by Lauren Wood
“I had no idea.”
“The sauce is going to take some time to finish. It needs about an hour to marinate in its own juices. Whatever are we going to do with the time we have before dinner? I just want to go on the record to say there is no safe word. 1 hour isn’t near enough but it’s more than enough time to tease me. I do like what you are wearing, but I think it would look far better on the floor. I’ve been anxious from the moment you arrived to see what you are wearing underneath that.” I knew he was dead serious and I was responsible for putting myself into this situation.
I got up and stood there with my two hands on the straps of the dress. He snapped his fingers and turned on some music with a lot of base. He made the motion for me to twirl in place. I let him see my bare back and how I wasn’t wearing a bra.
“I’ve always wondered how you would handle yourself on the dance floor. Let’s see some dirty dancing to get us both in the mood.” I began to shimmy in place and put on a display worthy of any stripper in the business.
I had his pants filling out and jumping with enthusiasm behind his zipper. He was soon behind me letting me feel the hungry beast clawing at the zipper to get out. I reached behind and massaged his length, giving it the necessary incentive to grow to its full potential.
“We do seem to move well together, but I didn’t have any doubt. I remember that night better than you do. I was a little drunk, but I know how to handle my liquor better than most.” I was under the duress of a bet gone badly and there was nothing I could do about it.
“I knew it. You were purposely trying to get me drunk to keep me from panting after you. Those tequila shots gave me a hangover and brief flashes of many different positions. The one burned into my memory was how you somehow locked your ankles behind your head.” His hands had come around and his palms were rubbing my nipples into action. The telltale signal sent down below was evident from how my panties were suddenly moist.
“I haven’t been able to do it again. It wasn’t worth the pain I felt after the liquor wore off. I know we had an agreement, but I don’t think the human body is meant to bend that way.” It was the one month anniversary of the death that could’ve been avoided had I been thinking clearly. I didn’t see the signs. They were right there and I just didn’t recognize how far this man was willing to go.
“I can see your head isn’t exactly into this. What you need is the proper incentive.” He lifted me onto one of the stools and swiveled it around to face him.
“I can’t say there is a woman alive who doesn’t like oral gratification. Women don’t know what they are missing until they try it with someone who knows what they’re doing.” I had lost the wager, but somehow I became the winner by default.
I could feel the cool black leather against my skin through my panties. Solomon didn’t even bother to take them off. He pulled them aside and whistled his approval at how my lips were shining with invitation.
“I haven’t gotten my reputation for being a selfish lover. I find no greater thrill than the challenge of getting a woman off with my mouth and fingers.” The tip of his tongue sizzled along the inside of my thighs.
“I can be rather boisterous and hard to handle when I climax.” I placed my legs over his shoulders and drew him closer by holding onto the back of his head with both hands.
“I’m counting on it. I hope this is a good way to show you I can make a compromise. Dinner will be served, but I believe the appetizer is ready to be devoured.” He was getting close and my body was begging for the insertion of his tongue.
The first initial penetration was an awakening experience. I clawed at his scalp and pulled at his hair. I was listening to him hum a happy tune between my legs. The vibration traveled along my quivering walls. I was ascending to the top of the mountain and teetering on the edge.
He was sucking on my clit with one finger deep inside those convulsing muscles. He was making this come-hither motion with his finger. I didn’t know it was possible to have a g spot induced orgasm with that kind of intensity. It was 100 times more powerful than whatever sexual implement I had in my possession.
“I do enjoy how you treat your guests at dinner. Not only do you know how to sexually satisfy with your tongue, but the meal smells out of this world.” I was unceremoniously coming down from a sexual high.
He continued to consume the evidence of my arousal. I knew what he was going to want in return. I had to give him credit for sealing the deal with more than words. The directions were easy to follow. It felt like he had cheated by the numbers. It didn’t matter and his attention to detail was beyond reason.
I was assaulted by all of my senses at the same time. The smell of the food was wetting my appetite. The touch of his tongue was sending me to a place where no woman would want to come back from. The look in his eyes confirmed his hungry determination to make me weak at the knees.
The taste of his lips when he kissed me was delivered with his fingers still fucking me into oblivion. The sound of my screams echoed with the animals outside applauding the efforts. There was another sense of sexual awareness and it was going off the charts.
I slammed my knees against his ears and came for the third time. He finally had to pry my legs away from him with the crowbar of his biceps. He lost his equilibrium and his balance was disturbed by how I was constantly smacking his ears with my knees.
“You are very responsive. I don’t mind saying this time is far more rewarding than the first one. I’m going to do my best to wipe away any evidence of our time together a month ago. I have the date circled on my calendar. My heart has never been an open book, but maybe you’re the one that’s going to change that.” I felt a little insulted, but how could he make comparisons if he didn’t remember the last time.
