by Marie Tuhart
“Did someone replace John?” John Knowles retired? Oh, yes, now she remembered looking at his old office space. Maybe it was a good thing she was running an ad in the local paper. She might be able to pick up more business.
“Not that I’m aware of. He did suggest someone over in Monroe, but it does make it difficult for people here.” His arms tightened around her waist. “Good thing you’re an accountant.”
“Yes.” Now maybe she could quit drawing money from her savings account. Not that she needed huge amounts of money.
Jed tugged her closer, and she wiggled against his groin.
“Getting frisky, are we?” His lips nuzzled her neck.
“Well someone is happy to see me,” she pressed her ass against his hardening cock.
“Behave.” Jed stilled her hips with his hands.
“Why? Haven’t you guys tortured me enough?” Her voice was soft and somewhat breathless.
“Honey, you haven’t seen anything yet.”
“Oh really?” She placed her hands on his chest and pushed. Not that it did much good. Damn, her panties were getting damp.
“Tell me, Kitty Kat,” he marched backward, keeping her back plastered to his front, “have you pleasured yourself?”
“No. Two men have forbidden me to orgasm alone.”
He grinned. Releasing her, he closed the stall door then maneuvered her until they entered another stall. Hay was stacked around the wall. He maneuvered her over to the left corner. “Don’t move.” He had her stand, facing the wall, and patted her on the ass as he moved away.
He watched out of the corner of his eye as he stacked the hay up to the right level. Then he made a quick trip to the tack room, grabbing the materials he needed. He returned and placed a soft blanket over the hay so she wouldn’t get scratched. Then he spread a towel on another hay bale, piling all the toys and restraints he would need for them to have fun.
The stall had rings in the walls to tie horses and hang buckets. And for tying up a sexy Kitty Kat. His heart raced at the thought.
Jed slipped his arms around her waist. She hadn’t moved an inch. “Good, Kitty Kat,” he whispered, turning her around in his arms and capturing her lips.
Lord, she tasted sweet. How long had it been since he tasted her? Not long. He’d kissed her just last night, but it seemed longer. His tongue thrust into her mouth, and she moaned.
“So delicious,” he whispered against her lips before lifting his head and taking a step back. “Strip.”
She blinked up at him and stared. “W...what?”
“Don’t make me repeat myself. Remember our rules.” He stared at her, and her eyes widened.
“Yes, Sir.” Slowly she pulled her T-shirt from her jeans, arms raising as she pulled it over her head to reveal a plain white bra. She toed off her shoes, unfastened her jeans, and slid them off her long legs. Plain white panties came to view.
He and Ry needed to do some shopping for Katie. He wanted to see her in silk and lace. She folded her clothes and put them on the empty hay bale closest to her.
“All of it, sweetheart.”
“Sir, what if someone comes in?” She shivered, and there was a slight tremor in her voice.
“No worries, Kitty Kat.” He’d sent everyone home an hour ago. He wanted the place empty just in case. “No one will barge in on us. Now finish up. You won’t like it if I strip you down.”
She swallowed, then bent down and removed her socks. Next came her bra and finally her panties.
His cock flexed against his jeans. Damn, she still took his breath away. Her nipples were already stiff, and her curvy body made his hands itch to trace every inch of her skin. Holding his hand up, he crooked his finger for her to come to him. She approached him with apprehension, and it was all he could do to hide a big grin.
“Give me your wrists.” She complied, and he pulled the leather cuffs out of his back pocket. He snapped them around her wrists, making sure they were loose enough not to constrict blood flow, and led her over to the blanket-covered hay bales.
“Sit down.”
She looked over her shoulder then back at him before sitting on the edge of the bales. He wanted to laugh, but he was the Sir here. His hands framed her waist, and she let out a squeal as he lifted her and sat her higher on the bales.
