Tied and True

by Marie Harte

  No matter, he told himself, and sat down in a chair to study her while he killed time.

  Jared tapped the secure ties against his knee. Soon he would have Lindsay at his mercy. He hadn’t been lying earlier when he’d admitted his fantasy of tying her up. And now that she was nearly in it, he wondered how many times he could make her come while she sighed his name. He studied the contented look on her sleeping face, affection tugging his heart. How was he going to prove to her that Monday was just another day, but their relationship… Oh, hell. Why not be honest with himself? Their relationship had progressed to a whole new level, one she would soon be powerless to refuse.

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  Chapter Five

  Lindsay woke on her back with her arms stretched above her head. It took her a moment to regain her bearings, and when she did, she panicked.

  “Shit.”

  “Shit is right.” Jared Hunt towered over her, his jutting penis stiff and eager, his lips curled with humor, and his eyes glowing with satisfaction. “I told you I wasn’t going to ask again.”

  “Jared,” she cajoled, as she twisted her wrists, only to find them tied with her own equipment. Damn. That had been sloppy of her. She knew she should have tied him tighter, but she’d been determined not to cause him any undue pain. Idiot. “You know you deserved a bit of harmless payback for what you said about me to Frick and Frack at the office. Admit it.”

  “I do,” he said easily, rubbing his flesh as he stared down at her.

  Look away, please. Unable to break eye contact, she was completely ensnared by his hungry gaze. Blindfolded, he’d been more a fantasy than a person, just as he’d made her out to be in his discussion with Maclearn and Simmons. But now she couldn’t help seeing the real him. Her heart hammered with more than worry at his nearness. She was deeply in lust,

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  and scarily growing more and more drawn to the handsome devil, despite her inner plea to remember his callous words.

  Damn her conscience. It refused to shut up. But everyone at the office really likes him.

  And he never had one bad word to say about anyone until you overheard him on Wednesday. He even took your rejections in stride. Lindsay’s heart beat faster.

  “Do you know what I was thinking about when I was touching myself last night?” he asked, his voice throaty.

  Lindsay licked her lips and cleared her throat before she could answer. “Wh-what?”

  “I was thinking how gratifying it would be to come inside your slick heat. About how hard I could push into your wet pussy, how long I could make you come around me.”

  Lindsay bit her lip to hold back a groan. Why did he have to be so sexy and so damned hot when he talked frankly like that? Her attention settled on the large hand covering his shaft, and she had an unquenchable urge to swallow him again.

  “That’s right, baby. You want this in your mouth, don’t you?”

  She said nothing, a little embarrassed to be so obvious. And she knew she and Jared had gone far beyond “embarrassed” hours ago.

  “Tell me, Lindsay. Tell me you want to suck my cock, to swallow my cum. All of it.”

  She shifted in sexual frustration, feeling deliciously wet and strangely uninhibited under his gaze. “I want you, Jared.” She stared into his light green eyes. “I want to feel you shudder when you come, to taste you as you slide down my throat, so creamy and sweet.”

  He increased the friction on his penis, and she wondered if he meant to mark her with his cum. The thought aroused her further.

  “I’m going to do to you what you’ve been doing to me since I met you,” he answered silkily, showing another side to the charming, affable Jared Hunt. This man seemed dangerous, controlling, and he thrilled her to the quick. “But first I need a measure of control, one you’re going to provide.”

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  He knelt on the bed, moving up her body to straddle her neck, his cock imposing and large before her. “Lick me,” he growled. “Suck my balls, my cock. Make me want to fuck that pretty mouth until I come.”

  Lindsay was on fire. She’d always wanted to try being dominated, not the heavy stuff, but a little play like this. Now she couldn’t believe what she’d been missing. She felt so aroused. His mere words and nearness made her want to come. Had he felt the same, when she’d had him tied up and at her mercy?

