“Not that easy? What you mean to say is it’s not that hard. Just tell me Sash. I’m your best friend.” Her words cut me.
Yes, she was my best friend, that’s why I was trying to keep her safe. That’s why I didn’t want her involved.
“You need to tell her.” Luka stood behind me, his hands crossed over his naked torso.
My mouth hung open in awe as my eyes swept over his thick broad, muscular frame. I watched as his mouth quirked up at the side in a knowing smile.
“Who’s that? Is that Devon?” Sam screeched into the receiver making me cringe.
“No, most definitely not Devon.” I replied, my eyes never leaving Luka.
“That’s it, you have to spill woman or I will hunt you down myself.” Sam threatened.
“She’s safer if you tell her.” Luka said, stepping closer to me.
I watched every move his body made, transfixed by his muscular grace. He moved with the fluidity of a dancer.
“Who is the man you’re with?” Sam demanded.
“Sam, I’m in Nevada, with Luka.” I replied.
“Luka? Luka who? Where did you meet him? What happened to Devon?” Sam demanded throwing question after question out in my direction.
“I’ll tell you, Sam. But you have to promise not to get involved.”
“What’s going on, Tiger? Tell me everything.” I could hear the concern in Sam’s voice a mile away.
Luka sat down behind me, pulling me into his lap, his arms found purchase around my waist, anchoring me to him.
I told Sam everything, about Emily, Devon, Bob’s perversion, the dead animal on the hood of my car and even the endless stream of phone calls. I went so far as to send Sam the picture I had taken on my phone.
When I had pulled the picture up I felt Luka stiffen behind me, his arms wrapped around me tighter, the corded muscle of his forearms throbbing. I could tell he was affected by the picture. It was one thing to hear about something happening and in seeing the evidence encased in a photo.
I had to hold the phone away from my ear as Sam screamed out obscenities.
“Sash, I’ll kill the bastard.” She threatened.
“That’s exactly what I want you to avoid, Sam. Stay away from him. Devon said he and Emily are working on getting him locked away.”
“Oh yeah? They are more than likely working on new positions in the Kama Sutra than they are looking for a solution to the Bob situation.” Sam spit, her voice filled with venom.
“So where does Luka play into this?” She demanded.
I told her all about how Luka and I met and everything leading to the puppies we just got today, leaving out all of the sexual tension and the activities of the night before.
“He seems sweet, but I want you to be careful. You don’t know this guy Sash.” Sam warned.
I expected Luka to be offended; instead he nuzzled my neck, laying a light trail of kisses across my shoulders. My mind instantly went blank.
“Sam, I know. Trust me, will ya?” I begged, biting back a moan.
“Do you even know this man’s last name?” Sam demanded.
“I- um…” Luka placed a light kiss to my lips, plucking the phone from my hands.
“Hello, Sam. Sasha tells me a great deal about you. I’d be more than happy to answer any questions you might have.” I watched as Luka stood, the phone pressed to his ear as he spoke to my best friend.
“Luka Maddison.” I watched intently as he answered all of Sam’s questions.
I couldn’t hear Sam’s side of the conversation but I did get to watch the sexy man in front of me blush, squirm, and answer all of Sam’s rather invasive questions, most of which Luka replied with a simple yes or no. I was dying on the inside with need wanting to know exactly what Sam was asking.
I tried desperately to distract myself with the two pups who took to using my fingers as a chew toy. Their razor-sharp teeth nipping into my flesh was not nearly the distraction I needed. My eyes remained laser focused on the man in front of me.
“Yes, I promise. It was a pleasure speaking to you as well.” I listened as Luka rattled off what sounded like his phone number to my best friend.
A small twinge of jealousy nipped at my heels. I knew it was unreasonable to be jealous. Sam was madly in love with Anthony. I couldn’t rationalize it, it was just there, smack dab in my face.
Luka handed me the phone, which I snatched out of his hands, cringing at the action.
