Between The Sheets (A Naughty Box Production Book 1)

by Carmichael, Kim;

  ©Text Copyright 2014 Chelle

  Cover By Rue Volley

  All rights reserved

  This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this novel are fictitious and are products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual events, or locales or persons, living or dead are entirely coincidental.

  Chapter 1

  It was our one year anniversary . I planned a special night for Eric. I couldn't wait till he got home. He had to work late because someone crashed the company’s computer system. He's the IT supervisor, so he had to fix it.

  I met him at a local club during a BDSM theme night. I couldn’t resist him standing in the corner wearing nothing but black leather pants that laced at the waist. He held a curled up whip in his hands, just watching everyone mingle with his icy blue eyes that shimmered like a moonlit lake. The moment his eyes met mine I felt the world dissolve around me. It was only us two in the room. I heard no other sounds but the beating of my own heart as he made his way across to me. He was tall and lean. The way the muscles in his legs flexed and bunched as he approached me had my insides fluttering with delight. When he got to me and introduced himself, his voice poured over me like molten lava. Dark and seductive, a total contradiction to the fair-haired beauty that stood before me. The hair a top his head looked like spun silk the palest yellow I had ever seen. So ethereal.

  He took me to a private room that night. The aura of dominance radiated from him. The room he picked had a simple four-poster bed in he center with leather cuffs hung on all the posts. My arousal coated my thighs as thoughts of what could happen flitted through my mind. I didn't know him at all, yet here I was, in a private room, ready to be tied up.

  “Do you have a safe word?” His voice commanded attention.

  “Pineapple.”

  “Have you filled out a list of limits?”

  I handed him the paper I had tucked in the garter of my outfit. There weren't any pockets in the corset, so I didn't know where else to stick it. They had insisted everyone fill one out and carry it with them. If we decided to play, we had this already figured out. The monitors checked the rooms. Anyone playing could use red as a safe word too, and the bouncers would stop all activities.

  He read over the limits. A smile graced his handsome face. “My name is Eric.”

  “I'm Mariana.” I gave him my best seduce the pants off of him smile.

  “Nice to meet you Mariana. Are you sure you're ready for this?”

  “What do you mean?” Did reading my list tell him I had no idea what I was doing?

  “Well, you don't walk like a submissive. You hold your head up. You make eye contact and don't look away.” He walked towards me, crowding my space. The scent of peppermint tingled in my nose.

  “I'm new. I didn't know. I'm curious.” My voice cracked with nerves.

  “Oh, a bondage virgin.” His eyes grew dark and hungry.

  “I…do you want to teach me?” I fidgeted with my hands, my nervousness getting the best of me.

  “It would be my pleasure.” A dangerous smile took over his face.

  A shiver raced along my spine, and my voice came out in a ragged gasp. “What do you want me to do?”

  “Take a breath and relax. You didn't put a whole lot of limits on this paper. So we are going to take this very slow and easy tonight.” His body invaded my space. “Are you sure you don't want to rethink your list?”

  “I'm sure.”

  His hand moved up to cup my cheek, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. The look in his eyes seared into my soul.. He looked hungry, like a man starved and I was the buffet. His fingers moved along my jaw, and along my shoulders. His fingers intertwined with mine. My hands shook, and fire blazed along my nerves, in the wake of his touch.

  “Close your eyes.” His voice whispered across my ear.

  I obeyed, letting his touch ground me in the dark. My heart sped up, hammering out at staccato beat in my chest. His hands stroked up my arms, and down my sides. My skin broke out in goose bumps. My arousal spiked, sending wetness onto my thighs. Such simple touches instantly brought me to the brink of insanity.

  “The only words I want to hear from you, are your safe word or I want to hear you begging to come. Do you understand?” His tongue flicked across my ear.

  “Y-yes. I understand.” My voice came out laced with lust.

  “Good girl.” The simple statement caused my core to clench with need. I'd never been this turned on before.

