An Act of Release: Order & Chaos Book 2

by Samantha Wolfe

  Her creamy skin glowed in the lamplight as she knelt naked on my rug. She had her hands clasped in her lap, and her head bowed respectfully. I watched her breathing quicken, and I knew that she sensed my presence even though her eyes were closed. A longing to touch her hit me hard. I took off my shoes and socks, and pulled off my T-shirt, then went to her. I squatted down in front of her and cupped her chin in my left hand. She sighed and leaned her face into my touch, making my heart race and my body ache with need. It still astounded me the way I reacted to this woman.

  "Jen," I whispered breathlessly. "Open your eyes, honey. Look at me."

  She immediately obeyed, her eyes locking on mine, their vivid blue ensnaring me in a hold I never want to be released from. I suddenly knew without a doubt that Jen had never looked at another man this way. They meant nothing, not any of them, David included. The ugly jealously began fading away, and it was utter relief.

  "Come here." I took her hand and pulled her up with me.

  I led her to the bed and sat down, pulling her body across my lap and cuddled her close. Her skin felt warm and so good against mine. I breathed in the heady combination of vanilla musk and Jen's arousal. Kneeling and waiting for me always turned her on. I felt myself getting hard again, and she noticed too. A soft moan spilled from her lips, and she wiggled in my lap, making her ass rub against my denim covered erection. I fought the urge to throw her down on the bed and just fuck her right now, and my plans be damned.

  "That's enough," I said firmly as I smiled down at her. "We need to discuss tonight, and you're distracting me."

  "I like distracting you," she said in amusement as she wiggled some more, her mouth twisting devilishly.

  "I know," I answered then kissed her deeply, sweeping my tongue across her lips and plunging it into her mouth when she let me in with a low moan. I tasted her and fed on her, overwhelming her so completely that the wiggling stopped and any thought she had in her head was swept away by my onslaught. When her body went limp, I ripped my mouth away and smiled at her. "Who's distracting who now?" I asked playfully.

  "W...what?" she asked breathlessly, her eyes soft and unfocused.

  "Exactly," I murmured as I burrowed my face into her neck and inhaled her intoxicating scent again. I started trailing my lips across her skin, horny as hell and forgetting about my plans for a moment. Shit, now I was distracting myself. I pulled my mouth away from her silky skin with an effort of will. "Tonight, I want to show you something new," I told her.

  "Yay," she said softly as she snuggled in closer and pressed her palms against my bare chest. I shivered from the contact.

  "Look at the ceiling, honey." I watched her glance up. "Have you noticed those eye bolts above us before?" There were several of them in the ceiling above the bed and also above the open area next to it.

  "Yeah." She glanced back at me with a perplexed expression. "I wondered about those. What are they for?"

  "There's another form of shibari rope bondage I haven't shown you yet," I told her calmly. "It's called suspension."

  Her eyes widened. "Suspension?" She sounded dubious, and she stiffened in my arms. "Like...like a sex swing?"

  "Yeah, but with rope," I explained.

  "You mean you want to dangle me from the ceiling with rope?" She sounded dubious, and she gave me a wide grin like she thought I was joking.

  "Eventually, if you like it."

  "Is...is it safe?" she asked as trepidation flashed across her eyes.

  "If the rigger has been properly trained, yes," I reassured her. "If someone doesn't know what the hell they're doing, then no."

  "And you know what you're doing?" she asked hesitantly.

  "Yes, honey," I said reassuringly as I ran my fingers through her hair. "I would never do anything to hurt you, and you know if something is too much for you, that I'll slow down or stop immediately if you use one of your safe words. You trust me, right?"

  "Of course, I trust you," she answered with no hesitation as she met my eyes and smiled warmly. "I love you, Ford."

  "I love you too, honey." My voice came out rough and heavy with emotion. "So damn much."

  "Then prove it, big boy," Jen said impishly as she patted my cheek firmly, joy and excitement gleaming in her gorgeous eyes. "Get my rope and tie me up."

  I arched a brow at her impudence, even though I liked it. However, as a Dom, I had expectations to live up to. I gave her a hard stare for several long moments until her smile fell away, and her eyes softened.

