by Ivory Quinn
“Well it’s one of the few things he was right about.” His hands slid up her back and tangled in her hair. “Do you find me attractive, Red?”
“Of course.” She blushed, but didn’t see any point in lying. He knew he was god-like in proportion and visage. She’d have looked foolish if she’d said no to protect herself.
“Do you trust me to do what’s best for you?”
At that she hesitated, biting her lip as she stared up at him. Did she trust him? Cal and Jax did, otherwise she wouldn’t be here. She’d trusted him enough to get naked into a bath with him. Could she trust him with her body? He’d made a compelling argument, but could she get over her morals enough to give it up to him? “I think so.” She murmured and he smiled.
“Will you let me do this for you?”
She’d barely said yes when his lips met hers and she gasped. His lips were soft and sensual, but they plundered her mouth fiercely, devouring her. She froze at first, but then his hips moved against hers and all rational thought fled beneath the pleasure he’d unleashed on her. Abandoning herself, she pressed against him, fingers curling tightly in that amazing blue-black hair as she kissed him like he was the oxygen she needed to survive.
She squeaked when he lifted them both upright out of the bath, water cascading from them in streams. “Hold on, Little Jungle-Monkey.” He grinned. “You’re going for a ride.” She burst out laughing and wrapped her legs tightly around him as he strode, sure-footed, out of the bath and into the bedroom, grabbing a towel on the way past. How could she have thought this was a bad idea? He was manhandling her in the most provocative way and he’d just called her his little jungle monkey. It’d be cute if he wasn’t so irrepressibly sexy.
Towelling down her back briskly, he tossed the damp bath sheet behind him and climbed onto the bed, capturing her mouth again as he pressed her down into the soft sheets. He was fierce and overwhelming, but it was so different to Gabriel. There was no fear here. This was just pure, unbridled desire. He released her and she relaxed back into the sheets, but he gave her no time to recover, sucking her breast into his mouth and flickering his tongue delicately over the nipple as she rocked beneath him, trying to increase the sensation.
“Easy.” He whispered soothingly, laying a gentle kiss over her heart as he moved to the other breast. “I’ll get there.” Beneath him, she twisted and gasped, trying to ease the ache between her thighs.
“Please, Blue!” She whispered urgently, pulling his face up to her. “I need more.”
“Settle down.” He kissed her gently, fluttering his lips around the corners of her mouth. “I’ve got a reputation to uphold, don’t you know?” She huffed in frustration and he burst out laughing. “We can’t rush this, Red.” He laid a trail of kisses down between her breasts and past her navel. “If this is the only time we get to do this, I have to make it worth it. It’s not often I get to fuck spontaneously for fun.”
“I’ll do it again! Please, I jus-...” She arched right off the sheets as he slid a large finger into her at the same moment his tongue swept through her folds. “Oh my god...” She whispered, straining to breathe through the flames that had lit up across every nerve ending she owned. She burned. Her hands clutched at the sheets as he tongued her clit, driving her mindless with want. He licked and suckled, all the while driving those gloriously masculine fingers into her, again and again. In minutes she was soaring into freefall, throwing her head back as her body shuddered around his fingers and tongue.
“Fuck, Red...that was beautiful.” Blue’s voice had gone hoarse as he raised his head and gave her a lazy smile. “Let’s do it again.”
She burst out laughing as the aftershocks rippled through her. “Are you trying to kill me?” She joked. “If I come like that again in the next five minutes, I think I might actually pass out.”
“Duly noted.” He licked a fiery trail up her still quivering stomach, holding her still as she giggled.
“That tickles!” She protested, squirming away from his mouth, and he nipped her in the side.
“But you taste so good.” He flashed her a grin, revealing pearly white teeth that stood out against the bronze of his skin. “I think you’re the first woman I’ve fucked I haven’t wanted to coat in maple syrup.”
“You haven’t actually fucked me yet.” She pointed out drily and the heat between them flared up.
