Operation: Endeavor (When The Mission Ends)

by Christi Snow

  Finally, he met her gaze. She was wearing the black lace mask and it made her look mysterious and sexy as hell. Her jade green eyes shimmered from the slits, lit up with arousal and excitement. His relief was palpable as he took in her look. She was definitely into this game.

  “You look beautiful, Mistress.”

  “Thank you, Colton.” She walked back over to the dresser and dragged the flogger he hadn’t realized she was carrying across the toys spread out there. “I had no idea you were so kinky.”

  “Only with you, Mistress.”

  Her eyes widened in surprise.

  He shrugged and smiled at her. “You inspire me.”

  “Hmm, very nice.” She picked up a blindfold. “Are you ready to play?”

  He felt like he’d swallowed his tongue. “Please.”

  She walked over to him and stopped in front of him. Her hand brushed over the top of his hair. He could smell her arousal. She threaded her fingers through the hair on the back of his head, pulling so that he tilted his head toward hers. She leaned down and gave him a savage kiss. It was dominance at its best and damn, he loved it. She plundered and ravaged as she kissed him. Finally when they were both gasping she pulled back from him. Her lips were swollen and wet and he wanted more, but she had other plans. Quickly she stepped behind him and tied on the blindfold.

  The immediate sensory deprivation was disconcerting. After it was tied on, she leaned down and whispered into his ear, “Can you see anything?” Her warm breath sent chills down his spine.

  “No, Mistress, nothing.”

  “Good. Very good.” She spent a moment licking his ear and a drop of moisture dripped from the tip of his erection.

  “Is the floor getting hard, Colton?”

  “I hadn’t noticed, Mistress. Another hard place has stolen my ability to think.”

  She chuckled low and sexy. “Is that so?” She softly caressed his dick with the ribbons of the flogger, “Yes, I can see how that might become distracting. You may stand.”

  “Thank you, Mistress.” He hadn’t realized how long he’d been kneeling there until he stood and the residual pain flowed through his knees. But that thought flew out the window as Penelope’s body pressed into the full length of his and she gently grabbed hold of his balls. He hissed in surprise. There was something to be said about the arousing effects of being blind. It was overwhelming. He started to reach toward her, but she immediately sensed his intention and backed away from him. He swayed toward her automatically, but her voice stopped him.

  “Nuh uh, no touching. In fact, maybe we should put some of your toys to use while we straighten a few things out.”

  He tilted his head at her trying to catch her meaning. “Straighten out?”

  “Are you questioning me?”

  Oops, he’d slipped out of character. “No, Mistress.” He bowed his head again. “I apologize.”

  “Hmm. Just see that it doesn’t happen again.”

  “Yes, Mistress.”

  “Now go lie flat on the bed on your back. Raise your arms above your head and spread your legs.” He felt a shiver of dread. He could sense where this was going. He wasn’t sure if he was more turned on or apprehensive.

  He obviously wasn’t moving fast enough for her as she prodded. “Now, Colton or you will be punished.”

  He did as she instructed and listened for her movements in the room. She could move amazingly quiet, considering those heels she wore. The mattress dipped as she came on to the bed. He heard the sound of metal just as she grabbed his hands. Handcuffs. She leaned over him as she secured him and he desperately wanted to arch up to touch her. That was absolutely the worst part to this game. He wanted to touch her. He needed to touch her. His mouth watered at the thought and a moan escaped him.

  She must have heard his desperation. She lightly draped over half his body as she checked the handcuffs which he could tell she’d threaded through the headboard. She then ran a fingernail across his pectoral muscles, while she gave his ear and neck a nibble. This was torture. The slow, highly erotic, extremely sexy kind.

  She continued to explore his chest with her hands and lips as she slowly moved down his body. The anticipation was killing him.

  She shifted her weight off him, just as her lips started exploring the tops of his hips. She was so close, but then suddenly she was gone. He felt another groan, this one of frustration, escape him.

