by Sadie Haller
“No, my phone is still off.”
“New rule, baby girl, your phone stays on and you answer when a friend calls. No excuses.”
“There you go, being all bossy again.”
“Your safety is non-negotiable. You had a lot of people worried today.”
He was right. She’d been inconsiderate. Guilt started to eat at her again.
“Stop beating yourself up, love.”
Fuck, how did he always know?
“You give it away every time, and that’s a good thing. For both of us. I would like to know one more thing. How come you snuck out instead of coming to me and using your safeword? You’ve used it before and it’s been okay.”
She’d asked herself the same question countless times already, and the answer was always the same. “I don’t know.”
“Okay. But don’t be surprised if it has something to do with trust.”
Ten
The rope was rough in her hand. She felt guilty for going into Wil’s toy bag, but she wanted to surprise him. She didn’t think he really meant it when he said no sex, he was a man, after all. But as with everything else, he was true to his word.
Her face had been healed for almost two weeks and Wil hadn’t so much as hinted at rope or bondage. He did occasionally pull out his Dom-voice which made her knees melt. She wondered if he realised she did stuff on purpose just to get him to use it. Probably.
She looked at the rope again. Not so scary. She thought about the photos Wil had of other women he’d tied up, and jealously reared its ugly green head. She didn’t want him tying anyone up but her.
She checked the clock. Time to get moving, he’d be walking through the back door in a few minutes.
Naked, Hildy knelt at the door, her head bowed, Wil’s rope in her outstretched arms. She was terrified this was going to backfire, but her patience had run out. She fought the urge to raise her head when the door opened, and she had a horrifying thought. What if Wil wasn’t alone? Maybe she should have given this a little more careful thought.
“A naked woman bearing rope. What a beautiful sight to come home to. Up you get, sweetheart, it looks like we need to have a chat.” Dom-voice.
Hildy lifted her head, relieved that Wil was alone and sporting a wide grin. He took the rope from her with one hand, and helped her up with the other. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, teasing her lips open and plundering. Want surged through her like lightning through copper.
Wil took her hand and led her to the sofa in the living room. He laid the rope down, then pulled Hildy into his lap as he sat. “So, what’s this all about?” He asked as he patted the rope beside him.
“Trust.”
Wil hugged Hildy tight and kissed the top of her head. “Okay. First, show me your palms.”
Yeah, that was fair. She held out her hands. Wil nodded, then lifted Hildy’s hair and slowly worked his way around her hairline at the nape of her neck. He wouldn’t find anything. She’d been so good. She hadn’t ripped out any hair since that awful day.
“Such a good girl. Okay, we’ll try something very basic, no knots. Stand up, lift your arms, and lace your fingers behind your head.” Wil picked up the rope and folded it in half. “All I’m going to do is wrap this around you, just below your breasts and slip the two loose ends through the middle. Okay?”
Hildy looked at the rope Wil held out and nodded. He stood behind her and reached around in front, lifting her boobs with his thumbs as he placed the rope right where her boobs and chest met. It felt a bit scratchy against her skin, but she liked it. How weird was that? The rope tightened briefly, then was gone.
“Good girl. That’s enough for today.”
“But—“
“Enough.”
She spun around and put her hands on his chest. “Wil.”
“Let’s end this on a positive note. We can do more another time.”
“Please?”
He took her face in his hands and touched his forehead to hers. “Baby, I’m so scared I’m going to fuck this up again, and I can’t bear the thought of losing you.”
Hildy clutched at his shirt, “Wil, I want this. I need this.” He wrapped her in his arms and hugged her tight. She rested her head against his chest and she could hear his heart racing as she felt it pound against her cheek. Gradually it slowed and she felt him relax a little.
“Okay, we can try a rope harness, but I need you to promise me you’ll safeword if you have a problem.”
“I promise.”
Wil released her and spun her around so her back was to him again. “Okay, we’re going to start a little differently this time. Hands behind your head again, like you did before.” Wil reached in front of her and placed the rope above her breasts and she felt a bit of friction at her back and some tugging as he tightened the rope “Give me a colour, love.”
“Green.”
“Good girl. Here comes the next one.” He brought the rope around the front, this time beneath her breasts before she felt more friction and tugging. “Still green?”
God, she loved it. She didn’t think she could get any greener. Each tug brought her a little more peace.
“I need an answer, love.”
“Oh, yeah, I’m good.”
“On we go, then.” Another pass above her breasts, more tugging at the back, then he brought the rope over her shoulder and moved to stand in front of her. He grinned at her and she grinned back. He passed the rope between her breasts, slipping it beneath all the ropes that were around her chest. A little more fussing and tugging, then he placed the rope over her other shoulder. “Still good?”
“Mmm.”
“I need a colour, love.”
“Yeah, I’m green.”
“Excellent. A knot at the back, and we’re done.” He stepped behind her and a few tugs later, he was done. “Still green, my good girl?”
“Hell, yeah.”
“You look beautiful. Now go wait for me on the bed. On all fours, I think.”