“Lay back.” Putting pressure on her shoulders, he lowered her back until she was laying flat on the bales. Oh yes, this was perfect. He reached over and picked up the double snap hook, hooked one end into the restraint and then stretched her arm out to the side. He snapped the other end to the metal link attached to the rope and tied it off on the ring on the wall. Then he did the same thing with her other arm.
“What is it about you guys and restraints?”
Jed laughed down at her. “Snarky little sub, aren’t you?”
Her face flushed. “Sorry, Sir.”
“Better.” He picked up the restraints for her legs, attached them, then pulled her legs around the bale and locked them into place. Her eyes were wide when he finished.
“What shall I do first?”
She squirmed on the blanket, and Jed grinned. He stripped off his shirt and picked up the deer flogger. He ran it over her breasts, skimming the tails along her stomach, down to her upper thighs. Katie let out a small sigh.
He lifted the flogger and brought it down softly on her right breast, followed by a light strike to her left breast. Her breath hissed out.
“Okay?” He wasn’t the expert like Ry was, but he knew how to make it feel good.
“Yes, Sir. It tingles.”
“Good. This is a deer skin flogger, made to tease and arouse your tender areas.” He twirled the tails over her nipples, watching them harden. Then he moved down to her upper thighs and gave them a few good swats until she was squirming.
Her pussy glistened. He trailed his finger up her slit and then slipped his finger in his mouth. “Wet and sweet, just how I like it.” He tossed the flogger aside and dropped to his knees between her thighs.
“Jed,” she cried out when his mouth covered her pussy.
Sweet honey cream was all he could think of. He licked her from bottom to top, his fingers spreading her pussy lips apart. He loved her fresh scent. Using his tongue, he coaxed her clit out and began playing with it. Her pussy creamed more, and he slipped two fingers into her core.
“Sir, it’s been too long.”
He was sure it had been. He raised his head. “Come as much as you want, Kitty Kat, because I’m going to lick up all your cream until you can’t stop coming. And I’m only going to stop when I’m satisfied.” Which might just be all afternoon.
“Oh, fuck,” she whispered.
Katie stared are Jed’s black head between her thighs. Of course she hadn’t orgasmed for days, thanks to Jed and Ry. They had teased her mercilessly during that time, but wouldn’t let her come. She’d been on edge forever it seemed, and it was a miracle she hadn’t exploded the second Jed’s tongue touched her clit. But now that his fingers pumped in and out of her pussy and his tongue played with her clit, her climax rose.
But she had to admit her pussy had grown moist the second he guided her into the stall. She hadn’t expected to be restrained over bales of hay with him pleasuring her. Even though Jed had told her no one would bother them, she still worried someone would show up and see them.
Tingles ran up from her pelvis up her spine and back again. She was getting close. She let out a moan as her climax washed over her. Her blood roared through her veins only to pool again at her clit.
Jed hadn’t stopped fucking her with his fingers and mouth. Lord, shivers of pleasure filled her pelvis. It was building again. Jed curved his finger in her pussy and pressed hard against her G-spot.
Her head went back, her neck arched, and she let out a little cry. Her hips met his fingers with each plunge. She wanted more. No. Craved more. Heat filled her veins almost burning her skin, and Jed kept caressing her.
The last orgasm hadn’t even stopp
ed when the next one started building. Her muscles clenched in a painful, yet delicious way that had even her toes curling. She wasn’t going to survive this. She began pulling at the restraints. Damn, he had her trussed up so well. She started to fall over the precipice and... She screamed as Jed sucked her clit into his mouth.
Her body was still shaking when he pulled his fingers from her pussy and raised his head. He had a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come,” Jed said. Rising over her body, his mouth covered hers.
She could taste herself on him as his tongue tangled with hers. Tangy spice hit her taste buds. So erotic to be kissing him after he pleasured her so well. His cock was hard against her stomach even through the denim.
When he lifted his lips from hers, she was breathless from more than just the kiss. She jerked at the restraints again. She wanted to touch him, to tease him, to take that big cock in her hands and milk it.