“Yeah.” He whispered huskily. “About that...” He moved over her, surrounding her with the sheer size of him. She felt tiny and fragile in his shadow, and hot, so very hot.
“Blue...” She murmured as he kissed her again. He tasted of her, but beneath that there was something deeper that was all Blue. He tasted of sunshine. It was the only way she could describe it. His skilful tongue gently danced and duelled with hers, soft where before it had been fierce. It was no less breath-taking and, when he slid into her, she broke away and cried out his name.
“I know, Red. I know.” He moved over her, stroking her hair and kissing her as he slowly rolled their hips together. “You’re so beautiful, Red.” He murmured into her ear. “So fucking sweet and soft.” He lifted her hips to get deeper and her eyes flew open.
“You’re big” She whispered wonderingly as he thrust again until he was all the way in, and he kissed her forehead.
“You’re perfect.” He whispered back. “So small and delicate...and so tight.” He slid a hand down between them to play with her clit and she made soft noises of pleasure. “Come for me again, Red.” He pleaded. “I want to watch again.”
“Only if you come with me.” She gasped, rising into him as he picked up the pace.
“Then this’ll be over soon. I don’t want to make you wait.” He drove into her again and again, but it was gentle and sweet. He whispered over and over how beautiful and amazing she was, until she came, crying out his name, and he spilled into her.
“Thank you.” She reached up to touch his face with shaking fingers and then she burst into tears.
“It’s okay.” He soothed, pulling out of her and gathering her up to spoon. “You’re still grieving. Just let it out.” He pulled the coverlet over them and held her close until she’d cried herself out.
“I’m so sorry.” She snuffled a few minutes later when she’d regained control of herself.
“Don’t apologise. You took it much better than I expected.” He sounded impressed and not a little proud.
She couldn’t help herself. “Your cock or the concept in general?”
He went still for a moment and then burst out laughing. “Both.” He kissed the back of her neck. “Glad to see you smiling. Come on, we should continue with your education.” He made to sit upright, but she rolled and caught his arm.
“Really, Blue, thank you. I didn’t know how much I needed that, or how scared I was.”
“Anytime.” He brushed it off and she let it go, letting him push the covers back. She sat up to see what they were doing next and there was a rush of stickiness to her thighs.
“We didn’t use a condom!” She gasped.
“It’s okay, I’m clean. Master Henway makes us get tested frequently.” He paused. “Are you on birth control?”
“Yeah, I get the injections.” She relaxed slightly, realising her heart was pounding. “We should have had that conversation an awful lot earlier.” She shook her head, angry at her recklessness. “That could have been awkward.”
“I don’t know.” The twinkle in his eye let her know he was joking. “I think a little purple baby would be a great accessory.”
She frowned. “Purple baby?” He waited a couple of beats and then chuckled when she still didn’t get it.
“Didn’t you study primary colours at nursery school?” He asked. “What do you get when you mix red and blue?”
“Oh. I see.” Feeling a bit silly, she ignored his smile and pushed off the bed, heading for the bathroom. “I should go clean up.”
“You want a hand?” He swatted her backside on the way past and she squeaked.
“No thanks. I’m sure I’ll manage.”
“Take your time. The bath water should still be hot.” Amused, he watched her through the door and then went in search of clothes.
Chapter five
In the bath, Noelle took a moment to gather herself. She couldn’t believe what she’d just done. Blue was gorgeous in every way, but that didn’t excuse her behaviour. Gabriel had broken her beyond all redemption with his ideas and thoughts. A year ago she’d never have slept with a stranger. She’d never go back to being a good person again. She could hear Gabriel’s voice so clearly in her thoughts...there is no such thing as good and bad, there’s only man and woman and the things that pass between them. Was it so wrong that she’d allowed Blue to take care of something she’d been so afraid of?
