Heat (Parker Reed Book 1)

by J. M. Walker

  “Take off your bra,” he demanded.

  With shaky hands, I did as I was told, throwing it on the floor.

  “Lay on the bed, pet. On your stomach,” he purred.

  I crawled onto the bed before I was pushed face first into the mattress. I gasped, gripping the sheets tight in my hands.

  Parker fisted my hair and roughly pulled my panties down my legs, the shoes following soon after.

  “Par—” I cried out when his teeth sunk into the flesh of my rear.

  He spread my legs, binding me to the posts of the bed.

  I looked over my shoulder, watching him wrap red satin scarves around my ankles and attach them to the wooden frame of the large bed.

  “Nervous, kitten?” he asked, his dark glittering eyes meeting mine.

  Yes, but I shook my head “no” anyways. He was challenging me and I wouldn’t let him have full control.

  The bed dipped when he knelt between my spread legs and bound my wrists to the headboard of the bed.

  “How do you feel?”

  My body tingled, the hairs on my skin standing on edge. My core clenched with desire and although I couldn’t move, the anticipation on what would come next was enough to drive me completely crazy. “Turned on.”

  He didn’t say anything as he rose from the bed.

  “Parker?”

  “I suggest you stop talking or I will gag you.”

  I scoffed. “You wouldn’t—”

  “What the fuck did I say?” he pulled my head back. “You think this is all a game? When you were dancing on me, acting like you know me?”

  “I…I do know you.” I swallowed hard.

  He chuckled. “Oh, beautiful one. I love that you challenge me but I’m going to enjoy breaking those walls even more.”

  “Please,” was all I said before he revealed a leather strap with a red ball attached to it.

  “Open, pet.”

  I opened my mouth, my breath catching as he slipped the rubber ball onto my tongue. The metal lock clicked into place behind my head.

  Parker kissed my cheek, brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. “You look absolutely fucking delicious, Keely.”

  His words made my body vibrate and I couldn’t help but struggle against my bindings.

  “Stop. You won’t be restrained for long. I don’t want to hurt you,” he said soothingly. “But I need you to see this part of myself.”

  I knew he had a dominant side. Any fool would be blind not to notice. But this brought it to a whole new level. I was bound and gagged. Spread open. My body wet and ready, willing for his use.

  “This,” he placed a glass in my hand, “is your safe word since you can’t talk. If you need to use it, drop the glass and everything stops. Understand, pet?”

  I nodded, gripping the glass tight in my fingers.

  “Good girl.”

  My stomach tumbled.

  “Eyes on me, my angel.”

  I turned to Parker standing beside the bed and watched as he pushed off his suit jacket. He pulled his shirt tails out of his pants, slowly unbuttoning the dress shirt.

  My breathing picked up as the item fell to the floor leaving him in just his black dress pants. His large hard body screamed power.

  “You want me?”

  I nodded, pulling against my bindings. He smirked and pulled another red satin scarf from his pocket. I turned my head, trying to watch his every move when the world went dark. The cool material brushed along my cheeks, covering my eyes as he tied it around my head.

  “Completely bound for my use,” he whispered in my ear. “You’re doing well, Keely. I’m so proud of you.”

  The nervous butterflies that flew full force in my stomach simmered down a touch at his words. I still held onto the glass. I didn’t want this to end. Needing to find out how far he could take me, I held on.

  “Get out of your head, pet. Hear only me. Feel only me. Remember who I am and what I want. When I tell you to do something, I expect you to answer, yes, Sir. Understand?”

  I nodded. I heard shuffling of some sort like Parker was rooting through a drawer.

  “I’ve always had a need for control.”

  I jumped at the deep voice by my ear as something soft and warm grazed down the length of my back.

  “Control might not even be the right word. In my company, yes, but with you, Keely? I need to own you. When Devin showed up, a part of me completely forgot that he used to be my best friend. The things he said about you pissed me the fuck off.”

