A Love Like No Other

by Maggie Casper

  “Reach up and open the curtain, baby.”

  Without thought as to why he wanted it opened, she did as told. The fabric was dusty and stiff beneath her fingers. Torn and tattered, it hadn’t fared well without care over the years. All thought of its condition fled when she felt his hands on her thighs, scrunching up her skirt until she felt the cool air of the basement against her skin.

  “Good girl.” His fingers lifted the edge of her panties and sifted through the wet patch of curls covering her mound. “Now put both of your hands flat on the bench.”

  Alexandra’s mind didn’t even think about the dust or possibility of spiders. The only thing that came to mind was he wanted to fuck her in a confessional. She was sure she should find such a thing offensive. After all, they were in a church. Her mind whirled. She shouldn’t be so damn excited over doing something so…so forbidden, but she was.

  “Is there a problem?”

  Thinking about it, she decided there wasn’t. “No.”

  “Then do as you were told.” There was that tone again. One she was going to quickly learn she didn’t much care for. Hearing it made her feel as though she were a child being scolded.

  The area was small and enclosed. It smelled musty and made her nose tickle. When Alexandra leaned over to place her hands on the bench, her skirt fell back into place covering her hips and ass from him.

  Raith growled low in his chest as he moved up close behind her. The sound set Alexandra’s nerves on end. It roared through her blood and upped the nearly overwhelming lust she already felt.

  His hands were possessive as they grasped her hips. Without preamble, her skirt was jerked up and pooled on her back. Alexandra heard the sound of his zipper being lowered and the crinkle of foil paper as he tore into a condom. Her breath escaped her lungs in short powerful burst as she struggled not to turn around and launch herself at him.

  When he tugged her panties aside, not even bothering to take the time to have her remove them, Alexandra began to shake with excitement. She had never before been with a man so forceful in his desire. It definitely added to the experience.

  The last thought to cross Alexandra’s mind as Raith plunged balls deep into her was she was going to have a front-seat ride on a bus heading straight to hell. His thrusts were hard and fast. The sound of skin slapping skin was loud in the otherwise quiet basement, nearly drowning out the sounds of his grunts and groans.

  She managed to remain mostly quiet until he buried a hand in her hair and tugged her head back, using his hold as leverage to take her in a way that felt animalistic, raw and beautiful. It was then their sounds mingled. The tingle at her scalp combined with the feel of his cock powering into her from behind had Alexandra on edge.

  Her body quivered with the need to come, to explode, and feel Raith do the same right along with her.

  “I need to come. Harder. Oh please!” Alexandra had little control over what came out of her mouth. All she knew was her body felt tight and overly sensitive. Her words seemed to spur him on. Raith slowed his pace slightly, making each thrust into her body deep and intense. He kept her head pulled back with one hand in her hair and used the other to reach around and tease her clit mercilessly.

  “Come for me now, Xandra. Let me feel you squeeze my cock.” Raith changed from pinching to slapping her clit. The sensation bordered on pain and sent her spiraling over the edge and into a place where she heard nothing, only felt the fullness of her pussy and the next building orgasm. It was a wonderful place to be.

  Chapter Seven

  It was hard for Raith to believe he’d already been in Tahoe for two weeks. He’d thoroughly enjoyed the time he’d spent with Alexandra. Not only was the sex great but they got along well. She wasn’t afraid to make her opinions known or to stand up to him when she felt it necessary, but she also knew when to submit to his will. Never before had he become involved with a woman such as her.

  Larry had picked up on their attraction early on and kept himself scarce although easily reachable in case Raith needed his assistance on something pertaining to the club. Otherwise, Raith had allowed him time off. They were on a vacation of sorts after all.

  His time at Mrs. Mcabe’s timeshare was growing short. He was going to need to find permanent housing and some place for he and Larry to stay in the meantime. Those two things had been first and foremost on his mind as he drove to Alexandra’s office.

  The morning had been a busy one. As was often the case, money spoke volumes. Raith had been able to buy the old church outright. He’d inspected the place, doing a walk through with contractors who were already busy at work with the changes to be made. Paperwork had been filled out for the permits needed so everything seemed to be on track.

  After he and Alexandra had baptized the confessional, Raith decided to keep it and use it in the club. Many people had a religious play fetish and might enjoy the use of it just as they had. If anything, it would make a good conversation piece. He chuckled at the thought.

  Upon walking into Alexandra’s place of business, Raith noticed two things. The reception desk was empty and her door stood wide open. She was on the phone, but otherwise alone.

  “Morning, baby.” He skirted the desk to nuzzle her cheek and whisper into the ear not connected to the phone.

  Her smile was brilliant as she watched him. Alexandra cut her phone conversation short and hung up. “Morning.”

  “I missed you last night.” Raith spun her chair around until she faced him then leaned over and kissed her hungrily. He’d had a conference-call meeting and although he assured Alexandra she would not be in the way, she insisted on going home instead of sleeping the night through safe in his arms. He hadn’t liked it one bit.