“Sorry.” I mouthed to a smirking Luka.
“Hey Sam.” I spoke into the receiver letting Sam know I was back on the line.
“Oh. My. Gawd. Sash, you lock onto that man and you never let him go. Do you hear me?” Sam squealed into the phone.
“I think everyone on planet earth heard you, Sam.” I replied gently rubbing at my offended ear.
“I have to go tell Anthony. Stay put and call me tomorrow.” Sam let out another ear-piercing shriek. “Love you, talk soon.”
Before I could reply Sam had hung up.
“That was weird. What did you tell her?” I asked cocking a questioning brow in Luka’s direction.
Running his hands through his hair I could tell he was uncomfortable.
“I just answered her questions.” He replied brushing the question off.
“Well, I’ve known Sam my entire life and I’ve never heard her so happy after talking to someone on the phone.” Luka looked embarrassed as he ducked his head.
“I don’t know, Ducky. I’ve never talked to her till now.” He replied.
Looking him up and down I realized I was wasting valuable time worrying about what he and my best friend talked about. What I needed to be worrying about was the scorching kiss and how unbelievably sexy he looked standing there in nothing but a pair of sleep pants.
Climbing up from the floor I kept my eyes trained on the prize in front of me. Luka seemed to feel it too. His eyes became hooded as they traveled my body.
Putting an extra sway to my hips I walked past him toward the bedroom. At the door I tossed a sultry look over my shoulder in his direction.
I knew he was feeling it, not just by the heated gaze of his eyes as they watched my ass, but by the bulging erection in his pants that he didn’t bother to hide.
“Coming to bed?” I asked as I sauntered into the bedroom.
Before I could make it to the bed his arms were around me. The man moved like lightning. I never even heard him make a sound. Like a flash he was there, wrapping his arms around me.
“Are you sure you want to tease me, because I don’t play fair?” He asked.
His breath was hot and heavy against my skin sending shivers down my spine. I could feel my nipples reacting to the sound of his voice, budding like tiny pink erasers.
“What do you plan to win?” I asked, backing my ass against the thick erection pressed between the globes of my ass.
“You.” That one word sent my head spinning.
There was no question as to what he meant when he said me. He wanted me, all of me. I was more than eager to give it to him.
“I’ll warn you. I don’t play nice. Tell me now if you want to back out.” His teeth sank into my shoulder, reminding me of the night before.
The pain mixed with pleasure was almost more than I could take… almost.
My moans were all the consent he needed.
“Strip.” He commanded, releasing me from his grip.
Without a second thought I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my bottoms, shimmying them down my hips. I let them drop to the floor before stepping out of them.
Bending down to give him a good look at my bare ass I grabbed my pants from the floor. Before I could lift back up, his hand connected with the flesh of my ass. Searing hot pain radiated across my flesh.
“Drop them.” His voice was deep and gravely.
I complied, dropping my pants to the floor.
I knew I should be afraid. I had just let a man spank me. I wanted to feel undignified, offended, or even angry; instead I felt
the slickness of my arousal between my folds.
“Now stand and remove your top.” He demanded.
I felt my body flush with excitement. Obeying, I tugged my tank over my head, leaving my body now completely bare.
“I want you to bend over the bed, legs spread.” I walked to the bed as he requested, bending forward, legs spread apart.
I felt the cool air of the room between my legs, reminding me of my exposure. I could feel the heat of Luka’s body moving closer to mine. My breasts swelled with heaviness with his nearness.
I felt the heat from Luka’s mouth at my core, close but not quite touching me where I needed him most.
“You smell so sweet.”
I nearly lost it once the smooth flat of his tongue ran across my slit.
“You taste sweet too.” My hips bucked, begging him for more.
My ass was rewarded with four well-placed slaps, two to each cheek. I felt the rage simmering just beneath the surface, but more than that I felt the arousal dripping down my legs.