  A light tap tap landed on my rear by the object that continued to torture my body. I didn’t know what it was but the sensations that it left behind made me want more. A taste. A whole fucking meal, even as liquid seeped between my spread thighs.

  “Now that I’ve had you. Now that I’ve tasted you, I won’t stop until you’re mine completely. I won’t force you into anything you don’t want to do but I will push you to that edge. The unspeakable edge that so many willing participants jump off of just to get that taste of pure and utter submission.” He cupped my jaw, tilting my head back. “I will fuck you until you break.”

  A muffled moan escaped my lips as the something soft and warm brushed between my legs, igniting my skin.

  “I’m not Devin. I’m not a monster. But I do have a darkness inside of me that wants to come out and play. A fiery inferno that only started heating since meeting you. When you stepped into my office, I could smell you before you sat down. I could taste you before I dove between your legs. I could feel you before your body wrapped around mine. And now?” He nipped my shoulder lightly, the object giving another tap tap on my rear. “Ever come against a riding crop, pet?”

  My eyes widened and I shook my head. The warm leather brushed down my back and reached the sweet spot between my legs. I arched my back, a slight purr leaving my lips at the deliciously erotic feeling of something other than Parker touching me. Not having any experience with toys, at all, I reveled in the feeling of Parker wanting to get me off by other means. This was a whole new side to him that I never expected.

  My body bloomed, my legs shaking against the satin bindings. Whimpers and mewling sounds erupted from the back of my throat as he continued to torture the ache that had spread quickly through my very being.

  I felt the bed shift and the spot between my legs dip.

  The end of the riding crop moved in circles over my center before pushing against me.

  A moan left me and I couldn’t control the actions of my body as I tried so hard to thrust my hips against the object.

  “You seem to like that, pet,” Parker said, amusement coating his voice.

  A muffled moan escaped me as the leather slid down to my swollen clit. My back arched, my body struggling to remain still.

  “You want me to fuck you with it?”

  I froze, slowly nodding.

  The sound of a zipper lowering sent a shiver down my spine. “You’re going to come against the riding crop and then I’m going to fuck you so hard, you will feel me every time you walk tomorrow. Every single throbbing inch. ”

  My hips arched as the tip of the riding crop entered me slowly. It hit nerve endings that I never felt before. I cried out, tugging on the bindings around my wrists as the object sped up.

  “That’s it. Come for me, pet. Let me see how much you’re willing to give me.”

  My body ached with the need to explode but the orgasm hovered, staying put until it was time to let go. For good.

  Sweat coated my skin as the hard object impaled my lower body. Just enough to leave me panting and writhing for more.

  “Come or I’ll slap your beautiful pussy until you do.”

  The need to have the release was so strong, tears filled my eyes. My muscles tightened, my core contracting until a powerful wave crashed into me. It was so strong, my breath caught.

  Parker pulled the crop out of me and drove his cock into me so hard, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. He unlocked the ball gag, removing it from my mouth a
nd replaced it with two of his fingers. “Scream,” he demanded, ripping the scarf off my eyes.

  And I did. Over and over until all I could hear was him fucking me. The sounds of our bodies moving as one. Slick with sweat. Hot with need. His grunts of possessive passion filled my ears.

  His teeth bit into my neck, his hands wrapped around my wrists, pinning me to the bed although I was already bound.

  My body felt light and heavy. For a moment I thought I was looking down on myself. Having an out of body experience as Parker powered into me with so much force, spots danced in my vision.

  “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

  His words flowed around me, jumbling together. I couldn’t focus. The only thing I felt was him deep inside of me. My body. My mind. My soul. Powerless to his touch. Submitting to his dominant wrath.

  The walls that I had spent years at building crumbled one by one around us as my name left his lips on a yell.

  The euphoria, the tingle of another release burned inside of me and exploded into mind-blowing bliss. I screamed so hard, my voice went raw.

  He grunted with satisfaction and undid the bindings that had helped me give him my all. But I hadn’t fully yet, had I? So many secrets lay dormant in me.