  Staring up at his lust-glazed expression, Lindsay opened her mouth and stroked him with her tongue. He moved with her, and she shivered at the touch of his balls on her cheek and began licking and sucking the velvety sac with a generosity that made him moan out loud. Jared tilted his pelvis and put the tip of himself in her mouth, as if waiting to see what she would do.

  She smiled, then sobered as she stared at his beautiful shaft. Licking her lips, she opened wider. He pushed forward, cursing when she began urging him deeper. Clutching the headboard with an iron grip, Jared began thrusting inside her mouth, slowly but surely, his girth growing until she had no thought for anything other than his shaft.

  Thick, hot flesh filled her, made her breathless with desire. She tasted salty sweetness and knew his climax neared.

  “Fuck, Lindsay. You’re so good.” He groaned, pumping faster. “I’m coming.”

  He shot into her mouth, and she greedily swallowed him, squirming on the bed for the release she desperately needed. Watching him come was a heady stimulant, and one that stoked her desire to feel the same, free of any constraint.

  “Don’t worry, baby.” Jared withdrew and lay over her, blanketing her with his body.

  His penis was still semi-hard, moisture beading at the tip as he rubbed it over her middle.

  “I’m going to give you exactly what you’ve given me. Pleasure until you want to die from it.”

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  He smiled then, his expression one that made her nervous. “Now, now,” he teased and lightly grazed his chest against her breasts. Sparks of pleasure feathered throughout her body.

  “We have plenty of time to make love, Lindsay. The question is, how soon after I put my mouth on you will you come? And how many ways can I take you before you finally stop being so stubborn and listen to what I have to say?”

  Three orgasms later, Lindsay still couldn’t catch her breath. With his hands and mouth, Jared had taken her to heaven again and again. But he refused to put himself inside her.

  Frustration at the lack of joining made her climaxes pleasurable, but not quite enough. She needed his complete penetration for full satisfaction.

  “Lindsay, honey, I have never seen anything more beautiful than you in climax,” Jared murmured, as he pressed kisses along her neck. “You are so open, so incredibly sexy. And you taste so good.”

  She blushed, amazed she could feel self-conscious after the things he’d done to her --

  and she to him. His quiet question surprised her.

  “Why did you turn me down so many times before?”

  “Office romances never last. And they make work an awkward place to be.”

  When he spoke again, his words were casual, but she could feel him tense beside her.

  “So you had an office romance that went bad? Some guy broke your heart?”

  “No.” She saw Jared’s jaw relax and frowned. “Why should you care?”

  “It matters,” he said thickly, running his hands through her hair. His large, blunt fingers stroked with a gentleness that soothed, making her want to curl into him, and she closed her eyes, relaxed. “So why aren’t you in a relationship now? It’s not like any guy with half a brain is going to turn you down.”

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  She frowned, opening her eyes to see his light green ones full of curiosity. “Who says I’m not in a relationship now?” At his knowing look, she huffed. “Oh, that’s right. You’ve been stalking me. Obviously, you know I don’t date.”

  “But why not?” He looked baffled. “You’re smart, you’re
funny, and you’re obviously gorgeous.”

  Lindsay stared, her mouth dry. Good lord. Yesterday she’d wanted to brain him. A bit of flattery, and she melted. He thought she was smart and funny? “You think so?”

  He nodded.

  “Most men don’t see past the blonde hair and breasts,” she said wryly.

  “You forgot the baby-blue eyes.”

  She narrowed her gaze. “When I get free from here --”

  “I’m just teasing.” He chuckled. “But I can’t complain about having you at my mercy.

  Christ, this is a dream come true. A naked Lindsay Riordan tied up in my bed.” He shook his head. “Are you sure I’m not dreaming?”

  “Untie me, and I’ll pinch you.”

  “Ha, ha. I’ll untie you when you let me apologize for the other day.”

  She stared at him, aware the intimacy between them had strengthened, and it was more than just sex. Warmed, yet still wary of where this might take her, Lindsay nodded.

  “You have to promise to keep this secret, just between us. I’m trusting you with vital information that could hurt Tron Corp if it becomes known in the company.”