Hildy raced off. She didn’t need to be told twice.
The jangle of Wilson’s belt buckle had Hildy wet and ready to beg. She’d waited weeks for this and she didn’t want to wait another moment. She felt the bed shift behind her as Wil climbed on.
“I thought I wanted to fuck you like this, but I don’t. I want to gaze into those beautiful eyes of yours while I love you. On your back, sweetheart.”
Hildy turned over and her heart flipped in her chest. Wil’s eyes smouldered as he stroked her cheek. He leaned down and touched his lips to hers before he kissed his way to her earlobe and nibbled. “I love you, Hildy Klein.”
She wanted to say those words back so badly, but she was still trying to figure out what they meant. She needed to give him something, but it had to be something that meant the same to both of them. Then it came to her. “Wil?”
He pulled back and looked into her eyes, “Yes, love?”
“I...I trust you.”
“Thank you, baby girl. That means everything to me.” Wil crushed his lips to hers before trapping her bottom lip between his teeth and tugging gently. He caught hold of her wrists and held them over her head in one hand as he kneed her legs apart. He let go of her lip and kissed a trail south until he reached her nipple. He sucked and licked it as he slid one finger, then two into her eager pussy.
“Please.”
He released her nipple with a pop. “Please what, love?”
“Please don’t tease me.”
“Okay. You’ve been such a good girl.” He let go of her wrists and kneeled up. “Leave them there.” He leaned over and grabbed a condom packet from the bedside table and opened it. He paused a moment. “On second thoughts, you do it.”
Hildy grinned as she sat up and took the condom from him. Normally, she’d tease him for a bit, but she was done waiting. She deftly rolled the condom over his erection and flopped back on the bed throwing her arms back above her head
Wil positioned his cock at her entrance, hol
ding it there as he leaned forward. He reached up and laced his fingers with hers, then rested his weight on his elbows. He lowered his mouth to hers as he slowly entered her body.
Fuck, she didn’t want slow and gentle. She was horny as hell and wanted hard and fast. He eased out of her, and as he slid back, in she thrust her hips up to meet his. “That wasn’t quite what I had in mind, but we can go there.” He let go of her hands and rolled them over until she was on top.
Hildy knew Wil wasn’t likely to give her control very often, so she’d have to make every opportunity count. She laced her fingers with his, like he’d done earlier and lifted up so just the head of his cock was inside. She kissed him as she slid down hard, taking him deep. She rocked back and forth for a few strokes before rising up and plunging down again. She varied her depth and speed until she felt the tell-tale flutter. She plunged deep one more time and ground her clit into Wil’s pubic bone. She let go of his hands and guided them to her hips. He pushed up into her as he held her tight against his body, the friction doing delicious things until she finally let go with a long, low moan.
Wilson held her hips tighter and thrust up and ground into her, sending her over once more before she felt his cock pulsate as he came. Spent, she lowered herself onto his chest and his voice rumbled. “A quick cuddle now, then it’s off with the condom and the harness.” She nodded and drifted off, only vaguely aware of Wil untying her.
Eleven
Hildy joined Mac in the kitchen where she was busy loading the dishwasher. “So, you’re really going to give up your place and move in here with Finn?”
“Yup. It’s still months away, but it’s only a formality.”
“Still a pretty serious formality.”
“It’s not marriage.”
“Close enough.”
“Brat.”
“You love me anyway.”
“I do. So, are you really up for this?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Mac closed the dishwasher and turned to Hildy. “Safeword if you need to.”
“I know, but I’m relaxed.” Hildy held out her palms. “See, no nail marks and here,” She lifted her hair, “no pulling.”
“In that case, let’s go. Finn’s been vibrating with anticipation all day.”
“Ha, so has Wil.”
Hildy and Mac sauntered down to the play room where Finn and Wilson sat on chairs side by side.
Finn grinned. “Glad to see you both finally made it. We are beginning to think you weren’t coming. Mac, strip and bend over, please.”
Mac walked over to Finn, slipped out of her clothes and folded them, then bent forward resting her palms flat on the floor.
“Good girl” Finn picked up a butt plug off the table next to him and loaded it with lube. Mac moaned as the plug slid home.
“Oh, you like that, do you, baby girl?”
Hildy swivelled her head toward Wil. She’d been so absorbed in what she was watching, the soft whisper caught her off guard. “What?”
“You tend to pay very close attention whenever Finn plugs Mac’s ass and that little smile that plays over your lips gives you away. Mac’s getting a fun spanking tonight, but your ass still has to pay for putting yourself down while you were injured, so we’ll be doing a bit of a variation on Mac and Finn’s scene.”
Shivers shot down Hildy’s spine, and oh boy, they were the good kind. She smiled up at Wilson and he couldn’t quite keep his lips from tipping up at the corners. “Okay.”
“Strip, fold your clothes, and lay over my lap exactly like Mac.”
