Absolving His Sins: Trident Security Book 7

by Samantha A. Cole

  The guilt coursing through her for believing all these years he was an abuser of women had settled deep in her gut. She should have known he wasn’t anything like her father. She should have researched the lifestyle instead of jumping to conclusions. Yeah, she was sure there were people involved in BDSM for the wrong reasons and were hiding behind the veil of the lifestyle to justify their destructive behavior, but Carter wasn’t one of them. Jordyn still had so much to learn about it, but now her curiosity had her wanting to research it more. She didn’t think it was necessarily the lifestyle that was drawing her in, but, instead, the dominant male currently holding her hand, sending bolts of electricity through her nerves to the junction between her legs. Was there a place in the figurative road where they could meet in the middle? Maybe, but first things first—make sure Justin received a new kidney and had a happy life ahead of him, then track down the Deimos mole and send the bastard to hell.

  Pulling up to the valet parking at the hotel, the two climbed out of the vehicle and retrieved their duffels from the trunk. The sun was starting to set and a chill was in the air. For November, the weather in D.C. and California had been a little warmer than usual, and a sweater was all she’d needed. But if they were going to Montana next, Jordyn was going to need to do some more clothes shopping. She should have insisted they swing by her apartment in Virginia before they’d hit the airport, but she hadn’t thought about it until it’d been too late.

  Carter followed her through the hotel to the elevators without a word. His face was blank, but his jaw was clenched. She couldn’t think of anything to say to ease his apparent anger and frustration. It must have been hard for him to be in the same room with the man who’d raped his foster sister and not have killed him.

  When the elevator doors opened on the third floor, Jordyn lead the way to their room. If Carter wondered why they only had one, he didn’t ask about it. Before she’d gone back to the prison to get him, Jordyn had pulled up the floor plans of the hotel on his laptop they’d brought and plotted at least three escape routes. It was something he’d trained her to do no matter where she was.

  Pulling the room key from the back pocket of her jeans, she unlocked the door to their room and pushed it open. As soon as the door shut behind them, Carter dropped his duffel to the floor, spun Jordyn around, and pinned her to the wall. Before she could ask what was going on, his mouth came crashing down onto hers. He kissed her with every emotion he’d been holding back all day. Bending his knees, he grabbed the back of her thighs and picked her up. Without rational thought, Jordyn dropped her duffel and jacket she’d still been holding then wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. His prominent erection rubbed against her core and she moaned into his mouth at the contact. Their tongues danced as they kissed like their lives depended on it.

  Carter’s hands lowered to massage her breasts as his body held hers against the wall. He licked and suckled his way to her jaw and neck. “Jordy . . . sweet, sweet Jordy. I need you . . . I need you to remind me there’s something good and beautiful in this world instead of all the evil surrounding us.” He ground his hard cock against her clit, and Jordyn almost came right then and there. “Please, I need to take control . . . to have you submit to me. Please say yes; I swear I won’t hurt you, but it will be intense.”

  “Yes,” she whispered, tilting her head to the side to give him better access to the sensitive spot behind her right ear.

  His mouth left her skin as he pulled back just enough to stare into her eyes. “I need to hear you say it, sweetheart. There’s no room for misunderstandings here.”

  His gaze bored into her soul and butterflies took flight in her belly. There was no way she could say no. She couldn’t deny him if she tried. “Yes,” she gasped, trying to slow down her breathing to speak clearly. “T-take control. Tell me what you . . . you want me to do.”

  “Just listen and follow me. Let me do the thinking for both of us. All you have to do is feel . . . feel how alive we both are. If I do anything you’re not comfortable with just say the word red and I’ll stop.” One hand left her breast and tugged at the collar of her shirt. Bending his head, his teeth clamped down where her neck met her shoulder, then he licked away the pain.

  Shivers went up and down her spine as her eyes fluttered shut. “Yes . . . oh, God, yesssss.” They’d barely started and already she felt more alive than she had in years . . . since the first and last time she’d been naked in his bed.

  “Say it, baby. Tell me your safeword.”