  Eric pushed me back until my knees hit the bed. “Lie down and put your arms above your head.”

  The cool satin of the sheets, contrasted with my over heated skin. The smooth material, rubbed along my spine, as I slid to the top of the bed. My arms stretched above my head until my hands grazed the headboard. The pillows were soft and my head sunk into them. I had kept my eyes closed. His hands traveled from my ankle to my thigh. He pushed my legs apart, shouldering his body between them. I felt his breath blow across my center. My body clenched, and I stifled a moan.

  “Now, we are going to play a game. I'm going to restrain your hands and feet.”

  The butter-soft leather, came around first one wrist then the other. My hands were attached in the center of the headboard, arching my back, and thrusting my breast forward. The cuffs went to my ankles next. He secured them to the posts at the foot of the bed. My legs splayed wide open leaving nothing to the imagination. His warm hands brushed against the swell of my breast as he unlaced the corset.

  My breath came in a ragged gasp. Unable to control myself any longer, I tried to move towards where I thought he was. His chuckle broke the silence, when I only moved a little.

  “Now, now. Patience is a virtue.”

  “But, I thought-”

  “Where did my good girl go? The one who understood the rules?” His voice took on a commanding tone.

  “I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing.” I sounded meek even to my own ears.

  “That is your freebie. Do you have any other questions before we continue?”

  “No. Yes. I don't know.”

  “Well which is it?” His hand stroked my cheek, brushing my hair behind my ear.

  “I'm nervous. I don't know what to ask, because I don't know what to do.” I blurted out.

  “Okay. I'm going to blindfold you so we can keep your eyes closed. Then I just want you to let go. Let me lead you into this world slowly. I won't hurt you and we won't do anything severe tonight.”

  I relaxed a little. I didn't know this man, but it was a safe club. There were monitors and rules. I needed to let go and see where this went. My body trembled with desire, from being restrained and we hadn't even done anything yet. The silken blindfold blocked event he tiniest ray of light from my eyes. His hands were gentle, as he secured it behind my head.

  “ Mariana. Relax and feel.” His voice sent shivers along my spine.

  The room was silent, aside from my ragged breathing. The shutting of a drawer drew my attention to the right of me. I thought I came from the right. A whisper of a touch glided down my leg. The same feeling circled my breast, teasing the hardened peak. A sharp pinch on my thigh, followed by a soothing tongue. My mind raced, my body trying to take in all the sensations at once. The whisper ticked around my center, causing wetness to leak onto my thighs. A moan escaped my lips.

  I felt the bed depress beside me. A hand brushed my hair from my forehead. His breath tickled my cheek. Eric's tongue licked at the seam of my lips. Another soft moan escaped, as he slanted his mouth over mine. The kiss grew passionate and hungry as he demanded access. His tongue wound around mine. I leaned into him and slipped my tongue into his mouth. He sucked my bottom lip, gently biting before he pulled away.

  My body an inferno, I needed more than teasing licks and kisses. I struggled against the bonds, trying to lean into where he sat. I needed something, but didn't know what it was. I only knew he had started a fire, a blazing need, within me an only he could put it out. His shoul
ders pressed into my thighs. His hands circled my center, never touching where I needed it most.

  “Please, Eric.” The breathy plea broke free from my throat.

  “Good girls get rewarded.” His fingers rubbed along my core, spreading around my arousal.

  He worked his finger up and down my slit, stopping to circle the tightened bundle of nerves at the top. My legs trembled, as my orgasm built. I was heading towards a cliff, no longer sure if I could fly. His mouth replaces his fingers, and I jerked against the restraints. His tongue flicked against my clit, working the tight bud between his teeth. Eric's pushed two fingers into my channel, and hooked them up. He rubbed against my g-spot, as he continued his relentless assault on the over sensitive bundle of nerves.

  “Oh my God, Please. Please.” My muscles tensed, as my release barreled down on me.

  “Please what?” Eric's voice barley registered in my brain.