A thick wet tongue traced along the path, lapping at my juices sending my mind into orbit. I moaned for more, desperate for his tongue between my legs.
“Ducky, if you keep moving I’m going to bind your wrists and take my belt to your ass.”
I should have been terrified. I should have stopped him right there. But I couldn’t. I wanted him to take me, bend me to his will and make me his. I craved the silence in my head that came with each slap to my ass. I craved the heat from his mouth as he licked at my folds.
I rebelled against the small voice in my head that told me to leave, run as far and as fast as I could. Thrusting my hips back I teased him, egged him on, dared him to make good on his threat.
“Ducky.” My name fell from his lips, both a promise and a threat.
“Please.” I begged rocking my hips back again.
Luka ran his tongue between my folds one last time before leaving me bent over, the heat from his body gone. Afraid to move I stayed there, my ears straining to hear what he was doing. I could hear the soft rustling of clothing. Afraid he was getting dressed I turned my head to catch a glimpse.
Before I could set my eyes on him, my body was lifted, his hand wound in my hair as I was shoved face first in the mattress, my hands were pulled behind me, thick cotton wrapped around them, binding them behind my back.
“I warned you, Ducky.” Luka’s breathing was shallow, his voice low and dangerous only making my need for him grow greater.
His foot kicked my legs wider apart, leaving me off balance.
I heard the soft whoosh of the belt before I felt the thick leather connect with my ass. Fire radiated along my flesh. The soft peppered kisses from Luka did little to soothe the burning sensation.
His fingers probed my dripping wet entrance, dancing along my folds before plunging in. Tears stained my face as I moaned and writhed, riding the line between pleasure and pain.
My mind was so conflicted, I wanted to be angry, run from the room, and escape the harsh brutality of the situation. My dripping wet core held me in place, bent over the bed, bound, helpless to his assault.
Luka’s fingers were replaced by his tongue leaving me a quivering mess as I bucked and thrashed against his mouth.
“Ducky.” I heard his warning but I didn’t care. I wanted more. Needed more.
His mouth was replaced by the belt as it whooshed through the air, laying several more stripes across my ass. The fire radiated up my spine. I was so close, so close to coming.
“More.” I begged through the tears. I needed more. Craved more.
I was rewarded with four more strikes from the belt. The last strike sent me spiraling to oblivion as I came harder than I ever came in my life. My body bucked, thrashed, and writhed in ecstasy.
I felt the rock-hard head of Luka’s cock begging at my entrance.
“Please.” I pleaded like a wanton slut.
I needed him. I needed his cock pounding into my flesh.
Luka slammed into me; his cock, like a piston, rammed in and out of my tight wet core. I could feel my second orgasm building.
Luka’s hand wound into my hair, pulling me back on his cock while his other hand held my lower back down, forcing his cock to rub back and forth against my G-spot.
I had never been fucked so thoroughly in my life. I moaned my release as his cock slammed into me, my inner walls locking him deep within me as I fell apart. Luka grunted his release as he exploded into me. The dogs baying in the living room echoed the slapping of our bodies as they met, my pussy milking every last drop Luka had to offer.
“Fuck, Ducky.” Luka grunted out pumping into me one last time.
Working the binds around my wrist he freed me before lifting me up and laying me down on the bed, his firm body tucked in behind me. His flaccid cock slipped from my folds leaving me feeling hollow.
Luka trailed kisses up and down my neck and across my shoulders.
“Roll onto your stomach, Ducky.” He whispered and he gently helped me roll over.
Luka left the room only to return moments later. His warm body straddled mine as his hands caressed my ass reverently. With each stroke the fiery flesh was soothed as he rubbed a calming lotion into the welted flesh.
Luka continued to lay soft tender kisses along my spine. With each press of his lips I felt my heartstrings tug. This man was making me fall for him; fall harder than I had ever fallen in my life. The fact that he took a belt to me should have warned me away. It should have had me running for the hills. Instead it lit a fire deep down in my soul. He made me want and crave things I never knew imaginable.
