Twisted (Dark Book 1)

by Ashton Blackthorne

  Still, as I pulled into the long driveway to my house, I couldn’t help but wonder why Ayden was targeting me. I knew he’d been Amber’s ex, but still I had a nagging feeling it was more personal, like he had been coming for me rather than her.

  Why?

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  Several hours later, I had Amber calmed down. We settled into the huge hot tub on the terrace. The night was cold, the breeze was strong, and the hot tub felt deliciously warm.

  “You’re the first woman I’ve had out here since I had this hot tub installed.”

  “This is gorgeous. I love it.” Amber sighed leaning closer to me.

  “I’m glad I brought you here,” I whispered, brushing her hair back. She looked so beautiful in the moonlight.

  “I never knew Manhattan could seem so peaceful at night. Maybe it’s because of what happened earlier.” Tears began to well again in Amber’s eyes.

  “Amber, I thought we agreed we’d discussed Ayden enough for tonight. He’s gone.” I touched my finger to her lips.

  She nodded pulling me closer to her.

  “Ash, I know Ayden was a bad guy, but I didn’t want him to die.” She bit her lip as she looked down.

  “I know, Amber, but it wasn’t your fault. The guy was crazy. I wasn’t trying to get him killed, but he did it to himself. It was out of our hands.” After hours of talking about him, I was ready to put the discussion to rest. The mere thought of him disturbed me greatly even though I’d never actually met him.

  “I hadn’t seen him in over two years. I don’t know why he just appeared. I started seeing him again a few months ago. He was always following me.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  Amber shrugged.

  “I didn’t want to think that the whole thing was starting up again. I thought he’d moved back to Chicago.”

  “Chicago? Was he from Chicago?” I sipped my glass of Pellagrino.

  Amber nodded.

  “Where about in Chicago?”

  “I think South Side. Why?” She finished her champagne.

  My heart beat in a dull thud. I felt the air become so thin I could scarcely breathe. Why did that matter?

  “You didn’t meet him there, did you? I know you’re from Chicago.”

  “No. I met him here in New York.”

  I nodded recalling the story. I just couldn’t shake the strange feeling I had about him.

  “I don’t want to talk about Ayden anymore, Amber.” I pulled her into my arms.

  “Neither do I,” she whispered. I could feel her tits pressed against my chest. The warm water swirled around us. Her lips were so close to mine.

  The hell with it all, I thought.

  I grabbed her face in my hands and kissed her deeply. It was if the floodgates had been opened and all the passion we’d kept hidden from each other over the years spilled forth. Over and over again, our lips met devouring each other. My hands roamed her body feeling every luscious curve beneath the water. Quickly, I untied her bikini top letting her breasts fall free finally revealing them to my hungry eyes. Her body was so beautiful my eyes drank in her loveliness. Amber clung to me running her hands over my muscular frame her tongue ravaging my own.

  “Fuck me, Ash,” she whispered as my lips trailed down her neck. I squeezed her tits feeling the full weight of them in my hands. My cock was standing up rock hard ready to plunge inside her.

  “Not here.” I pulled her up out of the water. Grabbing a towel, I fell to my knees drying her body as she stood shivering. Her tits swelled up even bigger with arousal her nipples hardening in the cool breeze.

  Wrapping the towel around her, I swept her up carrying her inside the house.

  Quickly, I ascended the stairs still holding her tightly in my arms. Her blue eyes met mine making me feel as if I was melting inside.

  I threw open the door to the master bedroom. My heart was beating so hard I thought surely she must hear it.

  I hit the dimmer on the light switch and the room was aglow in soft light. The bed was similar to the one I had at my house in the Hamptons and on Hyannis. It was custom made much larger than a regular king size bed. It sat on a dais against one wall with a huge mahogany frame. The stone fireplace was on and a fire danced merrily behind the glass. An enormous picture window offered a spectacular view of the New York skyline.