  She was pulling away from him. Raith could feel it. He had no idea why though and was becoming frustrated by the whole thing. He was trying to give her time to think things through and come to the conclusion herself they were good for one another. However, if he didn’t sense she was making an effort to work things through on her own, he was going to press the issue by having a long heart-to-heart with her.

  And heart to heart it would definitely be because he was falling head over heels in love with the gorgeous creature sitting before him. In the meantime he would get the ball rolling on his new digs.

  “Larry and I are going to need a new place to stay.”

  She seemed genuinely surprised by his words. Raith couldn’t help but wonder if she thought he was just going to up and leave the minute things were settled with renovations of the club. If he dared to hope, it seemed as if his words made her happy.

  “I’m sure there are others who would be willing to either trade or sell their timeshare space for the right price. If you liked it there well enough I can call around.” All business, she turned her chair back to face forward and picked up the phone.

  Raith placed his hands on her shoulder, gently massaging the area. “It’s a beautiful place, but I like it much better when you’re there with me.” He removed his hands from her body before he was tempted to lock the office door and take thorough advantage of her even if he had to bind her to her desk chair to accomplish it.

  Of course, that thought conjured up all sorts of dirty fantasies. Raith shook his head, trying to clear it of the highly erotic vision he had just burned into his brain but failed miserably.

  “How much time are you looking for?” Was that the sound of hope in her voice? Did she really want him to stay? Was his leaving what had been causing the change in her or was she just not trying to get attached to someone who she thought of as a nice vacation from reality, someone who could make all her naughty little fantasies come true? Raith really wished he knew what she was thinking.

  “A few weeks at least.” He answered straight and to the point then watched while she made several phone calls, trying to gauge her thoughts, which was virtually impossible when she was in work mode. The woman was much like him in the way she remained focused on the task at hand while working.


  Raith paced her office then made a round through the external office which still stood empty. He idly wondered where her assistant was before heading back only to find her still on the phone. It took several more minutes before she was finished.

  “Ok, you’ve just purchased three weeks of time at the same timeshare. It’ll be ready for you tomorrow. Either you or Larry can pay for the time when you check in and get the keys to the new rooms tomorrow.”

  She was extremely efficient. Raith smiled. “Thank you.”

  This time, instead of taking up place behind her desk where he could touch every inch of her body if he chose to, Raith sat across the table from Alexandra. So much for giving her time and space, he thought as he asked, “Anything you want to talk about?”

  She appeared taken aback by his question. “Such as?”

  Raith leaned back in the chair, crossing one ankle over the opposite knee. The position seemed relaxed. The man was anything but. “I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me?”

  The light faded slightly from her eyes even as her chin came up at an angle full of attitude. “Have I done something wrong?”

  The sigh that left his lips was loud and long in the otherwise quiet room. “No, baby. You didn’t do anything wrong.” So maybe pushing wasn’t such a good idea after all. Instead of continuing along the same lines, Raith decided to talk about the house he hoped to purchase.

  “I want you to start looking for a house for me here in Tahoe. Something with lots of space and detached pool house or something similar for Larry to occupy.” Raith far preferred to have his assistant close but not so close he had to worry he and Alexandra would be walked in on during times where privacy was necessary.

  Three things happened nearly at once. A look of pure elation crossed her features only to be wiped away by that of despair and then she asked in a voice that trembled. “You’re hiring me to work for you again?”

  It didn’t take more than a second for him to get the gist of where she was going. Her and her fucking moral work ethics.

  “Oh hell no. Don’t even think it, Xandra!” If the crazy woman thought for one second that working for him meant they could no longer be in a relationship she had another thing coming. “If you tell me you won’t sleep with me, be with me because you are working for me I will put you over my knee and blister your ass right here and now.” Raith meant every word that came out of his mouth and dared her with his gaze to even try it.

  “But you know my rules, Raith. It doesn’t look professional. What will people say?” She threw her arms wide then just let them drop to her sides. “If rumors started I might lose clients or worse. What if any man who came in here assumed I would sleep with him as well?”

  Raith could completely understand the need to remain professional and respectable, but she was a little overboard about the whole thing in his opinion. Besides, if another man made such an erroneous assumption he would die a slow death. Alexandra Aimon was his woman and Raith had no plans to share. Ever. He said as much, causing Alexandra’s eyes to widen until they appeared like saucers against her pale skin and long, dark lashes.

  “I’m not letting you go, baby, so you might as well get that thought out of your mind.” He pushed his chair back from her desk. “Now come here.”

  She eyed him warily as if completely unsure of who he was or what he wanted with her, but she did as told. He almost laughed at how long it took her to stand and circle the desk. At first he’d thought to set her in his lap and comfort her, soothe her troubled body with his hands and let her know just how much she meant to him.

  As she moved closer though, Raith realized he needed to see her face and so he motioned for her to kneel before him. Alexandra didn’t balk one bit as she lowered herself before him. The floral-patterned material of her skirt pooled around her knees and not for the first time he realized just how much he loved her in the long skirts she seemed to favor.

  “I want you to find my house, Xandra. You know me well enough to know what I like.” Raith stared deep into her eyes.