Once he was finished, he climbed back into bed beside me, tucking me against him. I felt so safe and secure in his arms. Nuzzled up against him, I let my lids drift closed.
Chapter nineteen
The day had been a lazy day for both Luka and me. We spent half the night making love and continued on into the morning, only taking breaks to let the dogs out when the need arouse.
I had never felt more sated in my life. My ass was still tender from the kiss of his belt. Though he had only spanked me the one time I knew it would forever be etched in my memory.
Luka showed me that he could be both tender and domineering. I found I enjoyed both parts equally. I had never come apart the way I had under his careful ministrations but I had also never felt more loved than I had in his arms as he took his time exploring every inch of my body.
I was easily falling head over heels for this man. I could tell by the light in his eyes when I caught him watching me that the feeling was mutual. It had only been a few days, still too soon to say those three little words, but I felt them. I knew it to be true and I felt them with all of my heart and soul.
I didn’t care what society mandated. I had never been one to give into the thoughts of destiny and fate but I believed we were brought together for a reason.
The pups had become restless after being locked in the house for the better part of the morning. Luka had thrown on his jogging pants and shoes to take them for a run.
While he was off with the dogs I made good on my promise to call Sam back.
“Oh my gawd girl, you are not going to believe this.” Sam gushed out the moment she picked up the phone.
No hello, how are you doing? That wasn’t Sam’s way.
“What am I not going to believe?” I asked snuggling into the corner of the couch, the phone pressed to my ear.
“Devon, he’s back and Emily is with him.” Her words hit me hard.
Not because Devon and Emily were together, but because Devon had never once tried to reach me and let me know that Bob had been taken care of.
“Are you sure?” I asked, unable to believe what I knew to be true.
“Yes, I stopped by the office to… umm…” I knew why she stopped by.
Rolling my eyes, I decided to let her off the hook.
“You stopped by the office to be nosey and you saw the two of them.” I said with a shake
of my head in.
“What did you expect me to do?” She shouted indignantly.
“Well, I expected you to leave it alone and not stick your nose in it. Just like I asked for you to do last night.” I reminded her.
“Yeah, well, anyways. So I asked him why he was back and how long and if he told you.” She said in a rush of words.
Clearly she had a lot to say and didn’t plan on taking the time to catch her breath until everything was out there.
“Okay, I’ll bite. What did he say?” I flicked the phone on speaker as I made my way to the kitchen.
I knew Luka would be hungry after he came home from his run. Plus I may or may not have wanted him to have the energy for another round or two. They say the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach.
“He said that Bob had left and there was no reason for them to stay hidden. He said he had a company to run and he could just as easily keep Emily safe at his house as he could at his sisters.” I could hear her eyes rolling through the phone.
“Where did Bob go?” I asked confused about where Bob would run to. He had been hell bent on getting to me to get to Emily. With Emily back in Miami I didn’t see why he would need to go anywhere else.
“I don’t know. I don’t even know how he knew Bob had left. But apparently Emily had filed for a restraining order and a divorce; they have already had him served. Devon knew a few people so they were able to expedite the process. I guess they plan to get married once the ink has dried.” I could hear the disdain in Sam’s voice a mile away.
“Well, whatever makes them happy.” I said as I drug out the fixings for grilled cheese.
I was no culinary chef but I could make a mean grilled cheese, actually that was just about the only thing I could cook.
“Aren’t you even the least bit upset?” Sam asked perturbed.
“Nah, I mean, in the beginning I was, but now. Now, I just feel sorry for them both.” I admitted.
“You slept with him, didn’t you?” Sam accused.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I pretended to play stupid.
“You like him and you slept with him. Admit it.” Sam demanded laughing.
“Fine, if it will shut you up. Yes, I slept with him and I like him, a lot.” I admitted feeling the flush creep up my cheeks.
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