As she removed and folded her clothes, Hildy studied Mac’s position over Finn’s lap. Her hips were against Finn’s left thigh, her own legs extended back and trapped beneath Finn’s right leg. Her toes supported her, bent almost like she was wearing high heel shoes, and her palms were flat on the floor. Okay, it looked precarious, but she could do that.
Hildy laid herself over Wil’s lap, emulating Mac as best she could. Once she’d settled, Wil clamped his leg over hers. He stroked her back and she relaxed.
“Good girl. You earned ten with the leather strap for putting yourself down. I know you thought I wouldn’t follow through, so I decided to give you a little added intensity to make sure you get the message loud and clear.”
He parted her buttocks and she felt a little thrill. He was finally going to use a butt plug. She liked anal, but Wil was taking everything so damned carefully, they’d barely got past missionary since they’d started having sex again.
The probing at her anus didn’t feel like much more than a cold wet finger. Okay, maybe a bit bigger than a finger, but not by much. It felt pretty good, though. Hildy moaned a little, then Wil wiggled the plug a bit before pulling it most of the way out and pushing it back in. Then the burning started. “Ow, take it out, my asshole is on fire.”
“Excellent, now you’re ready for your spanking. I’m feeling generous, so I’ll make it quick.”
Hildy looked over at Mac who smiled and winked while Finn smacked and rubbed her ass. That didn’t look so— Holy shit! The burn in her asshole was barely a glow compared to the hell Wil rained on her ass. By the time she had her breath back, the blows stopped, the plug was out, and Wil was stroking her back.
“All done, love, clean slate.”
Hildy panted through the waves pain “That hurt.”
“It was meant to. I warned you not to say or think bad things about yourself, and I shouldn’t have let you get away with it as much as I did. No more. From now on, I have a zero tolerance policy for that shit, and I’ll be increasing the consequences with each infraction.”
“I didn’t think you’d be that mean about it.”
“Now you know.” Wil opened his legs and caught Hildy under the arms to help her up. “There you go. Are you ready for some fun, feel good stuff now?”
They’d talked in detail about the plans for the evening. She’d been letting Wil tie her up for weeks now and she loved it. She’d even got to the point where she could ask Wil to tie her in a rope harness when she needed to feel snug. Tonight, Wil and Finn were going to tie her and Mac together and play. She couldn’t wait.
She cupped his face and kissed him. “I trust you. I’m ready for anything.”
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One Gold Triquetra (Dominant Cord, Book 3)
A decade ago, a bad play-date turned composer Ella Hudson off BDSM.
Now she’s been offered a performance opportunity too good to pass up, but it means working closely with Jackson and Griffin--world class musicians, lovers, and Doms intent on adding her to their relationship.
While Ella struggles to deny her true desires, maintaining her vanilla facade becomes increasingly difficult as the men re-introduce her to a world she’d written off.
One Gold Triquetra
Prologue
Jack set his toy bag down with far more care than his temper demanded. “Dammit, Griff, I thought this one had promise.”
“I know, babe.” Griff leaned in and touched his forehead to Jack’s. “Look, do you really think we need a beard? Sully knows the score and he’s cool with it. Do you honestly think Wil and Finn will care? I’m fucking tired of sneaking around. You like to fuck me, I like to fuck you. So what? It’s nobody’s business but ours, and I don’t like constantly having to produce a third to camouflage our relationshi
p. Don’t get me wrong, I’m always happy to have some subbie pussy around to torture and fuck, but not to keep up appearances. It makes me feel like I’m not good enough.”
Jack brushed a gentle kiss over Griff’s lips. “Idiot. You know it’s more than just fucking. I love you. You’re way beyond good enough; you’re everything to me. However, the reality is, neither of us subs, so even if we outed ourselves, we would still need a submissive if we wanted to play at Finn’s parties.”
“You’re right, but I’m fed up with playing musical subbies. This one seemed like she might work out, you know? I don’t understand how I could have been so blind.”
“Don’t go taking all the credit. I was just as blind. She took everything we dished out and begged for more. Maybe I was more wilfully ignorant than blind. Can you imagine how deeply we could have got involved with her if that business with Hildy hadn’t happened tonight? All the trouble she could have caused for us? I feel queasy just thinking about it.”
“We sure dodged a bullet with that one. Speaking of Hildy, what’s the deal? Wil is notorious for going out of his way to avoid newbies, yet he shows up to a play party with one?”
“Not our business.”
“I know, but I don’t think we’ve ever had a newbie at a party before. Even Mac had some previous experience.”
“Again, not our business.”
“You’re no fun.”
Jack grabbed the hem of Griff’s shirt and lifted. “Oh baby, I’m lots of fun.”
Chapter One
Griff smiled wide as he followed Jack into Finn’s music room. “Sully, you old slacker, it’s about fucking time you got back to work.”
“I figured if I didn’t show soon, I’d be looking for a new gig.”
“Does this mean you’re back in full swing?”
“I don’t know about full swing, but I’ve been swizzling the hitty-sticks a little. Fucking busted ribs completely crimped my style.”