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, letting her body float in the water. How could it be wrong? Her morals were screaming at her that she’d done a Bad Thing, but her upbringing could never have taken into account Gabriel and the things he’d done to her. There was no training for that, no moral guide to right and wrong. Would any God want her to suffer when the means of her healing were so close to hand? If it was so wrong, would nature have made her so attracted to him? She had been so afraid and Blue had taken that away from her.
And was it really that bad? Was she so fallen? Hundreds of thousands of people had one night stands all the time with random strangers they picked up in bars and clubs. At least she’d undertaken this with some sort of rational thought process and an introduction from someone she trusted.
It was time to let go of everything she knew and start at the beginning. She couldn’t rely on her past to guide her any more. From now on she was Red, believer in biology and not an awful lot else. And when that got too big and too confusing, she could retreat to being Noelle until it started to make sense again.
Settling her feet to the bottom she rose out of the water, determined to start afresh, and stepped out of the bath.
“You okay?” Blue asked when she reappeared in a towel and she nodded, unable to take her eyes off him. He was still naked and she knew it was rude to stare, but he was just astonishingly beautiful. “Good. I’m just going to clean up and then we’ll get you dressed.”
“I think I can manage.” She protested, gathering up her jeans, and he burst out laughing.
“You’re not coming into my playroom in those clothes, Red. I’ve borrowed a few things until we can get you a custom fitting.”
“Oh, I see.” Feeling stupid again, she sat on the edge of the bed and started towel-drying her hair as he vanished into the bathroom. It felt like a lifetime ago that she would have asked instantly how much that would cost and tried to come up with an alternative. Now she had so many millions in her account she didn’t know what to do with them. She was still uneasy about the amount of money she had. She’d wanted to give most of it to charity, but Jax had persuaded her to keep hold of it for at least a year before making any rash decisions. Sometimes she thought he knew her better than she knew herself. She’d never have thought to come here.
“That’s a serious face.” Blue appeared in the doorway. “What are you thinking about?”
“I was wondering how much all of this is costing.” She admitted. “It’s not an issue, but I’m curious.”
“Training is free.” He tossed his towel to the floor in the bathroom and strode towards her. “I wasn’t kidding when I said the Master likes to invest in people. If you’re good, you come back. We book you in for appointments and the house takes a forty percent fee per session.”
“And the rest of it?” She blushed.
“You’ll pay for your own clothes obviously, but that’s it.” He followed her glance at the bed and grinned broadly. “That wasn’t work, Red. That was fun. I don’t get paid to have fun. I do it because I want to.”
“Oh.” She breathed, a rush of warmth enveloping her. He was far too nice to be a Dom, surely?
She watched with great appreciation as he got dressed, parading around in front of her with absolutely no shame. “This afternoon I’m doing a scene with a woman that has office fantasies.” He explained, pulling on a pair of finely cut trousers. “Her thing is being dominated by a man in a suit.”
“I think it might be my thing too.” She joked as he pulled on an expensive and perfectly ironed shirt, and he snickered softly.
“Thanks.”
“When you say ‘dominated’, is this a bossing around type thing or a tie up and spank thing or a sex thing?” She asked curiously and he tried to hide his amusement.
“The middle one. Karen likes to be restrained and punished. Nothing in your profile shows you have any proclivity for humiliation, so we’ll avoid that for now.”
“What do you mean by ‘punished’?” She asked, reminding herself to breathe as he pulled on a waistcoat. She’d always had a soft spot for a guy in a three piece suit and Blue filled his out to awe-inspiring perfection.
“She likes to be spanked and flogged. If she’s had a particularly stressful week, she’ll ask for the violet wand.”
“Violet wand?” Noelle frowned. “What’s a violet wand?”
“It’s a little bit like a taser.” He grinned, realising how shocked she was. “It’s dialled down so it just gives a nasty snap across the skin. Sometimes I’ll use clamps on her. She doesn’t like it, but she’ll take it.” He reached for his tie. “Would you put this on for me?”
