by Christy Poff
The news sent him reeling. One man's personal vendetta now involved his wife and child.
"Trevor, get him before I do."
* * * *
"This just came for you, Simon."
"Thank you, Allistair."
Simon waited for him to leave and opened the letter. Charlotte napped so he walked to his study for time alone. He froze.
Last night's murder is your fault. I owe you and your wife. Nobody treats me like you have and gets away with it. Your time is coming, Simon. Hers too.
You cannot hide—anywhere.
Simon immediately called Trevor back and told him. Within the hour, a police helicopter landed on the lower lawn. Hammond raced to the house where Simon waited with Charlotte at his side.
"Does she know?"
"Yes, I would never keep something like this from her."
"You have to go into protective until we get him."
"We do that and he will keep killing until he gets us. It's me he really wants; the others are tools he's using against me. How many more have to die while we are..."
"Ok, but I want Charlotte safe."
"No, I will stay with Simon."
"You have to think about the baby. You can't risk that precious innocent."
"I will not leave. I trust Simon."
Simon turned to her and looked into her eyes.
"Charlotte, I can't fight this on top of the fear he's going to hurt you. If I lose you or the baby, I'll..."
"Simon, I love you. I won't leave you unless my master commands it."
Simon didn't like the position his wife had put him into. He could very well order her to go to a safe house while he and Trevor took care of the looming threat and he knew she would obey him. He knew she was fully aware of what the separation would do to them both. As her master, he knew he had to make the right decision but his mind raced.
She held his hand and the heat between them comforted him. After what seemed an eternity, Simon turned to Trevor.
"She stays with me. Increase the police patrols and do what you have to. We are going to act as if there is no threat. The sooner we take care of Grimes, the sooner I can get our lives back on track and prepare for the birth of our baby."
"But the risk..."
"I know the risk I'm taking, but this madman has to be stopped. The longer his threat looms, the more he wins and I refuse to let that pompous ass win any longer."
"Charlotte, are you all right with this?"
"The monster has to be stopped,” she said quietly.
"I hope you know what you're doing, bro."
* * * *
Trevor had security tightened around the Andersons. He didn't like the path they chose, but he understood it. Simon Anderson was not a man to be held down by anything or anyone save his beautiful and sexy wife. She had to be special for him to be following this route. Before her, he would have taken an extended vacation until the perp had been caught.
Simon had been threatened before, but never like this. He had to make a stand or others would follow in Grime's footsteps. Simon stood to lose way too much if he failed, beginning with his family and ending with his financial empire. Simon had been caught in a noose that slowly tightened around him and he fought to regain control.
Trevor prayed his brother-in-law knew what he was doing.
* * * *
Grimes came down from the power of the adrenaline rush after his latest murder. It never ceased to amaze him how whores would do anything to please the man paying for their services. Roxie had been no exception as she happily wore the wig he shoved into her hands.
"Ah, role-player, I see."
"Just put in on,” he ordered.
"Sure, baby,” she cooed as she went to the mirror and went to work on her makeover. When she turned, she got his approval and they left for Congress Hill, another elite sex club.
The evening went as planned until she refused to get down on her knees and act like a begging dog. Her insolent refusal angered him and he slapped her. Thrown out of yet another Washington club, he took her home and left her battered body on the doorstep, then drove away.
Rage took over and he returned, dragged her from where he left her a few minutes before, and beat the remaining shreds of her life out of her.
"Worthless trash,” he muttered as he left her.
He read the front-page and found a small item on a senator's secretary found murdered in her front yard. The senator, one of the few who had seniority on Grimes, was said to be distraught on the loss of his niece. Grimes laughed. Without realizing what he had accomplished, he added another trophy to his resume.
Grimes settled down and waited for news on his main targets. They had to surface and soon. Anderson wouldn't get away with embarrassing the great senator. He would make sure of it and in the process, show his enemy how to really dominate a woman.
Chapter 8
Simon and Charlotte rose early to the warmth of sunlight flooding their room. They had spent the night in the darkness of Simon's playroom and later moved to their bed between black satin sheets. As he slid from her side, the sheet moved from her and gave him an exquisite view of his wife.
Since she had become pregnant, her breasts had become rounder and subtler. She had a new beauty about her as nature took over. He gazed at her before he pulled himself away to go check his businesses and the news.
"What a view to wake up to, my master,” she said as he walked to his desk.
"I don't compare to you. You grow more beautiful each day, my sweet Charlotte."
"Come back to bed and tell me how to please you."
"In a moment, I need to check the news and financials from Hong Kong."
He went to the computer and brought up the reports he wanted to see. As he stood, engrossed with the figures, he didn't see her slip from their bed and cross the room to him. Her touch brought a groan from him as he felt her soft hands on his cock. He tried to concentrate on a news item about a grisly murder in DC, but Charlotte caused his attention to waver as he relished the touch of her lips to his shaft.