  “Um . . . I . . .” Jordyn couldn’t think. She couldn’t do anything but feel his body against hers. “I don’t remem—”

  “Red, baby.” He lifted his head and cupped her chin with his hand. “Look at me, Jordy.” Her gaze met his intense stare. In his blue irises, she saw a storm raging within him—one she wanted him to unleash and consume her with. “Tell me what your safeword is; I need to hear you say it.”

  “Red . . . it-it’s red.”

  “Do you trust me?”

  Do I trust him? Yes, she trusted him to cover her six. If she didn’t, they wouldn’t be here. She trusted him here and now to bring them both pleasure and ecstasy without hurting her. But did she trust him with her heart? That was the one answer she couldn’t give right now—thankfully, it wasn’t what he was asking. “Yes, I trust you.”

  Chapter 16

  “Thank fuck!” Carter’s hands went to the hem of Jordyn’s sweater and dragged it up her body, revealing all the luscious flesh beneath it. “Lift your arms, baby.”

  When she did, he pulled the garment over her head and tossed it to the floor. His mouth found hers again, and he devoured her as he grabbed her ass, carrying her over to the end of the king-sized bed. It was at that moment a thought popped into his head. Pulling his lips from hers, he raised an eyebrow at her. “Is this your room or mine?”

  Jordyn’s cheeks flushed. “Um . . . ours.”

  “Ours? One bed? Damn, woman, you just made my day, and possibly my year.” Placing one knee on the mattress, Carter lowered her down, nibbling on her neck as he did. Reaching behind her, he unclasped her bra, but instead of removing it all the way, he slid the straps down her arms, then used them to tie her wrists together. When he was done, he ran his fingers under the bindings to make sure her circulation wouldn’t be compromised. Instead of fear, he saw lust flare in her eyes and that made his cock grow harder. He quickly relieved the both of them of the firearms and knives hidden on their bodies and placed them in a pile on the night stand.

  Kneeling on the bed, he dragged her further into the middle by her armpits. It was then he finally allowed his gaze to drop to her bare breasts. He brushed his knuckles over the sensitive, mauve peaks and reveled in Jordyn’s response. She shivered, moaned, and clenched her thighs together—that last part wouldn’t do.

  Carter glanced around. He didn’t have any of his toy bags, so he’d have to improvise. “Stay there, sweetheart.”

  Standing, he strode to the closet and inspected the contents. An iron—that would do. In the bathroom, he pulled open two drawers before finding a hair dryer. Grabbing it and two hand towels, he headed back to the bed. Stopping at the foot of it, he stared down at her. Damn, she was beautiful.

  Jordyn saw what was in his hands, and her eyes narrowed in confusion. “What’s all that for?”

  Waggling his eyebrows, he replied, “You’ll see.” Dropping the appliances and towels on the bed, he reached up and undid the snap and zipper of her jeans, then pulled them down her legs, along with her thong. He swallowed hard—she still kept herself bare, a fact he loved. Once she was completely naked, he took one of the towels and wrapped it around her left ankle, then looped the cord of the hairdryer over it. Jordyn watched him, but didn’t question him. Glancing down to where the legs of the bed were hidden by the dust ruffle, he realized he still had a problem. “Scoot down, sweetheart. It’s not quite long enough.”

  “Long enough for what?” she asked while doing as he�
��d ordered, which thrilled him.

  “Keep coming.” Once her ass was near the foot of the bed, he lifted the skirt and wrapped the hairdryer around the bed’s leg. He quickly repeated the process for her other ankle with the cord of the iron, then winked at her. “There. Now you’re wide open for me.”

  Ever since she’d said she trusted him, the tension in his body had been slowly fading—well, what had come from his anger and frustration. His sexual tension, however, was skyrocketing. Pulling his shirt over his head, he tossed it on a nearby chair, then fell to his knees. “Hands above your head, Jordy, and keep them there. I want to see how many orgasms you have for me tonight.”

  Her eyes widened, and she tried to close her legs, but the makeshift bindings held her in place. Leaning forward, Carter nipped the inside of her thigh causing her to yelp. “I said, hands above your head, baby. Follow my orders, and I’ll let you cum until you can’t cum anymore. Disobey me, and I’ll teach you all about orgasm deprivation.”