Holy crap, where had that come from? She never acted like this, but then again, there was something about Jed that brought out her wild side. He was making her yearn for things she never thought about. Even after going to the clubs, she never had thoughts of jacking a man off.
“Hmm, what shall I do now?” He rose to his feet, adjusted his cock, and looked over at another bale of hay.
“Please, Sir, take the restraints off.” At least her brain was working enough to ask him they way she should. She didn’t want him to punish her. No. She wanted to feel his skin beneath her palms, to dig her nails into his fine ass.
“Later.” He grinned over his shoulder at her.
A shiver racked her frame. What was he up to? She was almost afraid of the answer. But her body hummed, and her pussy creamed even more. Damn, she was so turned on.
“Jed, you here?” A male voice called out.
She stiffened, and fear invaded her veins. Icy cold swept up her skin. She jerked at the restraints trying to get her hands loose. She needed to get free and hide. No one should see her like this.
“Hey, Mike, what’s going on?” Jed called back as he stepped over to her. “Easy, Katie.” He stroked her stomach.
“I just wanted to drop the trailer off. I parked it where you had it. Thanks for the loan.”
“No problem.”
Katie still struggled with the restraints. If Mike walked back here...she yanked harder.
“Everything okay?” Mike asked.
Was his voice closer? Oh, God. She held her breath.
“Yeah, I’m just working with a particularly stubborn filly, otherwise I’d tell you to come on back. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Male laughter reached her ears. “Understand. Talk to you next week.”
After what seemed like minutes, but was probably only seconds, Jed said, “It’s okay, Kaite.”
Her pounding heart was all she could hear. She had to get free.
“Red,” she cried out, still struggling. She needed to leave and now.
“Easy.” Jed released the cuffs on her ankles then her wrists. When she was free, Katie tried to jump up.
Her knees buckled, and Jed grabbed her around the waist. “Easy, Katie.” He swept the blanket off the hay and wrapped it around her shaking body.
When had she started shaking? Oh, God, she couldn’t even think. Was Mike really gone? What if he was still there? She had to get out of here before she broke down. Now!
“Let me go. I need to leave.” She pushed against his chest.
“Don’t think so.” Jed swept her into his arms, and she cried out. “It’s okay, Katie.” He sat down on the bale and cradled her in his lap.
“No.” She fought his embrace. It was all too much. She couldn’t be in his arms.
“Kitty Kat,” he tried again.
“Home. I need to get home, please.” She glanced up at Jed.
His dark blue eyes filled with concern, but his jaw was locked. He was going to tell her no.
“Please, Sir. I really, really need to go home.” She fought not to wince at the sound of her own whiny voice, but she couldn’t help it. She had to get out of here. He had to let her go.
“I’m driving you home.”
Relief poured through her. “Fine,” she whispered.
Jed stood up with her in his arms and strode toward the door.
“I need to dress,” she informed him.
He glared down at her and then nodded before setting her on her feet.
Katie wobbled as she drew on her panties and jeans. The hell with the bra; her fingers were barely working. She threw her shirt on before grabbing her purse and shoes.”I’m ready.”
Jed stared at her but stayed silent. He lifted her into his arms, carried her to his truck, and set her inside as if she were made of fine china. “Don’t move, or you’ll regret it.” He stomped around the truck to the driver’s side.
Anger was in his every movement, and Katie regretted she’d made him that way. But she couldn’t deal with him or anything at this moment. Thankfully the drive wasn’t long, because neither of them spoke. When they arrived, he strode around to her side and picked her up again.
Thankfully her grandmother was at her tea shop. Jed marched into the house and started for the stairs.
“Living room, please,” she said. If he carried her to her bedroom, she’d really fall apart.
He glared at her, but turned and carried her into the room and sat her on the sofa.
“Thank you,” she whispered. Go, go, go.
Jed squatted down and cupped her chin. “You shouldn’t be alone.”
“Please, Jed,” she whispered. “I need to be by myself.” She had to sort this fear of hers out.