“I can’t stand and there doesn’t seem to be a necessity to put my clothes on. They wouldn’t remain on long after dinner. This way we can cut out the middleman.” I was stark raving naked and I didn’t feel the least bit uncomfortable. It was the same way the first time.
“There’s a special spice in the meat sauce I would like you to try to identify. My mother swears by it to get my father in the mood. It’s the reason why I have five other siblings one year apart from each other. They were insatiable and never could take their eyes off of one another.” Theirs was the kind of love I wanted, but I wasn’t sure if Solomon was the right man for the job.
“My palate has always been quite formidable. It would be my pleasure to play your game.” He ladled my plate high with the pasta and covered it with the meat sauce. The aroma was intoxicating and had me anxious to dig in.
I twirled the sauce and the pasta together for a taste sensation that was hard to beat. I consumed everything in a sloppy carnivorous way. Each bite was better than the first one and there was an unknown element in the mix. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something vaguely familiar.” I pushed the plate back when my cell phone began to ring with defiance.
“Bridget…” I didn’t get a chance to say anything more.
“We need you down at the museum. They have taken hostages and have requested you by name. I think you should know it’s…Evan Bates.” He had gotten away after leaving the rest of us to pick up after his mess.
I sat there stupefied listening to Captain Anders drone on, but I could only think about the little boy’s face. His death at Evan’s hands was an unconscionable display. I had a chance to make things right.
I wasn’t sure I wanted the responsibility of losing another. The only way I was going to get over the loss was by playing by his rules for the time being. The night of amour was going to have to wait.
“I just got the call. It looks like we’re going to have to postpone and maybe we might have something to celebrate after the dust settles. I can give you a ride, but I’m not sure how it’s going to look if we show up together.” I was gathering my clothes and wondering if I could hear Evan’s voice again without cracking up.
“I will get there on my ow
n.” I was pretty much going through the motions by putting on my clothes.
My hands were shaking, but people depended on me. It was time to think about the problem at hand and come up with a suitable solution.
He was already out the door, but his motorcycle jacket was left behind with the keys hanging on a hook by the kitchen door. I smiled knowingly and there was no way I was going to pass up the opportunity to feel like a bad ass on a mission.
It would put me in the right frame of mind to face the one who had gotten away. I swore I was never going to make that mistake again.
Chapter four
“Are you sure that you want to do this? I know it’s only been a month and the wound is still fresh. I have requested the assignment and have been given the green light to set up across the street. I will be listening in and waiting for you to give me the code.” Solomon was going to be my right hand and I couldn’t say anything.
“This is what I do. There’s no reason to worry about me. I replayed the events of that night a month ago over and over again in my head trying to find something I could have done differently. I know it’s common for people to do that, but I think I know what needs to be done.” He looked at me skeptically, but then he was called away to take his place with his sniper rifle in his possession.
“I have him on the phone for you. We tried to get him to talk to anybody else, but he has vehemently denied our request. He has 20 hostages and five of them are kids on a field trip with their classmates. He’s getting increasingly agitated.” The Captain was waiting for me to jump into the deep end.
It was time to put my game face on and the hostages demanded I didn’t waver in my conviction to get them out safely.
I took the phone and prepared myself mentally for what had to be done
“It looks like you have been busy. We may as well dispense with the pleasantries. I have never believed in coincidences. Would you care to tell the class what I already know?” I was waiting with bated breath to hear him confirm my suspicions.
“I thought I had broken you, but imagine my surprise when you showed up unexpectedly for your first day back. I couldn’t in good conscience leave you to celebrate this milestone on your own. I could’ve gotten away, but I didn’t want to.” He was wound tighter than a $2.00 watch.
“We both know what you want. Don’t keep us in suspense.” I was waiting for the other shoe to drop and I wasn’t disappointed by the next words that came out of his mouth.
“I find myself being magnanimous. I will give you the five children and five other adults, but only if you agree to take their place. Shop around and you can’t get a better deal than that. I’m giving up half of my leverage for one chance to look you in your eyes. You have 1 minute to make your decision before I start killing one hostage every 5-minutes.” I had a feeling this was his endgame and I was prepared to play along.
“I don’t even need 10-seconds. Send them out and I will join you shortly.” It was a risky maneuver, but one I couldn’t pass up to keep the children from being made into unnecessary collateral damage.
“This is going to be fun. I’ve been waiting for this day for longer than you can imagine. I never thought it would happen. Seeing you fall into a pit of depression at the bottom of a liquor bottle was satisfying. This is what I really wanted.” Evan was sadistic and had no scruples when it came to the sanctity of human life.
I cut off communication and had people nattering in my ear about protocol and how I was going to make everything worse.
“I don’t need anyone of you second guessing my decisions. This is how it’s going to be. Get used to it. I trust that you will find a way to get me and the rest of the hostages out of there in one piece. If you have the shot, then damn well take it and don’t miss.” This last set of directions was for the unseen sniper on the roof across the street.