  My neurons fired off out of order, I wasn't sure I could form a coherent thought. My entire focus was centered on the need building in my core.

  “Please, may I come?” I screamed, my voice shrill.

  “Come for me, Mariana”

  My body exploded, waves of ecstasy flooded my system. My legs shook and my channel clenched against his fingers. His tongue continued to work circles around my clit, forcing me to ride out the longest orgasm ever. As the trembles subsided, my body went lax. I couldn't raise my head. I couldn't even talk. His body moved beside mine. He unhooked my hands, and rubbed my arms. He pulled me against his body. The evidence of his arousal pressing into my back.

  “What about you?” I turned in his arms, as he removed the blindfold.

  “Don't worry about me. How are you feeling?” He brushed the hair from my forehead. I started to like that move.

  “I'm tired. Wore out more like it.” I curled into his chest.

  He smelled of leather with the mingled scent of peppermint, I inhaled, breathing him into me. There was a scant smattering of blonde hair across his pecs. Soft and fine, it tickled my cheek. I put my arm around him, and snuggled in close. He held me like that for hours. It was the most romantic thing I had ever done.

  We moved in together two weeks later, playing bondage games in the bedroom and living a normal life. I fell head over heels for him. I only hoped this was the right thing to do.

  Chapter 2

  Eric’s car pulled in the driveway. I heard the crunch of the gravel under the tires. It was showtime. I hurried to the floor in front of the fireplace. I took the slave position, on my knees legs spread and head bowed. The nipple clamps I'd bought jingled with each uneven breath I took. The red leather teddy shining with the flickering light of the fire.. I hoped he liked the gift I wanted to give him.

  On the table where he places his keys I placed a written contract signed by me. I Mariana to wish to pledge my mind body and soul to thee Eric. I will serve you in all aspects of your life. I will be indebted to you and in your care. I will entrust you with my well being and my safety. I will be forever yours, to do with as you please. To take me to places I can only go with you and to accept any rules and punishments you see fit. I will be yours for as long as you shall love and protect me. Forever Mariana

  I heard the door open and his keys drop into the bowl on the table. My breath caught in my chest. I hope he accepts this. We talked about the different aspects of the life and he seemed truly into the lifestyle. His footsteps sounded heavy as they echoed off the walls of the living room. I was too afraid to look up. I didn’t want to see disappointment in his eyes.

  “Mariana, look at me.” His voice was soft as he spoke.

  Slowly I lifted my eyes. He was smiling at me, the tears I'd been holding back start to fall from my eyes.

  He closed the space between us and pulled me into his arms. “Why are you crying?” His breath brushed across my neck and sent shivers down my spine.

  “I was worried you wouldn’t be happy. I just wanted to be yours. I know we talked about it, but I was unsure.” I gripped him so tight my voice was muffled. “Eric, I love you so much. I just want to be all yours.”

  “Honey you will always be mine.” He flashed his perfect smile at me and my insides melted. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  I shook my head yes. I wanted to be his completely.

  He stood up and placed me on my feet. “Now pet, you know I need verbal confirmation.”

  “Yes sir. I am sure.”

  “Then, lets start with my pledge to you. I Eric do swear to keep you Mariana safe and protected. To honor the gift of your submission you have bestowed upon me. I will love you and take care of you. I will give you rules to keep you safe and healthy and I will discipline you with love and care. I may be harsh and demanding of you, but everything I will do to you and for you will be done out of love. I will take you and I will keep you as long as you will have me. I love you.”

  The tears streamed freely down my face. The joy and love in my heart were bursting from my soul. His words caressed a part of me no one had ever reached before.

  “ I love you.” The emotion in my voice made the words stick in my throat.

  “Now.” His voice took on a stern tone. The power radiating from him, made my heart thump. “We have a few things to discuss. One of them being who hacked my work computer system so I had to go in tonight?” He raised one eyebrow and stared at me.

  I knew I was busted. I couldn’t think of any other way to get him out of the house.

