood loose in front of him. Lyndsie had tried to get her to wear protective gear but she had only put in a mouth guard. She had only worn that and wrapped hands when fighting with her dad and was not going to put more on now. Even if Kade was one of the biggest men here, bigger than her dad.
Three hours later and Zora was still running full throttle and the crowd was back. Bets were even being laid. Tech came out of the cage and nodded to her, flipping the remote over his shoulder to the surround sound. Mo Bounce by Iggy came out with a flutter of tweeters. She loved her playlist. Rolling her neck and shoulders, Zora took off across the ring and launched herself in a superman punch at Kade.
And the punch connected! Kade staggered back to the calls from the men around the ring. Standing up, he wiped his lip and looked to his fingers. Blood coated the tips. He flicked his tongue over it, the salty metallic taste pissed him off. He closed his fists, covered in sparring gloves because he had not wanted to hurt her, and thought to himself, fuck this shit, if she wanted to play, they would play.
They danced around the octagon, Zora quick, landing punches and kicks. Kade trying to get his hands on her, occasionall
y knocking her down or back. The squirrel on crack was out in full force as she was a blur moving around. When Shake It Off came on, she laughed. Sweat was coating her body, making her workout clothes of shorty short compression pants and fitted tank stick to her body. But she felt the caffeine high burning off. Maybe she would take Kade on again in the shower if he was good boy.
With a leg sweep, Kade was on his back looking up at her. Zora flicked her fingers off her shoulder to Taylor saying to shake it off. Then she was dancing around the ring to the music as Kade did a kick up back to his feet.
This was so over. Kade had not had to hold back as much as he thought he would as she was damn fast. When he had connected, she had taken the hit and kept going. He did not know if it was her training or all the stimulants coursing in her. Probably both. I’m A Wanted Man came blaring out the speakers. Finally, something he could fight to.
Zora came in fast but came up short as Kade spun and grabbed her around the neck. His big hand pulled her to him, bending down to her level, face to face. “You about done, little one?”
Zora struggled in his grip. With a pirate sounding voice, she called out around her mouth guard. “Never!”
Kade shook his head and with his other hand braced between her shoulder blades, he lifted her as he stood up straight. With his strength in check, he slammed her to the mat. The men around called out oohs in sympathy as Zora lay there looking up at the ceiling.
Spitting her mouth guard out and bouncing it off his chest, Zora looked at Kade who was now standing straddle her. “Wanna hit the showers for round two, big man?”
Kade extended his hand to her. When Zora took it, he lifted her with enough force to launch her into the air where he caught her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Smacking her ass, he headed to the shower room in the back of the basement.
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