  “Ash, this is perfect,” she murmured as I laid her down on the bed. I stripped my shorts off as I stood staring at her laying on the bed. She looked like a goddess come to life. Her long blonde hair the color of honey fell in damp strands against her body. Her tits were huge and sat high up on her chest. Her waist was impossibly tiny and her hips swelled beneath them. She had the perfect hourglass figure. Her skin was golden tan.

  “Ash, is there something wrong?” she asked, noting my hesitation.

  “No. You’re just….perfect.”

  Her eyes softened as she motioned for me to come closer. Quickly, I shed my shorts and her mouth fell open.

  “My God, Ash….”

  “He won’t bite.” I laughed falling onto the bed next to her. I wrapped her in my arms feeling her breasts press against me. Her skin next to mine was sheer heaven. I kissed her down her neck feeling her heart beat against mine. This was it. It was really going to happen this time.

  Reaching, I swept her bikini bottoms off in a flash. I parted her legs scooting myself down so my face was between her legs. I longed to taste her.

  Amber’s head fell back against the pillows as I grabbed her tight firm ass and pulled her to me. I pressed my face into her pussy inhaling her delicious scent. She gasped as my tongue darted out finally tasting her. I wrapped my hands around her waist as I lapped her pussy sucking her sweet lips. She arched her back and buried her hands in my hair.

  “Please, Ash, I’m going to come.” She moaned.

  Her pussy drenched my face as I swirled my tongue over her clit. I felt her hips surge forward as her pussy began to pulsate.

  I wanted her to wait before she came, but she tasted so good I just couldn’t wait myself to have her bathe my face in her juices. I wanted her…all of her.

  Just as I’d expected, when she came she promptly drenched my face. Dripping with her sweet glaze, I leaned forward taking her tits into my hands squeezing them tugging on her nipples until she cried out. I longed to take her into my dungeon and have a long session with her. I’d love to put nipple clamps on those delicious tits of hers and lash her thoroughly with my crop before sinking my cock deep inside her.

  “Ash, please fuck me.” She moaned. Her hand drifted down to grab my cock squeezing it.

  “Not yet, Amber.”

  Turning her over, I pulled her up on her hands and knees. I wanted to take another moment and just gaze at her body.

  “What are you doing, Ash?”

  Without saying a word, I slapped her ass as hard as I could leaving a bright red mark. Over and over again I spanked her until her ass was glowing red.

  “Oh my God, Ash. That feels so good.” She pushed her ass back toward my hand. Her pussy was shining wet.

  Taking her ass cheeks into my hands, I pulled her open to reveal her dripping wet pussy and her tight pink asshole. I couldn’t decide which I’d rather fuck first.

  Slipping my fingers deep inside her pussy, I began working in and out fucking her hard with my fingers. Kneeling down low behind her, I ran my tongue lightly over her asshole delighting in how tight it was. I kissed her all over her, spanked ass soothing the sting of my blows. I continued to lick her asshole as I fucked her with my fingers. She moaned loudly trembling all over.

  “Ash, I’m going to come again. Please, I want to feel you inside me,” she pleaded.

  I could take it no longer. I wanted her back in the dungeon.

  “Not here, Amber.” With that, I pulled her off the bed.

  “The dungeon?”

  Anxiously, she followed me down the hall. Throwing open the double doors to my dungeon, I stood back awaiting her re
action. I expected she’d be shocked, maybe even offended. Surely, she’d never done anything like this…

  Amber walked into the dimly lit room looking around her. The dungeon I’d designed here was even more elaborate than the one in at my house in Hyannis.

  Since she’d been in my dungeon, I’d had a brand new St. Andrews cross custom made for me by a guy in Amsterdam. I had purchased all new sexual paraphernalia including a rack of paddles, floggers, whips, and of course, my favorite riding crop. I had nipple clamps, ball gags, spreader bars, and restraints.

  “What do you think?” I whispered as I slipped up behind her my hands cupping her breasts.

  She spun around her hair slapping me lightly in the face.

  “I LOVE IT! Oh my God, Ash, I never dreamed…”

  “That I was this twisted?”

  “No, not that. I….oh my God, I love this.” Amber ran her hands over the cross.