  “Shhh, patience. It’ll be worth it. I promise.” Her voice was hushed and so incredibly sexy sounding. He could come just from listening to her talk to him.

  She walked back across the room. He was getting more oriented to being blind. He could tell where she was at in the room from the sound of her heels on the wood floor. What was she getting off the dresser now? He heard her coming back, but still jumped when something draped onto the top of his thigh. It slid across as she pulled it and then moved it to the other thigh. Rope maybe?

  Oh who the hell cared because it was slowly sliding up to his groin area. His cock twitched once again. His balls tightened as it slid across his scrotum and slowly inched up his dick. “Please, Mistress,” he groaned.

  “Please what, Colton?”

  It started the downward slide along his dick and his back arched of its own volition. “Penelope…” He sounded desperate, but he was beyond caring.

  But then the thing, whatever it was, was suddenly gone.

  “Did you forget the rules, Colton?”

  He swallowed hard. “I’m sorry, Mistress. I got carried away.”

  She stroked his length once and it was all he could do not to shift his hips into her wonderful grasp. “I can forgive that transgression, Colton.”

  There was a tug on his foot and something tied around his ankle and pulled to the corner of the bed. She was tying him to the corner posts. When she had him secured, the mattress dipped again in between his legs. Suddenly there was hot breath on his balls and his breathing sped up.

  “Yes, I can forgive that transgression.” She was so close to his groin, he could feel the moist heat from her breath as she talked.

  He had to work hard to concentrate on what she was saying. He definitely didn’t have enough blood left in his brain to process correctly.

  “But there’s one other place where we still have an issue, Colton. Why did you send Cassie to pick me up today? I would have been fine riding my bicycle.”

  Wait. What? Had she asked him a question? Did she really expect to have a conversation when he was this turned on?

  He could still feel her breath before she said, “I’m waiting.”

  Fuck, what was the question? “Um, I’m sorry?”

  “Hmm, that sounded more like a question than an answer.” She gave a long moist lick up the length of his dick which had his whole body shuddering in response. “Are you sure about that apology?”

  He could hear her amusement in her voice. Who knew that Penelope was this sadistic? At this point, he’d agree to anything she wanted. “Yes, I’m sure.”

  She rewarded him by engulfing his entire length in her mouth and he suddenly stopped breathing. “Oh fuck, Penelope, don’t stop. That feels incredible.” He wished he had his hands free so he could run his hands through her hair. Her mouth felt so damn good. Too good. His orgasm was coming hard and he wasn’t ready for that yet.

  “Penelope, you need to stop. I’m going to come if you don’t.” Her tongue did amazing things while her hands worked the base of his shaft. The moist heat of her mouth was incredible. He tried to remember his flight checklists, but at this point he couldn’t even remember what a damn cockpit looked like.

  “Penelope!” He shouted as his orgasm ripped through his body. Over and over, he pressed into her mouth and she swallowed every bit as she continued to work his length.

  Finally she released him, but the shudders kept rolling through his body. That had been incredibly hot. She slid down his body to release his ankles. Once they were loose, she crawled up his body, inching up from his ankles to hi
s thighs to his groin. There was really something to be said about doing this blind. Already his dick was showing interest of getting back in the game.

  As she continued to kiss her way up his body, he finally found his voice. “Thank you, Mistress.”

  “Um, no thank you, Colton. That was very nice and I’m glad that we agree that you made a mistake sending Cassie to pick me up today.”

  What? When had he agreed to that? He cleared his throat. “Is that what I agreed to under duress?”

  Suddenly she was lying on top of him and he realized somewhere in there, she’d lost her clothes because this was most definitely a naked feminine body pressed up against him. His cock suddenly flared to life again, just as Penelope removed his blindfold.

  He blinked as he looked into her amused, but incredibly lust-filled eyes. Oh yeah she was definitely aroused, and amused, but mostly aroused. “You are a vixen. So is this how this relationship works from here on out? You tie me up until I agree to whatever you want?” He looked down her incredibly hot body and his hips shifted up into her heat.