  Her body melted against him but he could still see the resolve in her gaze. She placed her hands on his thighs as she knelt up. Her back was straight. She was such a proud woman. Raith felt her tense before she opened her mouth to speak.

  “I don’t know if I can.”

  He was giving no quarter. She belonged to him whether she wanted to believe it or not. “I’m not giving you a choice in the matter.”

  There was nothing soft or sensual about the kiss to follow. He slanted his mouth over hers, punishing her with his lips and teeth. Raith knew she had feelings for him. They were written in her gaze, in the way she looked at him, talked to him. He could feel her emotions in the way her body moved against his, flesh on flesh. There was no way in fucking hell he was going to allow her to pretend otherwise.

  Alexandra knew she was being silly. There really wasn’t a whole lot of reason to stop seeing Raith just because he was once again going to be her client, but for some reason she felt the need to argue the point.

  His moving to Tahoe scared her almost as much as the thought of him heading back to New York. She couldn’t quite figure it out. There was something about him, something about the way they interacted with one another that made her feel so very different than she had in any other relationship.

  He didn’t boss her around, although he was definitely bossy, or treat her as if she was an object. But he could be physically rough and was definitely starting to show signs of possessiveness toward her. Several times over the last week she’d had to remind herself his actions did not mean he was becoming as emotionally attached to her as she was him.

  Raith listened if she had something to say but he also had high expectations and expected her obedience. She had read much over the last couple of weeks about D/s relationships and in some ways theirs resembled one, but in many ways it did not. Although they had defined roles there was not a lot in the way of specific protocol or rules.

  It was more like over the span of a short amount of time Alexandra had worked hard to learn Raith’s likes and dislikes and used what she had found to please the both of them. She thoroughly enjoyed helping him and serving him, both in the bedroom and out. If she had to pick a name for their brand of relationship it would be more along the lines of a 1950s, old-fashioned, father-knows-best type of relationship with rope and floggers added in to spice things up.

  Alexandra chuckled at the thought.

  “Something funny, baby?”

  Alexandra gazed up at him and smiled. “No, nothing. Just thinking about how bossy you are.”

  He buried his hands in the hair at her temples and arched her head back at the same time he lowered his face until they were mouth to mouth. “Don’t forget uberly dominant and good looking as well.”

  He pecked her lips lightly as she choked back a laugh.

  “Modest too,” she mumbled against his mouth.

  “Ummm hmmm.” He deepened the kiss, taking it to a point Alexandra had a hard time catching her breath. The man kissed with his whole body, incorporating all of her senses to a point where she was content to stay exactly where he put her and leave the decisions up to him.

  “When will you start looking for my house?”

  Silently, she grumbled about his abrupt change in topics. She had been enjoying herself too much to make such a quick change to business talk. It took a minute before Alexandra was able to answer. “When do you want me to start looking?” Right now she wanted to feel the weight of his body on top of hers. Her mind refused to focus on much else.

  “I think tomorrow will be soon enough.”

  “Okay then.” Hell, she would have agreed to just about anything if he’d only give her his mouth again.

  “Baby?”

  She’d been going in, lips puckered, when his quiet call had reached her ears. It took everything in Alexandra to open her eyes and focus on him. “Huh?”

  “Is there any way you can leave for the rest of the day?”

/>   Her whole body sat up and took notice at his question. Her nipples instantly beaded against the white lace of the bra she’d decided to wear. Her panties were already damp with proof of her desire. Something about his tone made her inner walls spasm in waves of anticipation. She looked out to the outer office. “My assistant will be in after lunch and I don’t have any appointments this afternoon, so I think it would be all right.”

  It was so freaking okay Alexandra was ready to leap to her feet and race Raith to the car. He must have felt her muscles bunch in anticipation of rising. Stopping her with a hand on her shoulder, he shook his head.

  “It’s still an hour until lunch.”

  “It’s—”

  She didn’t get to finish before he placed a finger over her lips to quiet her. Raith stood, putting the hard bulge of his cloth-covered cock at face level. Alexandra was just about to start to work toward freeing his shaft when she was pulled to her feet and crushed into a tight bear hug.

  “Meet me at the timeshare in an hour, Xandra.”

  But she wanted to go with him now. Arguing with him would only be counterproductive though. This she knew from experience. Raith smiled when she snapped her jaw closed without doing so.

  “You’re a fast learner.” His laughter followed him to the outer door where he turned and pierced her with a heated stare.

  “The door will be unlocked. I want your clothes off the minute you come through it. When you’re nude come and find me.”

  With those parting words to keep her on edge for the next hour, Raith walked out the door.

  Alexandra wasn’t sure how she’d managed to keep her cool for a whole hour, but she had. Just barely. Never before had she been so excited to leave for lunch. And so nervous, she thought as she walked up to the door of the timeshare Raith occupied.

  She stepped stealthily through the threshold without bothering to knock, then began removing her clothes. The desire to rip the garments from her body and throw them on the floor as she ran to find him were nearly overwhelming, but she didn’t allow herself to do so. Instead, she folded each article of clothing as she removed it, then set them on the arm of the couch before departing the living room in search of Raith.