He came and knelt at her feet and she smiled. “I’m sure you don’t need my help.”
“True.” He grinned. “I just want you to drop the towel.”
“Then you should have just asked.” Shaking her head with amusement, she dropped the towel, letting it pool around her waist on the bed, and gathered up the ends of the tie.
“This is good.” He settled well-muscled forearms across her thighs as he watched her knotting his tie. “You’re getting comfortable with me.”
“Was there any other option?” She mocked, tightening the knot and straightening his collar.
“You’d be surprised.” He replied softly, surprising her with his sincerity. “It tells me a lot about you, Red.”
“Like that I’m a slut?” She asked, trying not to sound defensive, and he shook his head.
“No. More that you’re not as broken as you think.” He pressed a hand to her heart. “You still have room in there for a lot more trust than you give yourself credit for. Trust me enough, and one day you’ll learn to trust yourself.” Her throat tightened and she looked away, trying not to cry at his kindness. “Don’t hide it from me, Red.” His fingers cupped her jaw gently and tilted her face back to his. “I need you to be honest with me. That means showing me everything.”
“I knew it!” She swallowed the lump in her throat and made herself smile. “All that sweet talking was just to get me to move the rest of the towel. Showing you everything indeed...” She tutted, but her eyes were still prickling and he gave her a genuine smile.
“As much as I adore your naked body, we both know that wasn’t what I meant. I’ll let it slide for now, but understand me on this...” He caught her gaze and held it, almost mesmerising her with the depth of his eyes. “You will tell me everything. Is that understood?”
“Yes.” She whispered.
“Good.” Getting back to his feet, he took her hands. “I’ll put my jacket on when we go down. Let’s get you kitted out first.” Pulling her upright, he led her to stand in the middle of the room and then went to the chest of drawers, where a pile of clothes was lying on top. When he returned, he knelt at her feet and lifted her legs one by one into a garter belt. His hands were so big they engulfed her ankles and she blushed softly, remembering how his fingers had felt inside her. He opened a new packet of stockings and gently rolled one up her leg. For a moment she froze and he stilled instantly. “What’s wrong?”
He looked up at her and she shivered. “Gabriel liked to dress me. I haven’t worn stockings since.”
“
Do you want me to stop?”
She knew without doubt that all she had to do was say yes and he would take them away, but she wasn’t Noelle any more. She was Red. “No, I’m fine.” He studied her for a moment, trying to ascertain if she really meant it, and then nodded.
“If you want me to stop at any point, just say so.” He smoothed the other stocking up her leg, clipping them with precision, and then took a moment to just run his hands down the backs of her thighs. “You really do have beautiful legs.”
“I wish they were longer.” She joked, diverting her embarrassment. “I feel so short compared to all the men in my life.”
“Don’t wish that.” He said emphatically. “You’re tiny and perfectly formed. A guy could lose himself for days in these curves.” His hands slid up to her hips and he leaned in to give her navel a cheeky swipe with his tongue.
“Blue!” She squealed, jumping backwards, and he started to laugh.
“Come back here, woman. I’m not even close to being done yet.”
“Then don’t lick me by surprise!” She shot back. “You startled me.”
“I’ll be sure to give you advance warning next time.” Chuckling still, he held up a pair of fine French lace panties for her inspection. “These are new so don’t freak out.”
“They’re beautiful.” She let him manoeuvre her into them.
“Building a persona is all about layers.” He explained, sliding them into place. “However sexy you feel inside, wearing greying, over-washed granny pants isn’t going to help you feel badass. You should always wear sexy underwear. In fact, when you get home tonight, I want you to go through your underwear drawer and throw out everything that’s more than six months old.”
“That’s the entire underwear drawer.” She commented drily and he shrugged.
“Then so be it. We have appointments in town on Monday. We’ll buy you new stuff then.”
“You’re taking me shopping?” She asked incredulously and he shrugged.