  She closed her eyes at the sensation and he felt her moist heat just at the tip of where he could reach. He arched just a tiny bit, barely breaching her core, but it was enough to have them both moaning. Her voice was low and scratchy as she said, “Hey, it works for me.”

  This time it was Colton groaning as he slipped in another tiny inch. Damn, she felt so good. He closed his eyes in ecstasy. “Damn, I have to say it works for me, too.” He looked back up into her eyes and was astounded at the depth of feeling he saw shining there. Again, he found himself on the verge of an orgasm and he wasn’t even fully inside her yet. “Sweetheart, you need to get a condom on me now, or else we’re going to have a problem.” His hips lifted slightly at the same time she shifted. The combined action caused full throttle penetration that had Colton sweating. Penelope pressed her forehead to his trying to gain control. “I’m on the pill,” she gasped, “and have only ever had protected sex. I’m perfectly safe, I swear.”

  “Me, too. I haven’t had sex since my divorce and the military checks me every year. I’m clean.” Her hips were already rocking before he finished his sentence. This was incredible. He’d always taken control in the bedroom so he’d never had anyone ride him this way.

  He hated that his hands were still cuffed. He needed to make sure she came before him. He shifted the angle of his hips to find her g-spot. Bingo. Her gasps increased and he felt the beginning flutters of her interior muscles clenching him. The burn began at the base of his spine just as she screamed his name and her orgasm washed over him. He continued to lever into her until he was coming again.

  She collapsed on his sweaty chest and he enjoyed the feel of her lithe body draped over his. He kissed her brow. Finally she looked up at him. “That was incredible.” Her voice still sounded breathy.

  “It was, but sweetheart, I really need you to un-do these cuffs because I desperately want to touch you.”

  She smiled at him as she leaned over to the nightstand for the keys. As she leaned up to let him loose, he suddenly found himself in the right place. He sucked in the tip of her nipple and was rewarded with her gasp and then an answering moan. She abandoned the cuffs, so he released her breast from his mouth. “Keep working. I need my hands back so I can do this properly.”

  “And he’s back. Mr. Bossy.”

  Finally the cuffs gave and he had his complete freedom again. He took full advantage, by grabbing Penelope by her waist and flipping her onto her back, pinned underneath him. He immediately went back to sucking on one breast while he palmed the other. He lifted his head and smirked at her after she moaned. “You weren’t just complaining about me, were you now, sweetheart?”

  Her eyes filled with mischief. “Not me. Nuh uh. I’d never give you a hard time.”

  He didn’t believe her, but he was already too occupied with other things to argue with her. Besides, if they’d proven anything here tonight, they’d proven their differences could be worked out and he was counting on that because he wasn’t planning on ever letting her go again.

  Chapter 26

  He plugged his phone into his car charger and immediately it started to ring. His stomach clenched when he saw the number on the caller ID. This is what happens when you forget to take your charger on an overseas trip. After this hellacious trip, what else could have possibly gone wrong now?

  He answered, “I trust my delivery made it to you.”

  “Is this your idea of a joke? A fucking picture and then no way to get hold of you for days? You honestly don’t value your life, do you?”

  A cold chill snaked down his spine as he glanced around the airport parking lot. This was not a place to be discussing this, but he had no choice. “I’m sorry sir, but I have no idea what you’re talking about. What picture?”

  “All your boys brought over was a picture. I want to know where my codes are? And by the way, you are now down two boys.”

  He swallowed hard. Nausea churned. Paul’s wife just had a baby and Jason had only been 23 years old.

  The beauty of the plan all along was that none of them were traceable. They were virtually infallible. As he lost more and more control, that was quickly falling apart. He felt a drop of sweat slither down his spine. How had this entire operation gone so completely wrong?