I walked with a sense of confidence to the threshold of the building. I saw the kids and five adults converging on the door in the lobby. The ceilings were huge and high enough that it would take somebody with an extensive ladder to wash the windows.
“Get behind the tape.” They followed my orders and the police corralled them to interview each one separately to determine the next course of action.
I stepped through the door and was immediately hit by the building’s air conditioning on full blast.
“I have 10 reasons why this has to work.” I changed the channel and waited for Solomon to verify he had gotten my message.
“I’m here, but it’s not going to take them very long to figure out we changed channels. Make this quick.” His tone of voice was of a professional sniper ready to send his target to their maker.
“I know this isn’t the ideal time, but I have to tell you something. I’ve never forgotten you and I was given something precious from that night. I’m going to have your child. I thought you should know and maybe this news will change the way you are going to address this issue. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was wrong and I know it.” The silence was punctuated by a sigh of resignation.
“I have to question the reason why you would tell me this right now. We can talk about it when you are safely away from that maniac. Please be careful. You’re carrying precious cargo. I don’t want to think about the worst case scenario.” I saw Evan at the top of the stairs hiding behind a young woman in a green dress that left very little to the imagination.
“Come on and I don’t have all day. Take out your earpiece and drop it on the floor. Stomp on it until it’s in little bitty pieces.” I did what he told me to do and I walked up the stairs to find him wearing a bomb vest with the master switch in his hand.
“I had a feeling you didn’t have any designs on getting out of here. This is your last stand and you want me here to witness it.” He was purposely staying away from the windows avoiding the possibility of being cut down before his plans could be realized.
“This is a unique design of my own making. It’s wired to my heart. I die and the bomb goes off taking this building and everybody in it with it. There’s no doubt both of us are going to die here today, but not until I say what is on my mind.” He backed away with the hostage in front of him.
The woman was terrified and I was worried she was going to have a wardrobe malfunction. The dress wasn’t made for her melons trying to bust out from over the top of the plunging neckline.
“I can’t let you do this.” He looked surprised and even more so when I pulled the hostage out of his arms.
“I don’t know what you are trying to prove, but this doesn’t change anything.” The one thing it did change for me was that one more hostage was not going to be in the blast radius.
“I lived with the regret of watching you kill that teenage boy in front of my eyes. That day changed me on a molecular level. I lost sight of what was really important. I became disenfranchised by the system. I had to crawl before I was able to walk. I found a support system in the most unlikely of places.” Keeping him talking gave Solomon a chance to get a bead on him.
“You thought you had me ready to give up, but I had no intention of ever letting that kid live. It didn’t matter what you did or how much you tried to empathize with my cause. I needed his death to keep you preoccupied long enough so that I could make my escape.” I was seeing everything with fresh eyes.
I should have known that he was playing me from the very beginning. I had to fall to find the woman I didn’t recognize looking at me in the mirror, but in the end, it didn’t even matter.
The other hostages were the only thing that mattered. I did have another life depending on me to walk out free and clear of his madness. He didn’t know a mother’s bond to her child was the strongest one. This compelled me to do something stupid and reckless for the sake of catching him off guard.
“I don’t think you understand how much it changed me. I can’t let this continue for one moment longer. I have something to live for even if you don’t. It means that I’m capable of just about anything.” I was
watching his reaction and he seemed amused.
“It’s probably better I just push this switch and end it all. I can’t do it. I’m enjoying this on a level I don’t even understand. Seeing you standing there defiantly with your arms crossed is laughable. It’s not like you can do anything to stop the sands of the hourglass. There are only a few grains left. What can you possibly do to change the outcome? Nothing is what you’re going to do. You are as ineffectual as they are at putting me behind bars for the rest of my life.” I was driven to make a final play, but I had no idea how I was going to wipe the smug look off of his face.
“You make it sound like I’m helpless to do anything. I dare to refute that statement. It’s not good to leave me with very little options on the table. It makes me desperate. Desperate people can resort to immeasurable measures to survive.” I was readying myself and I could only hope Solomon could understand my sacrifice.
“There’s no play left. I have you in check. One last move and it’s checkmate.” I made a resolution and I was going to contribute to my child’s safety by doing something, not in the rulebook.
I attacked him with the tactical training I didn’t get a chance to use the first time. I cut off the air supply into his lungs by striking his windpipe. He dropped the switch and had both hands around his throat.
He looked at me with surprise and I was going to use that element against him. I had to be very careful not to disturb the explosives strapped to his body. There was a sudden clarity in his eyes. I would’ve gone along had he not exposed his plan to kill the both of us. I had one chance and I was going to make the most of it.
“You are… definitely full of surprises.” His voice was hoarse, but he managed to produce a long menacing knife.
The sound of the glass breaking from the bullet from Solomon’s sniper nest had him pitching over the railing and dropping like a sack of cement to the floor below. I went downstairs blinded by rage and panic to get to him before he was able to press the switch to send us both to hell.