  “Open your mouth, beautiful one,” he whispered in my ear.

  I did as he said and sighed when something sweet was placed on my tongue. I swallowed the tiny morsel. Chocolate. Yum.

  Parker brushed the sweaty strands of hair off of my forehead.

  My eyes grew heavy and the only thing I could think about while he held me, was would he still want me after he found out everything?

  “Yeah. She’s still sleeping. No, she didn’t actually. I was surprised.” Parker laughed softly. “I think I do, my man. Alright. I’ll send the jet back for you. After the shit with Devin last night, I need to get her out of here. Yes. She hit subspace fast. Nope. No drop. Me? No. I was fine.”

  My eyes slowly opened, landing on the glass that sat on top of the end table. I didn’t drop it. A small smile spread on my face.

  Lifting my head, I squinted at the early morning sun that peeked through the drawn shades.

  “She’s up. Let you know when we get home.”

  I rose from the bed, my muscles twitching with the movement. “Who was that?”

  “Aidan. He was checking up on you, making sure that you’re okay.”

  I stifled a yawn. “That was nice of him.”

  Parker sat in a black leather chair in the corner of the room, watching me. Testing to find out my reaction from the night before? I wasn’t sure. I didn’t regret any of it. I woke up refreshed. Whole. Like a brand new woman. Comfortable.

  My knees were shaky with each step, remnants from our multiple orgasms sticky between my thighs. But it felt…normal.

  Walking to the large floor to ceiling window, I opened the curtains, making sure to shield my nakedness from the onlookers outside. But no one was around. “When do we leave?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

  “Whenever you’re ready, pet.”

  The view was breathtaking. Dawn glowed over the expanse of the city, kissing the rooftops. It was my favorite time of the day. As much as I wasn’t a morning person, I loved being up before everyone else was.

  “Come here.”

  My stomach flipped at the firm demand and I closed the distance between us.

  He pulled me onto his lap, curling me against him and kissed me fully on the mouth. “How do you feel?” he asked, brushing a hand down my cheek.

  “Refreshed. Relaxed.” I smiled. “Whole.”

  “Good.” He handed me a bottle of water. “Drink.”

  He didn’t have to ask me twice. I downed the cool liquid, easing my parched throat. “How long have you been into…” I waved a hand around the room. “This?”

  Parker took the empty bottle from me before he replied. “Since I met Aidan several years ago. He introduced me to the lifestyle. I was always in the need for control but BDSM helped me appease that craving.”

  Pushing my fingers into the open collar of his white dress shirt, I rubbed my thumb over his pierced nipple.

  He shivered, his cock twitching beneath me, but the arm that was around me only tightened.

  “Have you had many…subs?” I asked tentatively not sure if I really wanted to know the answer or not.

  “Yes, but not in the way you think. You are the first one I’ve fucked.”

  My eyes widened. “Really?”

  “I’ve had many women before, Keely, but not any that I’ve wanted to introduce to the lifestyle. Although I’m not ashamed of the kink I’m into, I try to keep this part of my life separate from my professional one.”

  I sat up. “So why me? How do you know that you can trust me and that I won’t destroy you?”

  “Because when you sat down in my office chair that first day and I looked into your eyes, I could see a part of you that needed my help. I know now that you were a broken woman. Destroyed by the one person you thought you could trust. A man you once loved. Maybe some deep part of you still loves him. As much as I wouldn’t like it, I get it. He was your first everything but I’m your now. I’m your tomorrow.” He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed my palm. “I’ll break those walls and help you build new ones around us both. You let me in? And I will never let you fall alone.”

  A lump formed in my throat. “Why would you want someone as broken as me?”

  “Maybe because a part of me is broken just the same. I didn’t have a shitty childhood. In fact, I was probably spoiled. I wasn’t abused. I didn’t have a daddy complex. But I hung around with shitty people and made horrible choices. I’ve seen and done things that…”

  I met his gaze and waited, silently encouraging him to continue.