Charlotte teased him before she took his entire length deep into her mouth. She played with his balls until she had him where she wanted him and pulled her hands behind her back. He groaned again, this time at the sight of his beautiful wife on her knees, her hands behind her while she gave him glorious head. His hand went to her head and pressed her closer as she sucked him with a furious pace.
He could take it no longer and matched her pace, thrusting his cock into her mouth while he fucked her. Charlotte moaned with delight when he filled her with every drop in him.
"Charlotte!” he cried out as he exploded deep in her throat. Never had he found a submissive who loved to suck his cock like his wife. She had taken him to new levels and each time, gave him more.
He pressed her closer as she laved her tongue over his length licking his seed from him. As he released her, her tongue played in his slit as if trying to get any lasting remnants of his desire.
"My God, woman,” he gasped.
"Have I pleased my master?"
"My God, yes. I want to fuck that pussy of yours right now. Come here, slave."
"Yes, master,” she said as she stood up. He kissed her as he laid her across the desk.
"Charlotte, you will place your hands on the edge of the desk and part your legs."
"Yes, master,” she said as she obeyed his command.
"I want to squeeze your gorgeous tits while I take your pussy."
"Anything, please..."
He moved her hair from her shoulder and kissed her while he teased her entrance. Wet and waiting, he slid inside her easily. He rose off her back and leaned to the side to open a drawer. He pulled out an anal plug and pushed it into her ass, Charlotte moaning in delight. As he pressed his body to her and drove his cock deeper, his arms surrounded her.
"I love seeing your tits hang free for me. To see them move without restraint drives me crazy.” As he spoke, he thrust into his wife, he
r breasts brushing his hands. The nipple rings had not only served to keep her aroused at all times, but made her more sensitive when something barely touched them. As she tried to hold back her emotions, he tugged on the rings and she gasped.
Charlotte drenched his cock more as she came. His pace quicker, his force more powerful over her, she couldn't help but cry out his name.
"Simon, please..."
Simon slammed into her like a runaway freight train, his fury unleashed. She tightened her grip on the desk as he fucked her in both her pussy and her ass. As they came together, he squeezed her breasts and pulled her against him. Her hands went to his neck for support, her legs weak.
"Master, thank you."
"No, mistress, thank you. I love you, Charlotte."
She turned to kiss him. His lips covered hers as his tongue delved deep into her mouth. Simon felt his cock swell and fill her and groaned. As the heat built between them, he kissed her while he thrust into her and squeezed her breasts.
Simon satisfied his wife in four ways as he brutally took her against his desk. She cried out, but not from pain. She had never experienced pure, unadulterated love as they just had and she feared losing it. Simon felt her emotions, because deep in his soul, he felt the same things.
"Mine,” he whispered.
"Yours,” she agreed.
* * * *
"What is on the schedule for today, mistress?"
"I have a doctor's appointment with the OB/GYN and then I thought I'd come home and..."
"Hold that thought,” he said, grinning as the phone rang. He hung up and told her he had to go to the club about an incident the night before. “We'll drive in, drop me at the club and the limo is yours when you are done. I'm not sure how long this might take."
"How about I meet you there? I haven't been there since our first night together."
"Late lunch or early dinner?"
"Maybe more,” she hinted as she kissed him. She laved her tongue over his neck then blew gently over it. His arms went around her and pulled her close.
Simon drew back, kissed her deeply, passionately, and full of love for his wife and the mother of his child. Her hands grabbed his hair and held him to her while she returned the kiss as he gave it. They loved each other more each moment, an unbelievable bond created.
"I can't wait, mistress,” he whispered, his breath taken away.
Simon wanted to take her again, only somewhere the world couldn't touch them. Instead, he gazed at her, picked her up, and carried her to the shower. They loved each other under the hot water, then he surprised her.
Simon dressed her, refusing to let her do it on her own.
"My wife carries my child. She deserves to be babied and only by me."
"I could get used to this,” she murmured. When he finished, she wore a black lace thong under tight black jeans and a black silk blouse over nothing but her soft skin.
"I want you free and sensing everything though no other will see everything about you."
"Yes, master,” she said with a smile. “I love silk against my skin, especially when you've dressed me."
"Only the most erotic for my wife."
"I love it."
* * * *
"Yeah, what?"
"Senator, the Andersons are leaving their estate now."
"Good, follow them and if they separate, you know what to do."
"Yes, sir."
Grimes hung up and smiled. Soon, he would get Simon Anderson back for throwing him out of The President's Pub and humiliating him. He'd also show his wife what a real master could make her do.
"Douglas, get the guest room ready for Mrs. Anderson as we discussed. She'll be here a little later."
"And for Mister Anderson?
"He can wake up in the basement in the storage closet, for all I care."
"Yes, sir.” Douglas hurried from the room to do the senator's bidding.
Grimes laughed at the thought of how interesting the evening would be.