  She frowned. “I promise. Tell me already.”

  “My name isn’t really Jared Hunt.”

  That, she hadn’t been expecting.

  At her silence, he continued. “It’s Zachary Jared Hunter, a mouthful, I know. I co-own a security firm in Seattle. H&R Security.”

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  “I don’t understand.”

  “The head honchos at Tron Corp suspect a traitor in their midst. Someone within the company has been leaking bid information to its competitors. And with this new government bid on the table, we, H&R, were called in to stop the leak, quietly.”

  “You’re kidding me.”

  “I wish I was. But I have to admit I’m glad Tron Corp’s having problems. If I hadn’t taken this assignment, I never would have met you.” Jared trailed his fingers over her neck to her breasts, teasing the nipples into taut peaks. “Baby, you have no idea how happy I was to put you in the clear.”

  “What?”

  He sighed at the obvious shock in her gaze. “I had to assume everyone at Tron Corp, with the exception of the CEO, was a suspect. After a month, I had mostly narrowed down the field of potential traitors to a dozen. And then some surprising leads turned up.”

  “Leads?” Lindsay had a bad feeling she knew where he was headed.

  “Two suspects didn’t stand up under further investigation, and I found myself pointed in your direction, despite my desire to see you innocent. Someone at Tron Corp is setting you up to take a huge fall, Lindsay. And unless I can find out who that is, you’re going to be in some serious trouble.”

  “This is insane.” Lindsay flexed her arms and glared at her restraints. “Do you think I can lose these now?”

  He shook his head. “I’m not crazy. Until I explain this, I’m not letting you free to knee me.” Jared winced. “Or do anything else detrimental to my health. Sorry, baby, but you’re going to lie there and listen to what I have to say.” His eyes were hard, his jaw clenched, and he looked every inch a dangerous man -- one that made her heart race.

  Sighing, she tried to ignore the fact they were naked as they discussed her future.

  Could her life get any more bizarre? “Go on.”

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  He relaxed and had the nerve to smirk. “I knew you’d see it my way. I followed the trail set for me and found you to be a very sloppy criminal, a trait completely at odds with the woman I’ve come to know. You’re too smart to leave a paper trail, or an electronic one, for that matter, in your office.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “And the mail in your home was blatantly planted.”

  “What mail?”

  “The evidence addressed to you from Marker National, a hefty payoff for bid information on Project Runway for Uncle Sam.”

  “Please tell me this is a joke.”

  “I wish I could. I have the letter in my briefcase under the bed, if you want to see it.

  Bottom line, I began to grow suspicious at your apparent laziness. I couldn’t see any personal vendetta against Tron Corp, which meant your motive had to be financial. Yet from what I saw in your bank accounts, you don’t need the money.”

  “No, I don’t.” Lindsay struggled with her wrists, incredibly angered at the thought of someone besmirching her good name. What? It wasn’t enough to label her the office

  “blonde” anymore, now she had to be a corporate spy and thief?

  “Fifty thousand hit your savings account a week ago.”

  The blood drained from her head, and she stilled. “Fifty thousand?”

  Jared nodded and stroked her tense abdomen. “And the collective evidence against you is pretty damning.”

  “Then why haven’t you done something about it before now?” Was he possibly toying with her? But how could he be after today, when he could have treated her much, much harsher instead of gifting her with mindless pleasure?

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  “I told you, Lindsay. I believe in your innocence, and I don’t like being made a fool of any more than you do.” His tight lips and dark scowl told her he meant what he said. And despite the situation, joy took root, the knowledge that he believed in her liberating.

  “So, do you have any idea where to look for these traitors?”

  “Remember my obnoxious conversation on Wednesday?” He shook his head with disgust. “Maclearn and Simmons don’t like you much. Or I should say, they’re pissed you won’t give them the time of day. Of course, the minute you do they’d be all over you.

  Simmons gets a hard-on anytime he mentions your name.”

