Doctor's Demands: A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  I sit on the chair on the opposite side of his desk and set my coffee down on it. “You never told me, Channing. When you caught your father and her having the affair, did she ask you for a divorce then?”

  The way his hair moves when he shakes his head draws my attention to the wavy dark locks. “No, she actually is the one who asked me to give her a chance to make it up to me. But she never really did make it up to me. I asked her to stay with me in my bedroom and she told me it was because I snore so badly that she slept in the other room.”

  “You don’t snore at all,” I say as I shake my head. “And this is really more than I want to know, but I have to ask. What about sex, Channing? Did you two have sex after you found out about their affair?”

  His eyes dart up to mine. “This is really uncomfortable, Beth.”

  “I know, but these are things I need to know to help you figure things out.” I tap my fingernails on the desk. “So just tell me.”

  “I was into something with her. She’s the only one I ever did anything like that with. Never before and I don’t care to get into that ever again, Beth.” He fidgets in his chair then stands up and paces in front of the huge window with a gorgeous view of the beach.

  “Just tell me. Shit, now you have my brain going most likely in the wrong direction.” I get up and move in front of him so he has to stop the incessant pacing. He looks down at me and takes my shoulders in his hands.

  “There’s a room at the house where we had sex.” He lets me go and walks away.

  “Are you ashamed, Channing?” I follow him and he turns back.

  “Yes.” He goes to sit down and looks at me as his head is slightly lowered. He peers at me almost shyly from under his thick dark lashes. “It’s a thing she was into and I didn’t know that until we were married. Then she introduced me to how she liked to have sex.”

  I move to stand in front of him and take his chin in my hand. “Don’t worry, Channing. I won’t judge you. I promise.”

  “Bet you will.” His eyes move to the side so he isn’t looking at me.

  “Trust me, Channing.” I ease down onto his lap and press my forehead to his. “You can trust me, Baby.”

  “The room is on the second floor. The only room that isn’t used for storage. It has a few things in there we used. I need to get rid of those things. Bad memories they bring me all the way around.” His hands move over my back.

  “What kinds of things?” I move my hands over his muscled arms.

  “Things she had me string her up with.” His breathing stops. I can hear his heart pounding in his chest. “I didn’t want to do those things to her. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she made me. She made me lash her with the whips. She made me take the chains and slap them over her ass. She wanted it and that was all that would make her orgasm.”

  “Oh, well, that’s not so taboo anymore, Channing. BDSM is kind of common. Not that big of a deal.” I kiss his cheek. “As long as all are consenting to it. Sounds like you were if you went through with it.”

  “Is it bad that sometimes it did feel good to do that to her?” He pulls back and looks at me. “And the first time, after I learned about their affair, I really went ape shit on her.”

  “I don’t think that’s good.” I smile. “But, I get why you would.”

  His lips quirk up to one side. “She actually told me to vent my anger on her body. After I whipped her until she was begging me to stop, I took her in such a dominating and in my opinion, ugly, fashion.”

  “Yeah, I’m sure I don’t want to know those details. But just know that’s perfectly human. And how many times did this happen once you two had agreed not to divorce?”

  “The first week, every day. I had so much anger and resentment. And the odd thing was she wanted me to do it. To beat her into submission. To make her pay for her transgressions. To make her be a better woman and wife.” He looks at me. “But it didn’t help. It didn’t make me feel better. Just the opposite, I felt worse. I felt bad about how her body was bruised and had red whelps where the whips and chains had hit her.”

  My heart is aching for him and I wrap my arms around him. “I’m so sorry that happened. That’s terrible. You should have divorced her and ended it all before that happened. But it happened and you can’t take back anything you’ve done.”

  “After that week of what I look back and think of as torture for us both, we just stayed away from one another. The last night I did it, I fell apart. It was me who was crying. It was me who curled up in a ball in my bed, alone and begged God to forgive me.” I pull back and see the tears threating him.

  “She asked for it, Baby. Don’t blame yourself. You didn’t bring it up, right?” I search his eyes and find them so full of sadness.

  “No, I didn’t bring it up. But I did lay into her flesh to try to ease my pain and that’s wrong. That’s completely wrong.” His head shakes as he looks down. “If anyone ever does that to anyone I love. Well, I think I’d want to kill them.”

  “What a complex life you two had,” I mutter. “I can see why you have no real feelings about her death. You must’ve had to shut down your feelings and emotions about her at all to be able to do that to her.”

  His sigh rings out in the large office. “I never ever made love to her. I only fucked her. I only hurt her. And only because that’s the way she wanted it.”

  “Sounds like she didn’t love you, Channing. You were a prize, not a love. She got the gorgeous younger man. Wealth. Things she would’ve never had otherwise. So this thing she had with your father. Do you know how that was?”

  “When I found them. It was raining, and I had called and called her when I came home from work and she wasn’t there. Then one of the secretaries called me and told me she saw my wife’s car pulling into a huge mansion just outside Miami.” He looks away as a haze covers his eyes.

  “It turned out to be your father’s home?”

