by Piper Stone
But loving Gio.
I had little more time than to splash water into my face and plaster on my pretend smile. As I headed toward the elevator, for some reason I glanced at my phone, maybe wishing he’d call. And he had, at least once, maybe more. I’d refused to answer and he hadn’t left a message.
Stalemate.
I stood in the emergency room, watching the chaos of the night. We were one of the busiest in the city and I was more than thankful I didn’t have this duty.
Five minutes turned into ten. Then fifteen and I was far too antsy to wait. The second I turned to walk away, I noticed headlights. A black SUV pulled along the curb, the windows heavily tinted, or maybe my eyes were fading. After trying unsuccessfully to get the attention of a nurse’s aide and a gurney, I walked outside, standing on the curb.
If I was expecting some activity, I was sorely mistaken. I finally knocked on the driver’s window, ready to lay down the law.
The driver was young, very handsome with the bluest eyes I’d ever seen. He stepped out of the vehicle, a huge smile on his face. “Dr. Rossi?”
“Um... Yes. Where is the patient?”
He moved around me, opening the rear passenger door. “Right in here.”
I knew the instant I took a step and peering inside that something was off. Only two people knew I was changing my professional name and only one in the city of Columbus.
The space was empty.
His rugged and massive hands pushed me inside and only seconds later, the doors were locked.
“Fuck! Let me out of here!” Immediately trying the door, I cringed. My heart had palpitations, my mouth going dry. I refused to panic. What in the fuck was going on? Was I still in some kind of danger from my adventure with Giovanni? As the SUV drove away, I tried to think rationally. There was a smoked glass panel between the driver’s portion and the rear. “Who are you? What are we doing?”
“Relax, Doctor. I’ve been hired to take you somewhere. You can change. I won’t be able to see you.” The deep voice from some unseen speaker should have terrified me. Instead, it piqued my curiosity as I noticed the hanging bag on the other side.
I chewed on my cheek before reaching for it, unzipping. A single piece of paper floated out, the handwriting more like calligraphy.
For a dazzling woman, the love of my life.
Shivers trickled down my spine and I fingered the note. “Gio.” The dress was scarlet in color, the front beaded with jewels. In the bottom of the bag were sexy stilettos. I fell back against the seat, trying to collect my thoughts.
And my mind.
Could I do this all over again? Could I allow him back into my life?
When I fingered the dress, my legs trembling, I knew the answer.
* * *
I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, the tips of my fingers pressed against the thick glass. The city lights seemed even more dazzling tonight, shimmering in the evening sky. Even the moon was brighter, the full glowing orb positioned just above the skyscrapers. Lilting music floated in the suite, adding to the flutters in my heart. I’d know the music anywhere.
Rachmaninoff.
I took a sip of my wine, trying to calm my nerves. The suite was exactly as I’d remembered, opulent in every manner, but perhaps larger in life than before. I could make out the stunning lines of the Steinway, the dark ebony stain more like effervescent glass. Everything about this was surreal, but I’d never wanted anything more.
His reflection appeared behind me, standing in dark pants and a crisp white shirt, his dark hair longer than I remembered. He kept his distance, remaining silent as he sipped his drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, desire building to the point my inner thighs were slickened, my nipples aching.
I wanted him. I craved him.
I no longer cared about the consequences of loving a dangerous man.
After a full minute, he sauntered closer, one hand planted firmly in his pocket. I could feel his hot breath skating across the back of my neck, the scent of him more breathtaking than ever. I was lost in this moment, the very core of me ignited.
What this man did to me.
“I set you free,” he finally said, the tone smooth, crushed velvet on a snowy day.
“Freedom comes from the heart. You caged me the day you brought me here the first time.”
I heard his subtle but ragged sigh, could see the way his hand was clenching around the thick tumbler.
“How did you get me here?” I had to know the answer.
“Walter Johnson owed me a favor, especially since he would like to keep his job at the hospital.”
I shuddered. The man had tentacles everywhere.
“If we do this, I’ll never let you go again.” This time, his tone was more of a growl.
“I don’t want you to let me go, Gio. I need you. I need us.”
Just saying the words was cathartic, although little more than a whisper. Time stood still, the city lights no longer flickering. There was only the music. There was only the two of us.
“I’m not a good man, but I’m trying to be.”
“I have complete faith in you,” I whispered.
And I did.
He took another sip of his drink then flanked my side, taking the wineglass from my hand. Every action was pronounced and very slow as he walked toward the coffee table, easing both glasses onto the surface. He returned and with a single finger, he slid the tip down from the back of my hair along my spine, moving to the ‘V’ point of my dress positioned just below my waist.
“You’re stunning,” he said with such an air of confidence.
“Beautiful dress.”
“Beautiful lady. My lady. My incredible Minx. I realized I couldn’t let you go. You belong to me and you always will.”
Shivering, I placed my other hand on the window, trying to remain steady but with every stroke, the simple touch of his hand, the fire became all consuming.
His eyes never left mine in the window as he lowered first one spaghetti strap on my dress then the other, allowing gravity to take the slip of material to the floor.
“You’re a very bad girl. You will always be.”
“I thought you’d enjoyed that side of me,” I countered, purring my words.
“Mmmm... Perhaps.”
I didn’t need to be commanded to step out of the dress or to remain where I was. I knew exactly what was coming. I watched in fascination as he took his time removing his belt, fingering the leather before folding the strap in half. “You will be required to obey me at all times. There is no question.”
“Yes, sir. I am well aware.”
“And you will be punished for any infraction.”
“I wouldn’t expect any less, my sweet sir.”
He smiled and eased the belt under his nose, taking a deep whiff. “And I will always love you, more tomorrow than I do today.”
I was surprised he’d actually said the words, ones I knew were so difficult to say. “And I love you.” I eased my legs apart, arching my back, excitement and anticipation swelling until stars floated in front of my eyes.
The first crack was all about noise, the leather merely making contact with my bottom. The second was more severe, forcing me up onto my toes in the four-inch heels. The third rushed pain into every muscle but I bit back a whimper.
A slight growl emulated from his throat, the sound a reminder that he was in full control. He rubbed my ass cheeks, caressing in such a gentle manner. Then he issued four more strikes, one coming after the other.
The discipline no longer made me feel shame, only a warmth sliding into every cell in my body. This was what I needed, body and soul.
He continued the spanking, taking his time to make certain my bottom was heated, my upper thighs feeling the sting.
And I loved him more for it.
I was exhilarated, pressing my hands so hard against the glass that they were white. Even my breath had created a slight fog, giving the haze a beautiful glow.
&nbs
p; “Four more,” he stated. So demanding. So in control.
“Yes. Sir,” I said proudly, accepting the gift of his love, his adoration.
The sound was one I’d never forget, the sharp crack as the strap made contact and the guttural sound he made every time the belt hit my bottom.
When the spanking was over, he pitched the belt across the room and whisked me into his arms, cradling me against his chest. There was no need to say any words, no requirement for any pretense. This was raw and pure, exciting and yes, dangerous. This was our life.
Together.
He laid me on the edge of the piano, taking his place on the bench and opening my legs wide. “Now I feast.”
Back where we started.
Laying my arms out to the side and arching my back, the moment he buried his head in my pussy, I realized that for the first time in my life, I was free.
Free to love.
Free to share.
Free to be the woman I was always meant to be...
The End
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