  “Like hell! You wouldn’t dare.” Despite her outburst, she lifted her arms above her head.

  He gave her an evil grin. “Good girl, keep them there. And yes, I would dare.”

  Peppering the inside of her thighs with kisses, he made the journey to her pussy torturously slow on purpose. She squirmed her hips and he put a stop to that right away by wrapping his arms around her thighs and holding her pelvis in place. Her skin was so soft and delicious; he could spend a lifetime feasting on it. When he reached the junction of her legs, he flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit and restrained her hips when she bucked them. Using his fingers to expose her little gem, he gave it a thrashing with his tongue before closing his lips around it and sucking.

  “Oh, shit! Carter!”

  He loved making her scream his name and hoped one day to hear Master Carter fall from her lips with ease. He’d give her everything she’d ever dreamed of and all he asked for in return was her submission and her orgasms—they were his and his alone.

  Moving his mouth down to her pussy lips, he ran his tongue through them, which caused her to start begging. “Please!”

  “Please what, baby?” He sucked, licked, and nibbled on the plump, bare flesh, savoring her taste. If he had his way, he’d be the last man who enjoyed her bounty. “Please make you cum?”

  “Yes!” Her hands gripped the sheets above her head and twisted them.

  “Not yet. I’m going to take you so high that when you fall it’ll seem like forever before you come back to earth. But don’t worry, I’ll be here to catch you.”

  Releasing her hips, he brought one hand to her breast and puckered nipple, and the other to her swollen labia. As his mouth returned to her clit, he slid two fingers into her soaking wet core and coated them with her juices. Pulling them out again, he dragged them downward between her ass cheeks, rimming her rear entrance. She gasped and bucked her hips again. Her thighs clenched as she unsuccessfully tried to close them.

  “Tell me, sweet Jordy, have you ever let a man take you back here?”

  Her gaze ran down her body until it met his. Lust was written all over her face, which was coated in a fine sheen of perspiration. “N-no. Never.”

  “Someday, I will. Your body is mine, and I’ll mark my claim on every inch of it.” He spit on his fingers and brought them back to her ass, lubricating her tight hole. “But it will take some preparation for that. For now, just relax and let my finger in.”

  Instead of relaxing, she tensed and her ass clenched. “N-no.”

  “Jordy, trust me. I won’t hurt you.” His finger continued to circle the puckered hole while his other hand played with her nipple. “I’ll take it slow. Don’t say no just because you’re scared. And remember, I won’t accept no as your safeword. Do you want to say red?”

  There was a long pause as he let her decide what she wanted to do—while she figured out what she wanted to let him do. The whole time his fingers stayed in motion while his tongue ran up and down her slit in a slow, soothing pace. Seconds passed, and he felt her relax a bit. Finally, she answered him. “No, I don’t want to say it. But I will if it hurts.”

  “There shouldn’t be any pain, baby. It might be a little uncomfortable, but that’s normal for a virgin ass.” He spit on his fingers again. There was no lube handy, so he used what he could to make sure he didn’t hurt her. “One day, I’ll introduce you to some more pain for pleasure, but not tonight.” He attacked her pussy with his mouth, tongue, and teeth, wanting to give her a distraction. When she was squirming and moaning again, he pushed his finger into her asshole a scant millimeter, then withdrew. He did it again, and again, gaining a little more ground with each thrust. Whenever she tensed at the unfamiliar invasion, he distracted her with his mouth and other hand until the muscles in her thighs and buttocks relaxed. Her gasps, cries, and begging increased as he took her higher and higher. While her mind might still be undecided, her body was totally onboard with what he was doing to her. Her pussy wept with her juices, which he was more than happy to lap up. The sweet and spicy taste tantalized his taste buds, and he was certain he could survive the rest of his life by drinking nothing else but her.

  When his finger was finally past her sphincter, he sensed she was right on the edge of the cliff he wanted her to fly from. His mouth left her just long enough to say, “Cum for me, Jordy.” His teeth bit lightly on her exposed clit, and she screamed her release. He wouldn’t be shocked if someone in the room next to them called the manager about all the noise, but Carter didn’t care. Watching Jordyn shatter for him was the most incredible sight he’d ever seen. And he swore he’d never take it for granted.