  His head moves so slightly it’s almost not moving at all. “It was, and I pulled up and found both of their cars there. I found the front door unlocked. I had never been there before. I didn’t even know he lived there. But I knew his car, and it was his. The license plates had his last name on them.”

  “I assume you found them in bed together.” I run my hands over his tight shoulders.

  “The door to the bedroom was open. I stopped just to the side and leaned back against the wall as I heard them. They were talking soft and sweet to each other. No harsh words, no sounds of slapping of flesh. No hardness at all. The things she told me were the only things that got her off.”

  His long pause lets me know that really did hurt him. “Did you confront them then and there?”

  “No, how could I? They were murmuring, I love you’s, and things like that. Things she and I never did. Not ever. So I left and confronted her when she came home.” He takes my hands in his and holds them between us.

  “I think that’s a good thing that you held onto your sanity at a time most people can’t.”

  “But I didn’t hold onto it. When she told me to teach her to do right, I laid into her flesh with a vengeance.” One tear falls down his tan cheek. “She winced every time she sat down that entire week. I kept her ass red. I should’ve let her go.”

  “So there is a chance she was trying to get you into an accident to get rid of you and keep the money. That’s something to keep in mind when anyone tries to make you feel guilty about the accident, Channing.” I lean in close and kiss his cheek. “You aren’t the man she was making you be.”

  “An animal resides in me, Beth.” His eyes go very dark as he looks into mine. “I let it loose on you once already when I so callously told you we were through because of words my father said. Now I know they weren’t true and I hurt you so bad. The animal inside me has the power to hurt people so completely.”

  “I think we all have that, Channing. Don’t be so hard on yourself. I forgave you. Jana wanted you to do that to her. Just try to be aware of that and keep it reined in
.” I smile and he only frowns back at me.

  “I don’t deserve you.”

  I kiss the tip of his nose. “You do.”

  “You’re so sweet and innocent and I hurt you.”

  “And I forgave you. I never want to talk about it again. Now let’s go to lunch then maybe, if you can pull yourself out of this funk, we can go home for a little one-on-one time in the sheets.”

  “Sex? You want to go home and have sex with me?” He looks very puzzled. “After all I’ve told you, you still want me?”

  I nod and hop off his lap. “Channing, you’re too hard on yourself. And no, I don’t want to go have sex. I want to go make love to you and show you how tender you can be.”

  His smile and the way he extends his hand out to me tells me he’s on board with my idea.

  But what a dark side this man has…

  Chapter 8

  CHANNING

  With all of my terrible faults, she says she still loves me. She still wants to be with me after I told her my deepest darkest secrets.

  Maybe she’s the crazy one!

  She’s taking a long hot bath before we go to bed for the night. Not that I let her sleep that much. I can’t seem to get enough of her and my therapist told me that was natural.

  It’s amazing how many things the therapist tells me is natural. I’m not sure I believe her entirely.

  Since I’ve become wealthy I’ve noticed that hardly anyone tells me anything but what they think I want to hear. As if that makes me pay them more money for the job I’m asking to do.

  My cell lights up as I have the sound off and I see a number I’ve never seen before. “Hello, Channing Michaels, here.”

  “Hello, Mr. Michaels. This is Detective Radisson. I know it’s late.”

  I interrupt him, “Yes, it is.”

  “Sorry about that. I just wanted to let you know that your father, Morgan Riley, came by to see me this evening.”

  “I bet I know what he told you.”

  He clears his throat. “Yes, I bet you do. Now, I need to inform you that if you are seeing someone it doesn’t exactly matter. But if you were having a relationship before your wife was lost at sea, then it does.”

  “Not a problem. I didn’t meet this woman who he’s accusing me of having an affair with until a month after my wife’s death. I hired her as my personal assistant. She’s with me everywhere I go because of that reason. I also have her living in a room in my home so she could have more off time instead of driving back and forth from the corporate apartment she lived in which was part of her salary.”

  “I see,” he’s quiet for a moment and I can hear the sound of a pencil scribbling over paper. “Mr. Michaels, I know you’re a busy man and need an assistant. In light of this situation, don’t you think a male assistant would’ve been a better choice?”

  “She was the best person for the job. She is very good at what she does. I saw no need to worry about the gender of the person just the qualifications.” I tap my fingers on my leg as this is making me mad that anyone needs to think about who I have working for me.

  “Okay. Well, that is your business, sir. I do need to remind you that your wife has not been declared dead yet. She will have to be missing for five years before that can happen.” His words take the air out of my lungs.

  “Five years?” I find my body is shaking. “That’s a long time to stop my life from moving forward.”

  “I realize that. But until her body is found or some other type of evidence is found where a coroner can declare her dead, then we have to wait five years for that declaration.”

  “Okay. Um, what about me moving on with my life? I should be able to do that, right?” I ask as I rub my temples.

  “Personally, I’d wait at least a year.” He taps something on his desk and it clicks in the phone. “And about your father. Now this is only my opinion. He’s a loose cannon where you’re concerned. I can see him going to the media when we do nothing with what he’s told us. Also, if we find out you did know the woman he’s accusing you of having an affair with before the time you’ve told me then we do have a problem.”

  “No problem. I’m telling you the truth. If that’s all, then I’d like to get off the phone and go to bed. It’s been a hell of a long day.”