  “I just had it delivered yesterday.” I said indicating the cross.

  “I’m glad to hear, Ash.” She practically danced over to the cross taking her place in front of it.

  Ecstatic from her reaction, I took a set of nipple clamps and restraints over to her.

  She leaned back eagerly as I spoke about the importance of selecting a safe word and giving her consent. She eagerly gave me her safe word and nodded.

  “I’m ready, Ash.”

  I took a set of leather restraints and walked over to her indicating she should take her place at the cross.

  Suddenly, as I looked at her leaning against the cross, nude and vulnerable I just couldn’t do it. I thought about all the terrible things she’d been through lately. I wondered if she was ready for this.

  If I was ready for this.

  The restraints dropped from my hand as I pressed my lips to hers.

  “Amber, I can’t…I don’t think I can do this with you,” I whispered as I gently stroked her body. I couldn’t understand it. We had been this close before, but I just couldn’t bind her like I had before. It didn’t seem right after everything that had happened. She was too precious to me. She wasn’t just a sub to me.

  “What, Ash? I want you to do this with me. I know what I’m consenting to.” She pulled me to her again.

  Pushing away, I looked at her standing there completely gorgeous. Her pussy wet and ready for my throbbing cock, but I just couldn’t. Something within me wouldn’t allow me to do it.

  “Are you not intetested in me anymore, Ash?” Her lovely face went dark.

  “You know that’s not true.”

  She walked over to me pressing her lips to mine again. Her hands ran down my back and squeezed my firm ass.

  “Ash,” she whispered.

  “Amber,” I breathed, feeling her heart beat next to mine.

  “I love you.”

  I felt something inside me shatter. My heart ached with physical pain. I pushed her away. I couldn’t do this. There was no way I could do this. Not so soon after Veronica. My heart was still ached from Veronica’s betrayal. I wasn’t ready. Everything that had happened to us lately….It wasn’t time.

  Amber was too perfect, too important for me to ruin with all my emotional baggage. She meant everything to me as a secretary, a friend, and even a lover…

  I couldn’t hurt her. I couldn’t ruin what we had.

  She meant the world to me. She was all that I had.

  And everything I ever wanted.

  “Amber, no, I can’t do this. We can’t do this. Not now.” I raced from the dungeon to retrieve her clothes from the bedroom.

  “Please put these back on. I want you to stay the night, but not in my room. Take the guest room. Or I’ll take the guest room. I don’t want you leaving here tonight.”

  Amber’s face went white as tears began to form in her eyes. She clutched her clothing shaking.

  “Ash, what did I do? I’m sorry if I did something. We were having fun. Was it because I said I--”

  “No….I won’t hear of it anymore. We both just witnessed a tragic event tonight. You’re not yourself. If I allow this to continue, it would be irresponsible of me.” I grabbed a t-shirt and jeans pulling them on.

  “No, Ash, I did…I meant it. I’ve cared for you for years now.” Amber slipped her dress over her head.

  “Caring for someone doesn’t mean you love them. Amber, believe me, this is for the best. Stay here tonight. I don’t want you driving back to the city this late.”

  Amber stepped towards me. She brushed her hand across my unshaven cheek.

  “Ash, please. This feels so right. I’m ready to give everything to you. There’s nothing to hold us back. Veronica’s gone.” She whispered still holding her hand on my face.

  I grabbed her wrist and tossed it down.

  “No, Amber, I can’t do this now. Please, you can take my room. I’m going to sleep in the guest room. Tomorrow we can talk. We can even take the day off work.” I pleaded with her to understand. This was too much. Everything that had happened today was an emotional overload for me.

  Trembling like a leaf, Amber took several steps backward her face bright red.

  “How could you, Ash? I opened myself up to you. I put everything on the line for you! I just can’t…I can’t be here anymore.” Amber turned and ran from the room.

  Without hesitation, I followed her. I found her in the main room slipping her boots on.

  Grabbing her, I pulled her to the couch.

  “Don’t leave, Amber. It’s the middle of the night. It’s snowing outside. I want you to stay.”