  Standing, he quickly shed his pants and grabbed a condom from his wallet before tossing it aside. Grabbing her hips, he pulled a still panting Jordyn to the edge of the bed. He really should give her a few more orgasms before he took her, but the need to be inside her was so strong, he couldn’t wait any longer. He had all night to make it up to her.

  After donning the condom, he lined his cock up with her slit and eased into her. Jordyn moaned. “P-please, let my legs go. I want to wrap them around you.”

  With his pelvis making slow plunges and withdrawing again, he lifted her right leg and then her left, sliding the towel and cords from her ankles. Her legs encircled him with her heels resting on his ass. Leaning over her, his mouth found her taut nipple as his cock fucked her core. Her body rocked in time to his as she met him thrust for thrust. The drag of her walls was the sweetest torture. His body, mind, and soul celebrated. Being inside her was where he belonged, and he was finally home. Never again would he let her run from him—and he swore he would never give her a reason to. But first he had to convince her of what he already knew in his heart—she was the love of his life and belonged to him.

  The room was filled with their combined gasps, moans, curses, and heavy breathing. The scent of sex filled his nose. They were joined in the most primal way they could be. She had been made for him. From the moment she’d been born, she’d been his, even though it would be decades before either one of them knew it.

  A tingling started in his spine as he fucked his sweet Jordy faster and harder. Pushing up on one hand, he snaked the other between them and found her clit. There was no way he was cumming without taking her with him. “Cum for me, baby. Cum for me now!”

  Her channel squeezed and quivered around his shaft as she shrieked his name. Three more thrusts and he roared, following her over the edge into a vast abyss. He couldn’t stop his eyes from closing even though he wanted to watch her come apart. Black, white, and gray spots flashed behind his lids as he emptied his seed into the latex barrier. One day, he’d take her with nothing between them, but that would be a choice they’d make together.

  When the last of his orgasm began to fade, he collapsed on top of her, doing his best to keep most of his weight on his arms. Sweat and deep flushes covered both of them. Jordyn’s sated and exhausted gaze met his. “Damn, that was even better than I remembered.”
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  Trying to catch his breath, he grinned. “I’m not too sure. We might have to do it again as soon as I recover, just to be certain. Any objections?”

  “Not a single one.”

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  At 6:15 in the morning, Jordyn was finishing up in the bathroom when someone knocked loudly at their door. Already dressed, Carter snatched his 9mm from the nightstand, then strode to the door. A check through the peephole had him relaxing and swinging the door open to let Jake Donovan in. Carter had sent him a text letting him know where to find them after he and Jordyn had taken a breather from their marathon sex sessions last night and had dinner before some quick shopping for warmer clothes. “Thanks for coming, Jake.”

  “No problem. Gives me a chance to make things even with you. I owe you for helping with both Alyssa and Kat, among other things—it’ll be awhile before I can call it even with you.” Jake had been guarding Boomer’s fiancée when she’d been kidnapped by Russian mobsters. Carter had put a bullet in one of the kidnappers’ heads while the other guy had been killed by a SWAT sniper.

  Handing Carter a secure satellite phone the spy had requested as he passed, the former SEAL walked into the room and glanced back with a raised eyebrow after he spotted the one bed then heard Jordyn in the bathroom. “I won’t even ask.”

  “Good. Because I probably wouldn’t answer. Nick with you?”

  Jake leaned his ass against the room’s dresser and crossed his arms. Two inches taller than Carter, Jake was just as lean. With his brown hair and sharp, green eyes, he had movie star features that had many women hitting on him, but since Jake was gay, it never mattered to him. “Nope. He got called up two weeks ago. No idea where he is or when he’ll definitely be back, but they told the team to plan on missing Christmas. You know, it kind of sucks being on the other end of that.” His submissive/boyfriend had less than a year left on his commitment to the Navy and SEAL Team Three before joining his older brothers and Jake at Trident.