  “Sure. Bye.” He ends the call and I take in a deep breath then find my father’s number.

  He answers with a smug sounding voice, “Did you get a phone call from someone you didn’t want to talk to, Son?”

  “I have news for you. It will take five years before they declare her dead if they find no body. I have more news for you. Unless I knew my assistant before Jana’s death, which I did not, that would be the only reason they’d have to question me. So your plan didn’t work. And you have actually done me a favor because now our relationship can be out in the open.”

  “And if Jana is rescued? What then? Do you mean to tell me if your wife comes back from the sea you would tell her she has nowhere to live because you have some bimbo living with you?” He sounds so smug, it’s unbelievable.

  “She’s not coming back from falling into the ocean that far out. It would be impossible. And the answer to your question is yes, I will tell her she has no home here any longer. You have all of her things, you take her in. If she comes back from the dead that is.” I turn to find Beth looking at me with a confused expression. “Bye.” I hang up and look at her.

  “What was that about?” she asks as she comes to sit by me.

  She has on my T-shirt and when I run my hand up her smooth thigh I find that’s all she has on. Her dark hair is lying in limp strands around her pretty, cleanly washed face.

  My lips touch hers as I cup her neck. “Don’t worry about it. It was good news for us.”

  She pulls back a bit. “Good news? For us?”

  “Very good news for us, Baby,” I say as I let my lips move over hers.

  Pushing her back on the sofa, I move my body over hers as she asks, “Aren’t you going to tell me this good news? It is about us after all.”

  All I can think about is having her on my arm everywhere I go. Holding her hand whenever I want. Kissing her whenever wherever I want.

  My body is hot and my cock is jerking to attention. I grind my jean covered cock against the cotton fabric of the T-shirt where it barely covers her sweet spot.

  “Uh, uh. First, I want to taste every square inch of you. Then I want to feel you from the inside and make you scream my name. Over and over I want to hear your screams as I make you all mine, Baby.”

  Her hands move over my back and her breathing is already going ragged. Her words come out raspy, “K. If that’s what you want.”

  Beth’s hand moves to the button of my jeans and she undoes them and sends the zipper down. Her hand is on my cock and she’s moving it out, freeing it.

  Her hands push at my jeans to get them off me as our mouths search the others. Our tongues colliding in a dance that sends us into a frenzy.

  I wiggle my body to help her get the jeans off me. Her feet come up and push them the rest of the way down then she moves them in such a way that sends them all the way off.

  Then her hands are on the hem of my shirt and she’s pulling it up. I stop our kiss only long enough to let her pull the shirt off over my head then I’m back on her.

  The way she grips the muscles of my back and moans makes me happy in a way I’ve never been before. Her adoration of my body is stimulating.

  Her legs ease up mine. Her feet moving over my calves until they’re bent and her pussy is primed and ready for me.

  She arches up as I move to fill her with my thick, hard, cock. I push it into her and a tiny amount of wind moves up her throat and enters my mouth in a puff of heat.

  Another hard thrust I give her and she groans and rakes her nails over my back. Her body moves with mine as if we’re on some cloud somewhere instead of this sofa in one of the many living areas this huge house has.

  In one way I can’t think at all, only
feel her body underneath mine. Then a million thoughts are running through my head as to all the places I want to take her.

  I want to introduce her to my mother and grandparents. I want to take her to Spain. I’ve always wanted to go, and no one has ever wanted to go with me.

  Her hands move up into my hair and mess it all up and I love the way it feels. I move harder and deeper into her and her breasts smoosh against my chest. Only the damn T-shirt is stopping me from feeling them completely.

  I pull my mouth away as she looks at me with questions covering her face. Then I pull it off her and she smiles and pulls me back to her. Our mouths collide again and I feel like I could live right here like this forever with her.

  I move my kiss from her lips to her neck where I nibble and suck on her tender flesh. She moans and scratches my back and runs her nails up either side of me.

  I moan against her skin, “I’m going to buy you a ring.”

  She moans back, “Okay.” Her legs go all up and down the back of mine.

  Her body starts quivering and I know she’s about to let it all go. I bite her then pound into her hard and heavy. My cock is moving fast to ignite her fire and send her into another place and time.

  She screams my name as her body clenches my cock. I hold back until she starts to ease up then I let mine go, and it takes her back into another hard orgasm.

  “Channing!” Her last word before her body goes slack. Every muscle loose and spent.

  I lie on top of her until all of our little jerks and pulses are done. Then I move off her, but keep an arm and a leg over her.

  My lips touch her cheek. “So if I give you a ring, you’ll accept it?”

  “Of course, once this is all cleared up. Why wouldn’t I? I am more than crazy over you, Channing.” She looks at me with such sweetness in her dark green eyes.

  I run my hand over her cheek. “I want to have babies with you, Beth. Lots and lots of babies.”

  Her dark brows go up. “Babies? Lots of them?”

  I nod. “I want it all with you, Baby. The whole nine yards.”

  “As soon as this is all cleared up then we can have that.” She sighs and lies back then closes her eyes. “Whenever this is all over then we can be us.”