  "Please tie me up, sir," she said pleadingly, her hands caressing my chest and gliding down to my belly. It made a shudder of need travel through my entire body. She gave herself and her submission to me so willingly, that in that moment, all of my residual jealousy over her and David just melted away. I no longer had to prove anything to myself or her tonight. She was mine in every way, just like I was hers, mind, body, and soul. That was the real connection that bound us together. The rope was now merely a symbol, a reflection and a celebration of the bond and trust between us.

  "Stand up," I snapped out sternly as I lifted her off my lap onto her feet. "Go to the closet and fetch your blue rope off the shelf, and the shorter undyed coil of rope next to it. There's also a large metal ring next to that. Bring that too."

  "Yes, sir." She hurried to obey, and I smiled at her enthusiasm, watching her bare ass wag across the room. Fuck, I'd never seen an ass like hers before, so sweet and round and absolutely hypnotic. Holy hell, the things I could do to that ass. I sighed in disappointment when she disappeared into the closet, but it was short-lived as she came back out a moment later. Her breasts were just as appealing, full and ripe as they jiggled when she walked. They fit in my hands like they were made for me. My cock throbbed in the confines of my jeans, literally aching for her now.

  She looked perplexed as she stared at the seven-inch diameter stainless steel ring in her right hand, the ropes I requested forgotten where she'd draped them over her opposite forearm.

  "That's a suspension ring, honey," I explained. "I'll use the shorter rope to attach it to the eye bolt, then suspend you from the ring with your blue rope."

  Her eyes widened in disbelief and trepidation as she met my eyes.

  "Don't worry, it can hold twelve hundred pounds." I crooked my finger and beckoned her toward me. "Come kneel in front of me," I commanded.

  She immediately came over to me and dropped to her knees. I took the ropes and ring from her, and set them on the bed next to me. I reached down to cup her cheek in my hand as I held her gaze. Her eyes looked a little wild with fear, and she was actually trembling a little.

  "You're safe with me, honey." I rubbed her lower lip with a gentle thumb. "We're going to start out with a partial suspension on the bed tonight," I told her in a soothing tone. "If you enjoy it, we'll try more next time. Okay?"

  "Y...yes, sir," she nodded confidently, her demeanor a little calmer now.

  "Now, tell me your safe words," I said sternly as I eyed her sharply. It was time to take on our roles as dominant and submissive.

  "Green for everything is fine, yellow for slowing down or re-accessing, and red to stop, sir," she said in a firm yet still deferential voice.

  "Good girl," I rumbled in a low voice. She finally managed a smile, her eyes shining with happiness from my approval.

  I stood, and grabbed the ring and the undyed rope, then reached up toward one of the eye bolts. I looped the rope through it, then securely fastened the ring to the rope so that it hung within easy reach. I picked up Jen's blue hemp rope and moved to stand behind her.

  "Stand for me," I demanded.

  She rose to her feet at my command, her breathing getting heavier with what I think was still a bit of fear mixed with anticipation. I tossed the rope back onto the bed and came up behind her. I wrapped her up in my arms and held her fast against me, nuzzling into her neck. She let out a deep sigh and relaxed into my embrace.

  "Tonight, in this room," I whispered roughly, "there is no place for f
ear or doubt." I kissed her neck softly. "Only us, only love. You're mine, and I'm yours, and nothing else exists. Understood?"

  "Yes, sir." Her tone was low and dripping with arousal now, exactly what I wanted. I'd banished the last of her fear. Now it was time to get to work. I took up the rope again, and she sighed happily as the soft hemp touched her skin. I began with a chest harness that wrapped above and below Jen's luscious breasts, then up and around her neck before tying it off in the back. Damn, I loved the way her breasts looked framed by rope.

  "Arms behind your back, and grab your forearms." I bound her forearms firmly together, then dropped the loose end of the rope to the floor. I pulled her back against my chest again, and reached around to cup her ample breasts in my hands. "Mmm, these tits," I growled out hungrily as I squeezed them until they were just shy of pain, making Jen moan in pleasure. "I fucking love them, so damn perfect." I rolled her nipples with my thumb and index fingers, making her moan and push her ass back against my cock. I squeezed and pulled on the tight little nubs until she squeaked, then rolled them again to get a low groan out of her.

  "Oh Ford," she said breathlessly. "Your hands feel so good."