* * * *
"Charlotte, this is Bryan. He'll be driving today."
"It's nice to meet you,” she said, smiling.
Simon helped her into the car, then turned to Bryan.
"After you drop me off at the club, I want you to take my wife to her appointment and then her office if she'd like. After that, she's meeting me at the club for a late lunch."
Bryan tipped his hat in acknowledgement of Simon's instructions and closed the limo door once Simon had settled inside. Charlotte snuggled next to him, the mere touch of his body against her sensitive skin driving her crazy.
His hand went to her breast and massaged her feeling something different.
"Where are your nipple rings?"
"I don't think my doctor appreciates them. Besides, they are aroused as you like them."
Simon had to agree with her. He noticed her firm tips pressed against the silk and grinned. He squeezed again and she moaned.
"You are beautiful, my love."
"Thank you, my lord and master."
Simon lifted her chin and gazed at her. His mouth covered hers as he kissed her deeply, his love overwhelming her. She sensed something wrong and drew back.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm worried about you both. I keep wondering if I made the wrong decision."
"I won't leave you. Any threat to you threatens me. If anything happens to you, how will I go on?"
Simon pulled her closer and held her. She slipped her hand to where his cock strained to be free of his pants. She rubbed him and went to pull his zipper down.
"Not now. The club is around the corner and you have an appointment.” He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her palm, then each fingertip. He grinned when he saw her pouting like a small child who was told they couldn't have a toy from the store.
"Ah, my sweet Charlotte, I love you."
The car pulled to a stop in front of The President's Pub and Simon pulled her to him. As he draped her over his lap, he kissed her hard. Her arms went around his neck as she pulled him closer while his hand massaged her breast, then moved to her stomach. She moaned into the kiss and his hand went back to her breast. She pushed herself to him, afraid of any space between them.
"Mine,” he said.
"Always, I am yours, master."
* * * *
Charlotte settled into the plush leather seat of the huge limo. She felt lost in it and away from her husband. She hated being away from him but he had to attend to the club's affairs and she had to see her doctor.
A short time later, the driver pulled up to the Medical Arts building at the University Hospital. She assured the driver she wouldn't be long and went into the lobby, then up to the fourth floor and Doctor Allie Black's office. She went in, checked in with the nurse, and sat down.
Allie Black had been practicing for fifteen years. In her forties, she had dark hair and a firm figure from daily runs along the Mall in Washington and workouts several times a week. While she tried to be open to what her patients did in their private lives, one thing she didn't like was body piercings. When she had first seen Charlotte's, it took her back as she had heard of them but never actually seen them in reality, especially in the labial area. Charlotte understood and promised herself to remember to remove them before her appointments. The only one she would not remove was the navel piercing.
A few minutes later, Charlotte went into the small exam room and stripped out of her clothes for her check-up. A few minutes later, Allie joined her.
"How are you feeling today?"
"Good."
"Any nausea?"
"A little but we've found the baby likes to be massaged."
"Interesting,” Allie said with a smile. She took out a tape measure and measured Charlotte's stomach to check the progress of the baby's growth. Then she put gel on her stomach and spread it over her before she placed a small unit against her and started to scan. Once she got to the spot she wanted, she glanced at her patient and waited.
"W
hat's ... Is that..."
"That is your baby's heartbeat."
Charlotte couldn't believe she was listening to the baby's heart as it pumped away, strong and healthy.
"It's amazing."
"I love watching a new mother's first listen. Charlotte, you'll be having a strong little one in seven, maybe eight months."
Charlotte smiled, happy with the news, though she wished Simon had been with her to listen to their baby's heartbeat.
Before she left the office, she made her next appointment for two weeks later, then said good-bye to the receptionist. As she walked down the corridor to the lobby, her hand went to her stomach and gently rubbed it, everything good in her world.
* * * *
The limo pulled around to the front of the Medical Arts building. The driver opened the door for the woman coming out from the lobby. Once she settled inside, he closed the door and ran to the driver's side. His hand grabbed the door handle and just opened the door, when someone hit him over the head and shoved his unconscious body across the front seat.
At a stoplight, the passenger side front door opened and his body slid from the car to the hot asphalt of the highway. The light changed and the limo sped off, leaving him in the middle of midday traffic.
"Sir, we have your guest."
* * * *
Simon entered the club and went to see his manager.
"What happened here last night?"
"Nothing, sir. I would have called you if anything had."
"I got a call this morning about an incident needing my immediate attention."
"Not from here, sir. I've been the only one here and haven't called anyone."
"Shit! Call my home and ask for my wife.” Simon pulled out his cell phone and called Charlotte's. He got her voice mail. Checking his watch, he figured she was in with the doctor.
"Sweet Charlotte, call me as soon as you get this. Love you."
He hung up and paced, waiting for his manager to get back to him about the call to his home.
"I'm sorry, sir. Your butler said he has heard nothing from her."