  “Two being what punishment you will receive. You also have a lot of research to do. You have yet to complete an appropriate list of boundaries, but since you have already made your pact. I have free rein of your body.” His smile became dark and dangerous.

  A trickle of fear snakes up my spine. I wasn't sure what kind of boundaries he was going to push. We had only talked of a few things since being together. He had discussed a permanent relationship. I thought he would be thrilled for me to give myself to him.

  The thought of him actually punishing me sent my arousal into overdrive. He'd never punished me before. His voice was rough and stern while he spoke to me. My blood hummed through my veins leaving my core throbbing with anticipation.

  “I didn’t know how else to get you out of the house. I didn’t do any damage.” His expression never softened at my words.

  “Did I ask for your input?”

  “No, Sir.” A smirk flashed across his face, at my response.

  “The only thing I need to hear from your mouth is yes sir or no sir. Now head to the bedroom and strip. Stand in front of the bed with your hands behind your head and your eyes closed. I will be in shortly.” He turned and headed to the kitchen.

  I turned, running to the bedroom. I decided to leave the nipple clamps on. They tinkled with every uneven breath I took. My heart hammered. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I waited as patiently as possible, standing still, and tried my hardest to obey his commands.

  I don’t know how long I'd been there, but I started fidgeting. Patience never my strong suit, I wrung my hands and shifted my weight back and forth on my feet. The bells on the clamps, jingled with the sway of my body.

  “Still.” His voiced wrapped around me and froze me in my spot.

  It was one word filled with power. I felt it radiating to my very center. I awaited his next command, fear and anticipation raged through my brain. His eyes blazed a trail of wanton lust across my body.

  “ Turn around.”

  Slowly I turned towards the bed. He came up behind me, running his hands down my arms and to my waist. Goosebumps littered my flesh where he touched me. My pussy clenched with need. He ran his hands up and flicked the bells on the end of my clamps. I stifled the gasp it brought to my throat. He encircled my throat with his hand and pulls my body against his.

  “Are you ready?” That one question is filled with more than one meaning.

  “Yes Sir.” It is the only answer he needed. I thought I knew the rules of this game, but I upp
ed the ante.

  “Good. Get on the bed. On your hands and knees.” His voice raked across my senses.

  The bells tinkled as I hurried to do his command. Once in position, I heard the closet door creak open. I dared not look to see what he had retrieved. He was already unhappy that I hacked into his work, I didn't want to make my punishment worse.

  “Are you nervous?” I hear the smack of the paddle against his thigh.

  “ Yes Sir.” My voice wavered. “ I trust you, but I'm still nervous.

  “I won't hurt you but this will be a lesson you won't soon forget my sweet.” His voice rumbled, low and deep, I felt it vibrate deep into my bones.

  The first smack of the paddle across my ass startled me and I gasp. The sound reverberated through the room.

  “Count them out love.” Eric's voice grounded me back to reality.

  “One.” I managed through clenched teeth. “Two” As the paddle landed again. My ass on fire, the heat is spread across my flesh.

  “Three.” The next slap lands right on my pussy. The blood rushed to my core and my wetness leaked onto my thighs. “Four, five six seven.” The next ones landed in quick succession alternating from right to left. “Eight, nine.”

  He paused there to run his hands over my cheeks.

  “Ten” I managed to grind out the word. The paddled landed on my pussy again, my lips swelled and my insides clenched.

  “How are you feeling pet? Will you be so careless as to hack my work again?” He gently massaged the cheeks of my ass.

  “ No Sir. I am sorry. I just wanted to surprise you.” The tears rolled down my cheeks, pooling on the mattress. The shame of disappointing him, caused my heart to ache more than my ass.

  He sat on the bed beside me and pulled me to his arms. “ My dearest, I do not like to discipline you. As much as I love the surprise you gave me tonight, it was wrong the way you went about setting it up. My work is very serious and you could have gotten in trouble if anyone, but me had found out you hacked the system.”