His dark blue eyes became a raging storm. “I don’t like it.” He dropped a quick, hard kiss on her lips. “We will talk about this.” He stood and stomped out of the house.
Katie held her breath until she heard his truck fade into the distance. She curled up on the sofa, let out a sob, and then the tears started. She was helpless to stop them.
****
Jed parked his truck outside the sheriff’s office. Jerking the truck door open, he slammed it before marching into the building. He glanced at the dispatch operator. “Ry in?”
“Yes.”
With a nod, he made his way to Ry’s office. Thank God he was here.
Ry glanced up from the computer and frowned. “Shut the door.”
Jed closed it with a quiet click and looked back at Ry. A piece of fabric left Ry’s hands, and Jed automatically caught it.
“Put the T-shirt on.”
Hell, he hadn’t even realized he was still bare-chested. His concern had only been for Katie. He pulled the T-shirt over his head. Good thing he hadn’t removed his jeans or boots.
“We’ve got a fucking issue.” Jed plopped down onto the hard wood chair and stared at Ry.
“About?” Ry sat back in his chair, but from the way he gripped the edges of the arm rests, he wasn’t as relaxed as he’d like to be.
“Katie.” Jed scrubbed his hands down his face. “I don’t know what the fuck happened.” All he could see was her frightened face, and it chilled him to the bone.
“How about you tell me?”
Jed explained how Katie had come out to help him with the bookwork and how it had led to a play session. “Everything was going just fine.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Until Mike came by, returning the trailer. After he left, Katie went crazy. Said her safeword.”
“And you stopped the scene.”
“Fuck, yeah.” Jed leaned forward. “I tried to give her aftercare, she wouldn’t let me.”
“Jed.”
“Ry, she looked at me with those beautiful eyes and begged me to take her home. I know it was the wrong thing, but it was what she wanted.” It was all he could do when she looked at him like that and begged him. He’d walk on hot coals—hell, he’d cut off his right arm—if Katie asked him to.
Ry studied him.
Jed sat there, failur
e filling him. He failed Ry and Katie.
“You did the right thing, Jed, so stop beating yourself up about it.” Ry leaned forward. “Katie asked you to take her home, and I’m sure you provided as much comfort as she’d let you.”
He blew out a breath, knowing Ry was right, but it still didn’t sit well with him. He wanted to be perfect for Katie. As one of her Dominants, it was his job to take care of her, and it hurt she wouldn’t let him. “I want to know what the hell scared her.”
“You said she’d just orgasmed, and you were thinking up what to do to her next.” Ry’s calm acceptance helped Jed settle down.
“Yeah, she’d come several times. I kissed her, allowing her to taste her sweetness. I stood there looking over the toys trying to decide which to use next, or if I was just going to fuck her.”
“Did she say anything?
“No. She stiffened and struggled a bit when she heard Mike’s voice, but I walked over to her and calmed her.”
Ry gave a chuckle. “You sound like your working with a horse.”
“Yeah.” Jed finished outlining what had happened.
Ry leaned his chin on his fingers. “Think, Jed, how did she feel? How did she look?”
“Panicked.” His heart jumped as he remembered the look of pure fear in her face. “She was breathing shallow, and her body was stiff.”
“Was it the same panic as with the blindfold?”
“No.” With the blindfold, she’d calmed down the second one of them touched her and talked to her. “She didn’t react to my voice or my touch.”
“Had she been in subspace?”
“No, I would have noticed that. I’m sure of it.” He went back over the scene in his head again and shook his head. “She was fully with me when I kissed her. It wasn’t until after I turned away.”
“And we’ve kissed her before, so it’s safe to say that wasn’t the issue.”
“I know.” Jed sprang out of the chair and started pacing Ry’s office. “What did I do wrong?”
“Jed.” Ry rose and strode over to him, placing his hand on his shoulder. “You did nothing wrong, so get that out of your head right now.”
“But—”
“No.” Ry’s voice turned hard, and Jed snapped his head up. “This was not your fault.”