Desire Unexpected

by S. J. Maylee

  “Yes. You may have said you wouldn’t kill me, but I honestly don’t believe you. Not anymore.” She took a few quick steps to get around him and he grabbed her again. After pushing against him, she gave up and sagged in his arms.

  “Why do you have to kill him? I’ve read a bit about him. It’s easy to see he’s a real piece of shit. Why not get him arrested, surely there’s enough evidence by now.”

  “The law doesn’t work for men like Stan. I’ve seen it happen too many times. Even if he doesn’t pay his way out, he’ll make sure Janet pays with her life and I won’t let that happen.”

  “Okay.” She stood straighter. “I get that, but the money is hers. Can’t she just run?”

  “And look over her shoulder the rest of her life? That’s no way to live. She deserves peace, a chance at a happy life.”

  “Because he’s capable of murder, but you have murdered and many times, I’d guess.”

  “More than I care to count, but I can assure you, every single one of the bastards deserved worse than they got from me.”

  She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, contemplating her next question.

  “Go ahead, keep asking questions. For some reason, I’m in an answering mood. That won’t last.”

  “How are you going to kill Mr. Windthrop? Drive by shooting or something?”

  “No, too many variables and it could traumatize any witnesses. These things take careful planning.”

  “The contract said you were going to help him buy a farm and I know that’s not a literal statement.”

  “Like I said, you don’t miss a thing.” He lowered his head, touching her nose with his and then gave her one slow kiss on the lips. “A lot of accidents can happen on a farm.”

  “How are you going to get him to a farm?”

  “I have a team for that.”

  “They sign the same confidentiality agreement I do though, right?”

  “Nice try. You crossed a line when you looked at the contract.”

  “I didn’t tell anyone about it.”

  “I know.”

  “You do?”

  “You do know you can’t talk your way out of this punishment. We’ll both feel better once it’s done.” He claimed her lips again, pushing his way inside.

  She opened for him and dragged her tongue along his, losing herself in the desire that wouldn’t let her go. He tasted like pine and she breathed in his musky scent. Everything with him was decadence and it was all leading to her death or at least her broken heart. She needed to find a way to escape and instead she leaned into him.

  The kiss ended abruptly. He pulled her to his desk and tugged on the zipper holding her shirt closed.

  “Hey!” She pushed his hand away, but then he grabbed hold of her wrist.

  “My sweet, your control over this situation has disappeared. Soon you won’t have anything on at all.” He finished unzipping her skirt and pulled it off, along with her panties.

  She took a deep breath, realizing she had no choice but to give in to him. They swayed back and forth with the moon light glimmering in from the window. The moment seemed almost magical, as if she wasn’t about to be punished or if a blanket of fear hadn’t surrounded her.

  A second later, he swung her around and pushed her down over his desk. Many of her fantasies involving Ethan had her clothes coming off, but nothing like this. This was no dream.

  “What are you going to do?”

  “I’m going to give you a spanking.” He smacked her on the ass. “I think twenty swats will do, don’t you think?” He smacked her ass again. “Is that acceptable?”

  “Do I have a choice?”

  “We always have choices.” He stroked up and down her back. “Mr. Windthrop doesn’t need to hit his wife and since he’s already tried to kill her once, we believe his threats that he’ll try again. Since no amount of encouragement seems to convince him to change his mind, Janet has decided to save her life and I’ve chosen to help her. By reading the contract, you’ve risked her life and your own. That is completely unacceptable.”

  “I’m sorry.” She wished she could blink away all the horror of the situation she’d landed in the middle of.

  “If anyone else had read that contract—”

  “No one else, Ethan, I promise. I’m so sorry I started all of this.” The scene she’d seen earlier with Ethan and Mrs. Windthrop replayed in her thoughts. The woman’s big smile could have been inspired by the thought of getting her life back. She must be living in a nightmare. A painful shiver ran over her at the thought of being the reason Mrs. Windthrop, Ethan, or anyone who works for him got hurt.

  “Thank you for that, but it won’t get you out of your spanking. I need this, Nadia. I’m not following many of my rules with you, but this I must have. You must understand the risk you took by reading the contract and you must promise me to never take a risk like that with your life again.”

  “I promise.” She sniffed and brushed a single tear from her cheek.

  “Thank you.” His hand stilled on her hip. “I’m making one more choice here and it’s to get balance in this relationship of ours.”

  “Relationship.” She rose a few inches and he pushed her back down. “So far we’ve had lunch and you’ve given me the best orgasms of my life. Now, you’ve kidnapped me, partially stripped me, and bent me over your desk. Do you not see why I’m confused?”

  “I take responsibility for the confusion. All that ends today.” He rubbed his hand over her ass. “Before we can talk any more about it, you first need to pay for your misconduct. Do you accept?”

  “If I agree, will you forgive me?”

  “That’s important to you?”

  “Probably more important than it should be. I must be crazy.”

  “Then we’re both crazy. I can’t stay away from you, Nadia, but I can’t have you risking your life.”

  “Oh Ethan, just do it. Please.” Tears pushed at the backs of her eyes, the pressure had become too much.