  Amber choked back her sobs.

  “No, you don’t. You want me to stay as your guest, as your friend. Despite what just happened tonight, I’m still just your faithful sidekick, a business partner. You’ll never see me as a lover or a girlfriend.”

  My head was spinning. I shook my head vehemently.

  “That’s not true, Amber. Tonight is just not the time.”

  “Oh, I guess I was good enough to go down on, huh? I guess though I can’t compete with the great Veronica. Ash, you know what your problem is? You’re an emotionally constipated little boy who can’t get over his mommy leaving him!”

  I felt as though she’d kicked me in the balls. I ached all over. Rage then began to build inside me. How dare she use my mother against me?

  “Get out. Leave now, Amber, before you say something you can never take back.” I flexed my hands as I backed away from her. I had never been so upset with any woman before, not even Veronica.

  “Oh, I will, Ash. But not before you face up to the fact that every woman you’ve been with has been exactly like your mother. They all cheat and they all end up leaving you. It’s almost as if you have some type of genetic predisposition to being abandoned.”

  As soon as the words fell from her lips, I felt something between us collapse. I couldn’t look at her anymore. Her face froze as if she knew she’d gone too far.

  “Ash, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—“

  “Leave this room, Amber. I’m going upstairs to my study. I’ll sleep in there. As soon as it’s light and it’s safe to do so, please leave.”

  I spun on my heel and stormed up the stairs. I threw myself in a chair in the study watching the fire glow in the fireplace.

  Hearing the door open and then close, I lay back hoping that Amber was safe in my room.

  Fifteen

  Amber

  Wrapping my thin dress around me, I raced out the door down the elevator to my car. It was nearly 3:00 AM and the street was nearly deserted. Thankfully, I had my snow boots on as the snow had become quite deep in such a short amount of time.

  But I’d forgotten my coat inside Ash’s apartment. I gazed up at the penthouse where he lived, but I just couldn’t bring myself to go back inside. My face was burning with cold as I unlocked my car and hopped inside. I shoved my keys in the ignition. With several sharp turns of my hand, I tried to get the car to start.

  Nothing.

  I turned the keys again and agai
n. All that I heard was a ‘whir-whir’ noise as the engine attempted to turn over.

  Shit, it must be my battery.

  Slamming my hands down on the wheel, I felt the tears began to fill my eyes again. I just couldn’t keep doing this. Everything that had happened tonight. It was like I was living an actual nightmare. Ayden chasing us, tormenting us, and then crashing into the median to die a fiery death. Then Ash and I finally becoming close then…

  Oh God, had I really professed my love for him? How could I have done that on tonight of all nights? My heart throbbed with pain as I recalled the terrible things I’d said to him. I banged my forehead on the steering wheel.

  How could I have been so stupid? Of course, telling him I was in love with him was a horrible idea. He wasn’t ready to hear that from me or from anyone for that matter.

  I sighed deeply. All those things I’d said about his mother and Veronica. If I could take it all back, I would immediately.

  Looking up at Ash’s penthouse, I was filled with a longing to run up to him and beg his forgiveness. I wanted him to understand I hadn’t meant to hurt him.

  But I did love him.

  As hard as that had been to admit to myself, I knew it was true. He was more than just my boss and my friend. He was everything to me.

  And I couldn’t risk losing him either.

  Still, I couldn’t keep sitting out here in my car all night. The temperatures were well below freezing and without a coat I was rapidly becoming very cold.

  Maybe I should just call Ash. I turned to look for my phone in my purse in the passenger seat.

  It was gone.

  That was odd. I was sure I’d placed it there when I’d gotten into the car. Suddenly, an intense feeling of doom filled me. Chills went up my spine so much that I shivered.

  Someone must be in the car with me!

  Slowly, I reached for the door handle. Just as my fingers touched the cold metal, I felt a hand with a cloth in it clamped down over my face. A sweet odor filled my nostrils. Violently, I waved my arms around trying to hit whoever had me. I glanced up in the rearview mirror and caught a glimpse of his hazel eyes.