  “That’s gross.”

  “Tell me about it.” Jared caressed her skin. His callused hands and the friction of his palms circling her abdomen made her shiver. “The thought of either one of them seeing you like this makes me want to break every bone in their pathetic bodies.”

  She sucked in her breath as his fingers threaded through the tight curls of her sex. “So you were lying to trick them into your confidence?”

  He stared at her through hooded eyes and toyed with her cleft, his fingers sliding through her wet arousal and grazing her clit. “I was telling them what I’ve imagined for two months. Since that first meeting at Tron Corp when I was introduced to your section, I’ve dreamed of sliding deep within you. For weeks I’ve come in my hand, surrounded by memories and pictures of you.”

  His fingers parted her nether lips and plunged into her tight sheath, making her moan and arch into his touch. “I want you all the time. And this is one particular fantasy I’m obsessed with, the one where I have you tied up and at my mercy.” His voice roughened, and he began thrusting his fingers faster, harder. “In my fantasy, I control all of you. I suck your breasts, your pussy, and lick your clit until you want to scream. And when you’re helpless and begging me to finish, I fuck you hard, repeatedly, coming inside you until there’s no more you and me, only us.”

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  She groaned and thrashed her head, desperately seeking relief from his too-skilled digits. “Jared, please.”

  “Not yet.” He slowed his fingers and leaned over her breast, taking one nipple in his mouth. The heat and pull of his mouth set her on fire. Tugging at her nipple, he sucked until she wanted to beg for mercy. He then turned his attention to her other breast and treated it to the same erotic torture.

  “Oh, my God.”

  “You are so wet,” he rasped, slowing the glide of his fingers in and out of her, teasing the sensitive nub between her legs. “And your tits are so big, so perfect.” He sucked one, then the other, laving her breasts with sensual, almost painful attention. She felt so sensitive, so needy, and yet her pleasure hovered just out of reach.

  “I need --”

  “Beg me.” He thrust violently against her leg, his shaft hot a
nd thick. “Tell me how much you want me. Tell me you’ll do anything I want.” His voice shook and deepened, and she could tell he was as caught in his fantasy as she was.

  “Please, Jared,” she gasped. “I’ll do anything you want. Just fuck me.” Lindsay saw his eyes go dark with desire.

  He kissed her with so much passion she couldn’t think. Leaning into her, he placed himself at her wet entrance but waited while he teased her with his tongue, engaging in brutally pleasurable thrusts to her mouth that mimicked what his body would soon be doing.

  “I need you so much,” she managed, before he gave her what she craved.

  Jared sank to the hilt inside her, making her clench him tight as he began pounding.

  She cried out at the exquisite sensations, her nerves taut as he increased his pace.

  “Oh, yeah, baby, take me deep,” he groaned and pushed harder. Pistoning his hips, he gave no quarter as he promised her ecstasy. “Your pussy is so good, so tight. Ah, Lindsay, I want to feel you come around me. Fuck, this is so right.”

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  He didn’t stop his rocking, and soon ripples of pleasure shook her as he seemed to thicken even more. Filled with Jared, with his essential maleness, she felt feminine, desired and needed.

  “I’m going to come, Lindsay.” He stared down into her eyes. “And you’re coming with me.”

  He shifted his angle of penetration so that his pelvis rocked her clit.

  “Jared.”

  “Fucking you is sheer heaven.” He took her harder and groaned. “And you’re so hot and wet. Come, Lindsay, with me.”

  She was helpless to deny his and her body’s needs and shook at the force of her orgasm.

  Moaning his name, she clenched him tight and heard his hoarse shout. Astonishingly, her orgasm multiplied, and her bliss flowed as if forever, until she felt as if she’d died and gone to heaven.

  Jared shook over her, his body fully planted within hers.

  “Hell, Lindsay. That was better than anything I could have imagined.” He wiped his forehead and leaned weakly over her. “I don’t have the energy to think beyond ‘wow.’”