UnSub

by Kendra Greenwood

  “Ah, but watching you get all excited is half the fun.” Jesus, Jesus, he couldn’t wait to get her home. She was right, he was getting himself so excited that he might find it difficult to walk out nonchalantly himself.

  The song ended. He marched her back to the table to retrieve her handbag. They approached his mother to levy their congratulations again and say their goodbyes. The second she laid eyes on them her expression shifted. To Alyx, she said, “Are you all right, my dear? You look a bit flushed.”

  “Uh, it’s a little warm in here. Probably all the dancing.” Alyx’s eyes furtively glanced in Daniel’s direction. His mother’s gaze flitted back and forth between them, her eyebrows creasing.

  “We need to get going, Mom. Alyx and I still have several hours of torturous work ahead of us tonight.” Alyx flared her nostrils and Daniel swallowed a laugh.

  “Understood,” she said, “Your work must be exhausting, yet I imagine quite satisfying.”

  “You have no idea, Mom,” Daniel added, desperately struggling to keep the smirk off his face.

  “Thank you both for taking a few hours away from your work to make an old woman happy. Ms. Cameron, it was delightful to make your acquaintance.” She extended her hand and Alyx shook it.

  “A pleasure meeting you too, Dr. Taylor.”

  “Don’t work my son too hard tonight.”

  It was all Daniel could do to keep from choking. One look at Alyx and he’d totally lose it.

  “Good night, Mom,” Daniel said, leaning in and giving her a peck on the cheek.

  “Night, night, dear.”

  Mason pulled the car around to the front as soon as they exited the door. Alyx glared at Daniel. “You’re an ass. What are you, like twelve? The whole night was laced with sexual innuendo. If your mother doesn’t suspect that this was something other than a business relationship, then she’s an idiot. And I doubt that, based on the fact that’s she’s an expert in human behavior.” Alyx sighed loudly.

  “I know. I plead carnal insanity. I was overcome by your feminine wiles.” Daniel peered straight ahead as Alyx continued to glare. He held the door open for her as she settled her sexy pink cashmere-clad body into the seat. Sitting next to her, he couldn’t contain himself any longer and pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. “You smell delicious. You always do. Makes me want to taste every inch of you.”

  They stayed quiet for the remainder of the trip and an odd peacefulness washed over Daniel.

  * * *

  In the TV room, Daniel headed for the bar. “I’m having a scotch. Want one?”

  Alyx sat on a barstool. “Yes, please.” Daniel removed his tuxedo coat and hung it on the back of the other stool. He reached for his tie. She stopped him. “Here, let me do that.” She tugged on the end of the bow and pulled the knot lose, then slid the silky black material out from beneath his collar and draped it across the back of her neck. Sliding her fingers inside his collar, she pushed the button out of the hole and freed his neck from the restraint. Two more buttons and she stopped. Daniel flaunted a naughty grin then grasped the ends of his bow-tie and retied it around Alyx’s neck. He stepped back and appraised his handiwork.

  “I like it. In fact, you’ll only wear my bow-tie in the rec room tonight.”

  Alyx blinked her bright eyes, so demure. “Yes, Sir. Whatever you say, Sir.”

  Daniel leaned in and kissed her gently. Alyx wrapped her arms around his neck. She spread her knees and he moved in, clutching her to his chest. The kiss proved urgent, deep, and Daniel’s insides surged with the thrill of what was to come. And oh, he would make her come, hard and often.

  “Let’s skip the drink,” he muttered, “I don’t think I can wait any longer to have you naked and spread-eagle on my bondage bed.” Several moments skidded by. He tilted his head to one side. “And, my little pet, tonight’s the night I claim your sweet ass.”

  * * *

  Alyx lay unrestrained, face up on the bondage bed. She gritted her teeth at the raw carnal feelings burning inside her. A week ago, she would have vowed that anal sex would never be on her list of erotic activities and couldn’t imagine there could be anything even remotely pleasurable about anything in her ass. The first time there’s a finger in your ass, well, it feels like a finger in your ass, but at a certain point everything goes right. Now she had to admit that wearing the anal plug had awakened waves of unfamiliar, yet delectable, feelings.

  Naked and erect, Daniel straddled her hips, resting his adorable bottom on her thighs. “We’ll take this slow. Real slow. I’m going to blindfold you. It will help you focus.” The deep timbre of his voice nearly made her come and he’d barely touched her. He secured the black silk sash over her eyes, tying it on the side. Massaging her breasts, he leaned in and sucked her nipples hard, then plundered her mouth, their tongues dancing a familiar tango.

  He settled between her legs and ran his hands up her thighs to her bottom, kneading the flesh. A warm tingle erupted, her soft tissues already engorged. “Let’s get you lubed up,” Daniel whispered, “first here.” His fingers pulled back her folds exposing her engorged clit. Just imagining his eyes gazing at her as his fingers probed sent her soaring. “Oh babe, don’t you dare come yet. We’re going to do this right and I promise the high will be incredible.”