  “It doesn’t matter.” He kissed my shoulder, his lips lingering. “I want to help you. I want to help us. I will remove the nightmares from your mind and replace them with dreams of only me.”

  “You’ve said that before, Parker. You can’t control what Devin does or says. He will be back. Last night he was only fucking with me. With us. He does that.” I curled my arms around my middle, scrubbing a hand down my face. “He likes to play mind fucks. It’s who he is.”

  Parker sat back and scratched his jaw. “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes. Clearly. Or else I wouldn’t let you do the things you do to me.” I turned in his arms and straddled his lap.

  “Then trust that I will protect you from him.” He cupped my ass, holding me tight against him. “I’ll keep you safe, Keely.”

  A lump formed in my throat. I wanted to believe him. I really did. Even if Devin didn’t want me and was bored with me, he wouldn’t want any other man to have me either. It was the sadistic mindset that he had. He was obsessed with the need to control me. Possessed by the mere thought of me bending to his every whim. Again.

  Pain seared through my chest over what he could do to me after me putting him in jail. I couldn’t imagine he was very happy about that. Fear prickled my skin, sending goose bumps all over my body.

  “I’m proud of you,” Parker said gently, interrupting my thoughts.

  “For what?” I asked, fiddling with his collar.

  “For not dropping the cup.”

  “Oh. I didn’t want to,” I said softly.

  A slight smirk tugged at his lips. He pushed me to my feet and held my hand, guiding me to the large bathroom. “Let me distract you.” He stared intently into my eyes, silently asking me permission.

  “Please,” I heard myself say.

  He placed a soft kiss on my lips before taking a step back. “Undress me, pet.”

  With shaky fingers, I undid the buttons one by one, pushing the thin material off his strong shoulders. My hands brushed over his hard biceps and back up, down his chest to the eight pack that twitched under my touch.

  I licked my lips, my gaze roaming over his hard body. He was sex. Pure. Raw. Mind-blowing sex. And God if he wasn’t deliciou
s.

  “Kneel.”

  My stomach did a flip at the firm command and I did as he said. I reached up to undo his belt before he stopped me.

  He tilted my chin, sliding his hand to the back of my neck. “You look beautiful at my feet.” He released me, allowing me to undo his belt buckle and zipper.

  I pulled his pants down to his ankles, revealing the beautiful sight of his hard erection.

  Parker wrapped a hand around the base, brushing the tip over my mouth. The sweet salty scent invaded my nostrils, sending a need coursing through me.

  “Look at me. I want to watch your eyes as I fuck your mouth.”

  He was huge and I had no idea how it would fit down my throat but I gave it my all. Licking up the length of him before closing my lips over the tip, I waited for him to guide me.

  Our eyes remained locked and he smirked, grabbing a fistful of my hair. His hips sped up, pumping his cock between my lips until they tingled.

  It reached the back of my throat, past that barrier of comfort and brought tears to my eyes. But the grunts of passion that filled the room encouraged me to continue and suck harder.

  “Fuck, Keely.” His hold on my hair tightened.

  I could feel some strands rip free of the roots but it only made me go faster. Cupping his ass, I took him as deep as possible, forcing my gag reflex to respond.

  “If you gag, I’ll just go harder,” he said, his voice firm.

  Breathing through my nose, my cheeks hollowed out and I sucked and pulled, licking him up like he was my favorite lollipop.

  “Shit.”

  I released him with a pop, grazing my teeth up the veiny ridge.

  He held my hair with both hands and tilted my head back before placing a hard kiss on my mouth. “No hands, pet. You’re going to swallow my cock.”

  I nodded. “Please.”

  He grinned. “Hands behind your back and open wide.”

  I did as he said when he forced his length between my stretched lips. The movements were rough, needy but the pre-come that coated my tongue only made me want him more. I moaned around him, my body heating with desire.

  Parker pushed as deep as possible, his body tensing, his length pulsing his release down my throat. He groaned, shaking through his orgasm. I panted, sucking him dry as I swallowed his essence.