  I slid my left hand down between her thighs, gliding my fingers through her folds to find her soaking wet. "Fuck, woman," I growled. "You're so goddamn wet." Lust hit me hard and fast. I was done fucking around.

  I spun her around abruptly and pushed her backwards until her thighs hit the side of the bed. I scooped her up and laid her on the bed gently so I wouldn't hurt her arms, with her ass near the edge of the mattress. She looked up at me with so much love and trust that it blew me away. I wondered what I did to deserve this wild gorgeous woman.

  "Legs up in the air," I commanded. She complied, and I took up the blue rope again. I swiftly tied it around her hips, thighs, and calves up to her ankles until her legs were securely bound together, and she was helpless. "Now the fun part," I growled at her. She let out a needy whimpered as her unfocused eyes watched my every move, her face slack with pleasure.

  I took the loose end and lifted it up to the suspension ring, running the rope through it. I pulled firmly on it, watching as Jen's ass rose up in the air, leaving only her arms, shoulders, and head still resting on the mattress, then I fastened it off. She was completely helpless now, more than ever before. I watched fear ghost across her face the moment that she realized it for herself.

  "Ford," she whimpered, her eyes turning a little wild as she started to struggle in her ropes. I was afraid she might panic and hurt herself.

  I climbed onto the bed next to her, reaching out to caress her cheek. "Shh, be still or you'll hurt yourself," I murmured soothingly. "What's your color, honey?"

  "Y...yellow," she gasped out as she stopped moving.

  "Do you need me to cut you loose, Jen?"

  "N...no...I...I just need a moment," she said softly as she looked at me with wide eyes.

  "Are you sure?" I asked sternly. "Be honest," I warned her with a hard stare.

  "I'm sure." Her eyes finally focused on mine as she started to calm down. "I'm green now."

  "Good," I leaned down to press a hard lingering kiss to her lips, and when I pulled away she was limp with lust drunk eyes. "Now I'm going to taste you, lick you, bite you. I'm gonna drive you insane, and you can't do anything to stop me."

  "Please," she mewled wantonly and struggled in her ropes for a very different reason this time, her pleading eyes locked on mine.

  I slid off the bed onto my knees with my face level with Jen's gorgeous pussy, her arousal glistening in the low light. I leaned in and inhaled deeply, relishing her sweet scent for a moment before taking one slow lingering lick that ended at her clitoris. It was already swollen and engorged. A low guttural groan poured out of me ending in a long feral growl.

  "Fuck, your pussy tastes so good, Jen."

  Her only reply was a soft whine that turned into a gasp as I buried my face between her legs, this time letting myself go. I licked, and kissed, and bit at her tender flesh, losing my damn mind from the sweet taste and feel of her on my mouth and tongue. She tasted like pure heaven, like no other woman I'd ever known.

  I edged her over and over again, reading her body like a book as she tensed at the edge of each orgasm before I backed off. Her pussy got wetter and wetter for me, frustrated whimpers spilling from her lips. Holy hell, I could eat her out for the rest of my life and die a happy man.

  "Goddamn it, Ford," she finally blurted out in frustration when she realized I wasn't going to stop any time soon. I was enjoying myself entirely too much.

  I chuckled wickedly against her soaked folds, ignoring her as I thrust my tongue into her and fucked her with it for a while. She wiggled in her ropes, in what I think was an attempt to get my tongue where she wanted it, but it did no good. I had her bound securely. She had no control at all.

  "Damn you," she finally snarled out with frustrated anger in her tone. "Let. Me. Come."

  I pulled away abruptly and landed a stinging blow on her ass with an open palm that made her yelp in surprise. "You'll come when I decide you can fucking come," I barked out angrily. She glared at me with blue fire in her eyes, so I slapped her ass again. "Or not at all," I threatened. That got her attention. Her eyes widened in sudden panic.

  "You wouldn't," she said with a harsh glare, but her voice was a little tremulous and ruined her bluff.

  "Try me," I snarled out with a hard stare, my lip twitching as I fought a smile. I'd been pushing her to see how she'd react, and it worked. I loved it when she got mouthy with me, and it had been a while since she made me really earn her submission. She noticed my slip, and she used it to her advantage. Her eyes suddenly warmed into limpid pools of hot lust. Oh shit, I was in trouble now.