  Alyx believed him. Every word. She’d learned that holding back her orgasm as long as possible made for an incredibly satisfying climax.

  Daniel opened her legs wider and propped up her knees. He applied a generous amount of lubricant to her anus. “Don’t think, Alyx. Just feel.” Alyx obeyed.

  One finger slid in gently. Unfamiliar nerves fired. Another finger. He moved them in circular motion. Gently. Rhythmically. Her body ached for him and she moaned at the exquisite sensation. This went on for a long minute, maybe several, until she thought she’d explode.

  “Oh no,” Daniel urged. “Not yet, little pet.”

  “I don’t think I can wait,” Alyx muttered. “It’s too hard.”

  “We’re in protocol. I’d liked to be addressed properly, little subbie.”

  “Yes, Sir, I mean, no, Sir. I don’t think I can hold on much longer. “

  “Too much talking, hush.”

  Daniel flipped her onto her stomach with one quick move. An arm slid under her and she was on hands and knees. “Put your face on the pillow, hold onto the headboard and keep your adorable butt in the air,” he whispered near her ear. She heard the tear of the condom wrapper. This was it. Here he comes. They both would.

  More lube, more rubbing, circling her back entrance. Blind, she focused on his touch. No distractions. The tip of his cock hit her anus, unhurriedly, he pressed in. The fingers of his left hand were entwined with hers, his other guiding his dick inside. She bucked, not out of fear or resistance but because she wanted to wrap her arms around him. Not touching him was the worst torture. A second later, his shaft was in her anus. Her thighs, her stomach, her whole body tightened. Every muscle stiffened. “Relax, Alyx,” he whispered in her ear. “This is going to feel incredible. Trust me.”

  He slid into her. In. Out. In. Out. Her vision went white under the blindfold. He freed his hand from hers and his fingers pinched her clit. “Come now,” he said. She screamed, as he relentlessly thrust in and out of her, her mind in splinters and her vagina convulsing around his fingers. The familiar moan when Daniel climaxed made Alyx smile.

  “Fuck,” she yelled. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

  “Fuck is right,” Daniel said. “You’re mind-blowing, little subbie.” He turned her over, removing the blindfold. He stripped off the condom and heaved it on the floor, using a wet nap from the bedside table to clean his hands. He pressed his chest against hers, his arms beside her shoulders, corded muscles bulging. Alyx focused on his gorgeous eyes, dark with passion. Arousal flared. Again.

  “One more,” he said. Daniel plunged his cock into her throbbing vagina. He thrust against her swollen sensitive tissues sending tremors
vibrating through her. His steady rhythm took her past her climax and passion built as he brought her to another unbelievable orgasm. A screaming one. For both.

  An eternity later she opened her eyes and blinked. She moaned. Shivered. Exhaustion swamped her. Her muscles limp. Daniel pushed away strands of damp hair from her face, then pulled her on top of him, wrapping her securely in an embrace. He chuckled. “So? What say you, little subbie?”

  Alyx laughed. “I’ll write that check for the hundred bucks first thing in the morning.”

  Thursday

  Alyx had been twitchy all morning. Daniel saw her standing in front of the open refrigerator and came around behind her.

  “Shit, Daniel! Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

  “I didn’t sneak up on you, I simply walked over to see if I could help.”

  She was nervous, had to be, but wouldn’t admit it to him. He asked her ten times to tell him how she felt about going to the club tonight, but she kept insisting it was no big deal. She was fine, fine, fine. Now that he thought about it, everything was always “fine” with her and it was starting to worry him. What was it about her that prevented her from expressing her feelings? Possibly having no parent around had made her too self-reliant. Although, he shouldn’t talk, he wasn’t exactly Mr. Let-Me-Express-My-Feelings-Freely, either.

  Daniel had already decided to keep her out of the rec room today, figuring she’d have enough of the BDSM lifestyle after tonight’s introduction to the club. Plus, he’d played pretty hard with her last night. The image of her sprawled across the bondage bed—so fucking gorgeous—might haunt him for all eternity. He’d stared at her for several minutes before touching. The blindfold had hidden not only her gaze, but also his indulgence in some serious eye worship. He prayed that image was seared into his retinas until he was an old man. And claiming her anal virginity had sent him on a high he might never come down from. Just thinking about how passionately they both came sent roiling ecstasy through him.

  After the refrigerator incident, he decided Alyx needed a distraction and sent Mason out on special assignment. Mason returned around noon with the required item. Daniel grabbed it and headed for the deck, first peeking at his little subbie through the French doors. She lay stretched out on the double lounger with her e-reader, but he could tell, even with her sunglasses on, that her eyes were focused elsewhere. He guessed her mind was on Steve, her Dom for Saturday night, imagining him looming menacingly over her, and Daniel had to admit the image spiked even his anxiety level.