  He never thought to check what the guys picked up at the bookstore. He just assumed Penelope left the correct item. Fuck! “I apologize, sir. There must have been a miscommunication. I assure you I will get this taken care of.”

  “And just where were you three days ago when you should have been taking care of this? I think you mistake me for someone who forgives and forgets. I assure you, I am not that man.”

  He swallowed hard, but worked to sound self-assured in the face of what was definitely a threat to his life.

  “Again, I apologize. I was out of the country. I had no idea the boys delivered the wrong product. Let me find out what happened and I’ll get back to you.” At least he would once he managed to sort out what went wrong. Failure was not an option.

  “Right now I’m not sure if I trust you. You better fix this, or I’ll find someone who will. Is that understood? I don’t think I need to remind you what happens to men in my organization who fuck up. Do I?”

  “No, sir. I assure you, this will be fixed.”

  He hung up the phone and gritted his teeth pushing through the nausea, exhaustion, and resulting fogginess in his brain.

  He dialed.

  “Yeah.”

  “I’m back.”

  “Did everything go as planned, sir?”

  “Not exactly. Dr. Lopez is going to need more persuading to see our side of things, but never mind about that now. We have another issue here. The Gift is still missing.” He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the steering wheel. He hated this, but it was either her or him. In that issue, there was no contest. He would always choose himself. “It’s time to send a message to Ms. Pruitt. Arrange it and be sure it’s done within the next forty-eight hours. And get me my damn codes!”

  “Consider it done.”

  Chapter 27

  The next morning, Penelope was still reeling from the night before. They’d made love several more times before exhaustion set in and sleep claimed them. Now they were both awake, but neither was ready to enter the real world yet.

  Colton had been lovingly stroking her back as she lay on his chest. He reached down and tipped up her chin so she looked at him. “So are we okay?”

  His expression was so filled with tenderness, she couldn’t find the words. She just nodded.

  “Because we need to be okay. I don’t want to change you. I want to protect you and take care of you, but not at the detriment of who you are. If I push too far, push back. I’m not going to break. I’m here for the long haul.”

  Penelope couldn’t swallow past the lump in her throat. Her eyes filled with tears. How did she get so lucky?

  “Hey, what’s
wrong?” His eyes went from loving to scared and concerned in the matter of a heartbeat.

  She shook her head, trying to gain control of her out-of control emotions. Her throat was clogged with tears, but she had to get rid of the fear on his face. “I’m so sorry, Colton.” The tears were running freely especially now as she saw something like regret flash across his face before he started to turn away from her.

  “No, Colton, listen to me.” She reached up to cup the side of his face. “I’m sorry for the things I said the other morning. I didn’t mean them. I’m sorry I almost blew things between us.”

  Relief was visible on his face and she felt guilty that she’d put the need for it there. He smiled at her. “That’s good.” He leaned down to kiss her. “That’s very good. By the way, I think we’ve discovered a new Life Rule.”

  She quirked an eyebrow. “Oh really? So this one is #3?”

  “That sounds about right.” His voice had gone all growly again as he nuzzled in between her ear and her neck. She was quickly deciding that was her favorite new erogenous zone. “This is Colton’s Life Rule #3…” He paused for effect. “Whenever you need to get my attention and discuss my overbearing attitude, it’s best to do so by tying me up.”

  “Ooh, I like this new rule.”

  “I like to think it benefits both of us.”

  “It definitely does, but I have a question. Does this particular rule only apply to me or does it apply to others too?”

  He looked at her puzzled.

  “I’m just thinking your brother and sister could really enjoy the chance to tie you up, although I’m thinking it wouldn’t quite have the same effect for you.”

  He tackled her, while she giggled. “You are a minx, aren’t you?”

  It was a little bit longer before they came up for air again and only because Penelope’s cell phone rang.

  She fumbled a bit trying to get hold of the phone with Colton doing things to her body that were probably illegal in several states. Finally, she managed to see the screen and hissed at Colton, “Stop it. Brian’s on the phone.”