  “I will forgive you when we are done here.”

  “Okay.” She released a breath she didn’t know she was holding.

  “I promise to never lie to you.” He squeezed her ass. “That’s something you can hold onto. Something you can believe.” He swiped his hand over her back. His gentle touch left her needing more. “We’ve crossed a big line here, but we can get past this indiscretion and back to what we do best. Would you like that?”

  “Yes, I would.” Her breathing became even and steady. She could keep her Ethan.

  “If you want me to stop, just tell me to. I promise to listen. Make no mistake. I’ve wanted you since that first afternoon, even more since I’ve had you. I need to make you come all over my cock again, but first we must settle this business between us before we can start again.” He rubbed his hand over her pussy and she was sure he could feel how hot she was for him. “If you’d rather I stop, I will listen and let you walk away.”

  “I understand. I’m ready.”

  “Excellent. Count each hit for me please.” He spanked her harder than ever before.

  “One … Two … Three.” Her whole body rocked against his desk and her ass sparked into a blazing fire. Heat built between her legs. He was spanking her, but she was allowing it. The exchange of power and trust shook loose the last hold she had on her carefully held emotions, initiating a craving of his touch like never before.

  He continued to spank her ass, increasing the strength every few swats. Somewhere around hit number fifteen, a dam exploded the building pressure and tears fell freely, releasing with it any desire to hold her back from what he was exposing. Only fresh and very real emotion remained.

  He’d told her the truth when she’d been deceitful. He hadn’t pushed her away. He’d made her face her actions and his. She should want to run, but she wanted him now more than ever.

  “Thank you.” By the end, an even peace flowed through her body and her breathing evened out.

  “There. That business is done.
You’ve paid the price and we won’t speak about it again, unless you want to.”

  ****

  Her ass had a beautiful rosy glow. The sight made him smile with pride. He’d marked her skin. Now, he wanted to claim her in a completely different way and make her his in a way neither of them could deny.

  He found her pussy and his cock pulsed, anticipating entering her heat. It was hot and wet, dripping all over his hand. She liked his discipline.

  “Fucking beautiful.” He pushed a finger into her tight channel.

  Her hands reached out and gripped the other side of the desk and she widened her stance.

  “You like that?”

  “Yes, more please. Harder.”

  “My pleasure.” He pushed two fingers inside.

  She squealed out a moan.

  “That’s it. Let me hear you.” He forced in a third finger and she pushed back against his hand.

  He leaned over her and sucked on her neck.

  “Oh, yes. Please, I need to come. More, please.”

  His fingers dragged moisture around her clit and he tugged on the little nub. He pumped into her, building her need. “Come when you like, my sweet.”

  “Now, I’m coming now.” She screamed and moaned.

  He smacked her ass and stroked her pussy, working her body to extend her orgasm. With a flick to her clit, a shiver shook her and her moans filled the room. He continued to work her body while she pulsed through her climax. He brought her pain and pleasure, much like she’d been doing to him.

  With the debt fully paid, he couldn’t wait for his next act.

  He pulled from her body and took a step back. She remained where he left her, possibly anticipating his next move. It would come soon, he already missed her.

  She was right there, displayed for him and still panting from the orgasm he’d given her, so fucking beautiful. He rubbed the hard edge of his cock, anxious to be inside of her. No part of this woman would be off limits to him. If she agreed, he’d cement their lives together.

  He turned away, shocked by how quickly he wanted to change the name of the game. He smiled to himself and shook his head.

  “Ethan?”

  “I’m here.” He turned back around and rubbed his hand up her back. “I won’t leave you.”

  “Oh, Ethan.” She buried her face in her hands. “Don’t tease me.”

  “I’m not teasing anymore, Nadia. I have no intention of ever losing you.”

  “But you said—”

  He grabbed hold of her pussy. “This is mine.”

  Chapter Nine

  Ethan claiming ownership over her should have made her nervous, especially now that she knew the reality of his life.

  She knew him as sweet, but she’d seen him be ruthless. He was capable of murder. He had killed and who knew how many times. She wanted to believe they all deserved it. Stan Windthrop certainly did.

  She was crazy for even considering staying. How could she run from the man she loved, a man that made her face her mistakes and forgave her? A man that could take unthinkable risks to save the life of another.

  For weeks, her attraction grew through common everyday chit chat. Ethan had obvious strengths and flaws. Not even the discovery he was a killer would change how she felt about him.

  She simply loved him.

  Maybe she did fear for her future, but her desire to be near him outweighed the warnings going off in her mind. Above all things, she believed he would keep her safe. His actions told her it was true.

  For Janet Windthrop, he was a hero. He was going to save her life. It was a fact she couldn’t ignore. He was saving someone the system couldn’t.

  Foolish pride filled her heart.

  This was the man she wanted in her life.

  She was crazy.

  His grip on her pussy hadn’t lightened. His fingers continually danced along her seam, not letting her forget who was in control. She moaned and melted into the desk.

  “There are a few more things I want from you tonight.” He lowered over her. His teeth grazed her ear lobe. “I want to take you home, but before we go, I need to fuck you right here and now on this desk. I can wait no longer to have you.” He nipped at her shoulder and soothed the spot with his tongue. “What do you think about that?”