  "Please fuck me, Ford." Her tone was dulcet and pleading now. I suddenly knew that I was about to lose this fight. "I want you. I need you. I love you."

  Fuck me. How I could I deny her now?

  "I love you too," I panted out roughly. I flew to my feet, unfastening the fly of my jeans as I stepped closer to her and pulled my massive turgid erection out. Victory burned in her sapphire eyes, but I didn't even care. I'd been hard off and on since I texted her this morning, and a man only had so much self-control. She wanted to be fucked? Well, I'd fuck her alright. I'd fuck her damn brains out right along with mine.

  I didn't give her a chance to gloat for long. I wiped that smug look right off her face as I snarled and slammed into her in one deep solid thrust. She was so wet that there was no resistance whatsoever, and she let out a long guttural groan like I'd never heard from her before as she came violently. Holy hell, it was so damn hot. I stilled when I almost tumbled over the edge right along with her as her insides clamped down on me like a vise.

  I growled as I wrapped my arms around her legs and held her against me, buried deep inside her with my hips flush against her ass, and the length of her legs pressed to my upper body. I could feel her rope against my skin, feel the aftershocks shuddering through Jenny's body. I nuzzled my face against the skin of her ankle where it was bound to the other and resting on my right shoulder. "Motherfucker," I gasped out as I held on by a thread.

  "Ford," she begged desperately. "Please. Oh, please fuck me. Please!" She was mindless with lust now, and I wasn't far behind. I grabbed her hips in a bruising grip and gave myself over to it. I pounded into her again and again, the loud wet slapping noises spurring me on. All coherent thought was gone as a string of animalistic snarls bubbled up out of me. Jenny screamed and screamed as orgasm after orgasm detonated inside her, her convulsing body quaking all over.

  As the pleasure inside me finally crested, I pushed deep inside her one more time, my hand moving to her swollen clit and pinching it hard. I long hoarse wail came out of her as her pussy gripped me so tight it almost hurt. My release burst out of me like a goddamn detonation, scalding white-hot bliss scorching through me as I flew apart. The sheer force of it annihilated me into a mindless pile of ashes.


  When it was over, I was left panting and barely holding myself up. Jenny was still whimpering softly as aftershocks continued racking her luscious body. I pulled out of her and unfastened the rope connecting her to the steel suspension ring, lowering her gently back onto the mattress. I unbound her from the rope swiftly, eying the deep rope marks that indented the creamy skin of her legs and upper body with satisfaction. It was so fucking beautiful.

  I sat on the bed and pulled her into my arms. She wrapped herself around me, murmuring my name and telling me that she loved me repeatedly. I replied to each one with my own affirmation of love until she went limp in my arms and finally fell asleep, her mind and body completely spent. I stood and tucked her into my bed, then crawled in next to her and pulled her into my arms with her draped across my chest. I lie there staring at her gorgeous face for a long time, wide awake and happier than I could ever remember being in my life. Why would I want to sleep, when I could look at the woman who I loved instead? She was mine and I'd never get enough of her, never, and even a lifetime wouldn't be anywhere near long enough to get my fill.

  Chapter 6

  Jenny

  I wasn't usually much into daydreaming and fantasizing, but after this weekend that had obviously changed. Every time I tried to focus on work Monday morning, inevitably my thoughts would turn to Ford. When I closed my eyes, I could still feel his hands all over my body, the rope pressing into my skin, and his cock sliding inside me. No man had ever made me feel the things that Ford did. I didn't know that giving up complete control to someone I loved and trusted could be so liberating and erotic. I didn't know that feeling so helpless and vulnerable like that could feel so safe. I suppose that it all had everything to do with the total trust I had in Ford now.

  In a way, I was grateful for being blindsided by my past with David on Friday, if only because it helped prove to me that I had no reason to doubt Ford anymore. If something like that didn't chase him away, then I didn't know what would. I knew down to my very bones now that Ford would never hurt me or leave me. I sighed happily and stared off across my office, conjuring up images in my head of Ford's glorious nude body moving above me as his hard massive cock thrust in and out of me. I felt myself getting wet and sighed with longing as gooseflesh pebbled across my skin. The sound of an incoming phone call jolted me out of my fantasy. I looked at the screen and smiled. It was Ford. Speak of the devil.