  “What are you waiting for?” She moved against his hand, her slick folds easing her way.

  He pulled his hand away from her pussy, but rested it on her lower back.

  Ethan seemed so sure of their situation, so sure in his convictions she was his. The thought got her past the sheer wild nature of the moment. She was naked and face down on his desk, desperate to feel his cock pumping inside her. New warmth greeted her needy pussy.

  “Hold on, it seems I’m unprepared. I don’t have a condom. There should be some in the end table though. I don’t need to go far.” He ruthlessly rubbed her warm ass and renewed the sting.

  “Have sex in here often?”

  “We can talk about past relationships and our plans for the future later, if that’s all right?” She heard a tiny crinkle of paper, probably Ethan opening the condom package. “I’d like to know who the condoms in your bedroom are for.”

  “Okay, that conversation can wait. To be honest, I don’t want to think about the women who have been in my position anyhow.”

  “Sweetheart, not a single woman has been in this position with me.” He rubbed her ass again.

  “Thank you.” She didn’t know if she was thanking him for the honesty or the renewed sting in her ass.

  “I’d like you to stand up and turn around for me. I want to look into your eyes while I take you.”

  He took her hand and helped her to stand. Then, he picked her up and set her on the desk. She hissed through her teeth. Her ass burned at the contact. He’d been rubbing her ass on purpose. She looked at him and shook her head at his smirk. Gosh, she loved him.

  He kissed her knuckles and held her hands while she lowered her back to the desk. He raised her feet and set them on the edge of the desk.

  “Hot damn, you’re beautiful.” He stepped in between her legs and lowered over her, raining sweet kisses upon her lips. “The way you look at me gets me so fucking hot.” Everything changed when his tongue barged in and the kisses turned fast and needy. His hands molded her breasts and pulled at the tips, which were tender from rubbing back and forth on the desk during her spanking.

  Her back arched off the desk, the sensitivity burning bright. Her pussy pulsed, eager to have him inside her.

  “Please.”

  “You want my cock, don’t you?”

  “Yes. Please, Ethan.” She caressed his face.

  She tried to wait patiently while he put on the condom. She reached her hands out and curled the tips around the edge of the desk, grounding herself.

  He dragged the head of his cock through her wetness and then dipped inside. She whimpered. He pushed further in and retreated, but he didn’t make her wait much longer. The next time, he pushed further in, followed by a thrust which had him almost all the way in.

  “You feel even better than I remember.” He pulsed inside her for a minute and then pushed all the way in. The head of his cock pressed against her cervix.

  They were together as one. She moaned at the intensity. Stretched and full, she wanted the moment to last and cried out when he pulled from her, but he rewarded her with a fast stroke back inside. He used some of the strength she loved and the desk skidded on the floor. Her pussy pulsed against the force of his thrust.

  “Again.”

  “My pleasure.”

  The next several hits were just as strong and left her screaming when his pelvis rocked over her clit. Each thrust landed against her cervix and reverberated through her body. Tiny quakes rattled her system. He didn’t slow, if anything he gave her more, even grabbing her ass and renewing the tender heat.

  On the next stroke, her senses went silent for a long second and then a force blew through her, lighting its way with waves and wav
es of bliss. He continued his thrust until his roar joined her screams.

  He laid his body over hers and he nestled into the crook of her neck. Their unified breathing filled the space between them and all around. A beautiful peace settled in and tears pushed at the backs of her eyes.

  “I wish we could stay in this moment.”

  “I don’t have a problem recreating this moment with you over and over again.” He pulled back to gaze into her eyes. His hand caressed her cheek. “Thank you for not running from me.”

  “Thank you for forgiving me.”

  He pulled from her and picked her up to cradle her in his arms. An armor of joy wrapped around her. They settled on the couch and he covered her with the afghan, which had been draped over the one end.

  “How about I take you home?”

  “Will you stay this time?” She shifted to look at him. “Pretty please, you can tie me up this time.”

  “I have no intention of letting you and your red ass out of my sight tonight.”

  They took their time getting dressed and cuddled in the back of his car on the way to her place. He played with the hem of her skirt as they walked to her front door. She had to keep batting his hand away.

  “Would you stop?” She looked around to see if any of her neighbors were out.

  “I’m getting impatient.” He stepped up behind her. “You better find your key or I may have to have my way with you right here.” He nipped at her ear lobe.

  “Ethan.” She shoved the key home and they stumbled inside. “I’ll get us some water from the kitchen. I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”

  ****

  He kicked off his shoes and hung his jacket on her coat hook. Max had been right. He’d been living a shadow of a life. Day by day, Nadia had woken him up. Not letting the little minx from his thoughts had been the right thing to do after all.

  Aidan wasn’t yet finished with his investigation, but he was confident he’d get everyone’s blessing. Once he’d taken care of Janet’s problem and they’d figured out what the new gang was after, he could imagine settling into a routine with Nadia. A night here, a night at his place, maybe he’d even introduce her to the scene down at Club Voyage. He imagined her fitting in well with Keller’s crew.