  Pushing one door open a crack he yelled, “Close your eyes, Alyx, I have a surprise.” She glanced his way, and he made sure to keep the offering behind his back as best he could. The sucker was six feet long.

  Alyx flicked her sunglasses up and looked his way. “I mean it, Alyx. Close your eyes or I’ll spank you right out here on the deck even if you are on your own time.” He struggled not to smile and hoped she’d be happy with her surprise, and seriously distracted for a few hours.

  “They’re closed. Okay, Master?” She leaned her head back on the oversized chair and threw her forearm over her eyes.

  A more carnal method of distraction came to mind—strapping her to the bondage bench and fucking her senseless. She did seem to like that—but he let that thought die a quick death. “Okay, I’m coming out. Keep your eyes closed until I tell you.” He made his way across the decking, the slick polyurethane board between his hands, and stopped at the foot of her chair. “Open.”

  It took her a few seconds to focus, then her eyes widened and she sat up abruptly. “Oh. My. God. Where did you get that?”

  “You need a distraction, the tension wafting off you is driving me crazy. I thought perhaps physical exertion of a different kind might help you relax.”

  Alyx jumped up and planted a giant kiss on his cheek. She pulled back and blurted, “God, I love you.” Immediately her eyes impossibly widened, she pulled away and slapped her hand across her mouth. Awkward silence lingered. Alyx dropped her hand, “Oh, Daniel, I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean that. I-I meant I loved you for doing this, not, well—”

  Daniel put a hand on her shoulder. “Relax, I know what you meant. Don’t give it another thought.” But his heart had nearly leapt out of his chest at her words. He’d been struggling with his intense feelings for her nearly since she arrived, and almost wished it were true. What would he do if she’d actually said those words for real? His pulse quickened at the thought of truly being in love with this woman, and to have that love returned. “I know you got cheated out of a surfing weekend with your friends. You had to be disappointed.”

  Alyx grabbed the board and laid it out on the decking. She stroked it as if it were a treasured pet. “Do you surf?”

  “No. I dabbled a little as a kid, but I never really got the hang of it.”

  “It’s already waxed? You are officially my favorite person. Ever. I’m going in right this second.” She ran off into the surf like an energetic teenager. Daniel beamed. He’d achieved his objective.

  He watched her surf wave after wave, uneasy a few times when it seemed like she was underwater too long. But each time she surfaced with a child-like grin. She stayed out there for two hours and Daniel began to worry that, after this much physical exertion, she’d be too exhausted to stay focused at the club tonight. Too late now, however. He’d just have to do his best to keep her on task.

  Eventually she dragged herself onto the beach and headed his way. She rested the board against the railing and Daniel gave her a towel. Intending to wrap her in the cotton-soft fabric, she derailed him by throwing her arms around his neck and landing a giant wet kiss on his cheek, all signs of the earlier slip of her tongue gone.

  “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she said near his ear, and gooseflesh traveled down his body. She pulled back and smiled at him. Mesmerized, he couldn’t move. The water dancing on her dark eyelashes lent an encrusted diamond motif to her brilliant ice-blue eyes. Her skin glowed, her cheeks bright pink as if the ocean had repeatedly slapped her. And, he decided, she couldn’t possibly be any more beautiful. Her panting breaths made her chest heave in and out; her perfect breasts were slick with the briny ocean water and barely covered by her tiny red bikini top. Her chocolatey wave of hair was tousled and she ran her fingers through it, which only highlighted her exquisitely toned body and hiked her perky breasts even higher.

  He wrapped her in the warm towel and hugged her to his chest. “You’re very welcome, little pet.” The scent of the clean ocean mixed with her essence filled his head. He decided right then and there that he’d remember this moment of pure unadulterated joy for the rest of his life.

  “You look like you had fun,” he said.

  “I did. And you were right. It was the perfect distraction.”

  “Good, I’m glad. Now why don’t I run you a bath?” he suggested. “You need to relax. Come.”

  Tugging her inside, he led her up the stairs and into the green boudoir’s bathroom. He squirted foaming bath gel into the tub and made the water hot. He desperately wanted to crawl in behind her and lather her beautiful body with suds and massage the knots out of her tight and probably tired muscles. But he refrained, and not without tremendous effort.

  After a half-hour, he came to get her. Her eyes were closed and she appeared so incredibly peaceful, he wanted to leave her be. Sitting on the edge of the tub, he grazed her cheek with the back of his hand and her eyelids fluttered opened, her gaze meeting his. She looked so young and innocent, which threw him off kilter. His throat constricted at the thought of what the next few days would bring. Signs of danger flooded his head. Red flags flew. How had he not seen this coming? It started out as fun and games, but now he felt terror invading his every waking thought, not to mention his dreams.

  “Feel better?” he crooned.

  “Mmm,” she muttered. “Much.”

  “Alyx, are you sure about this? In the beginning, I never thought you’d follow through and then, well, I kind of got c
aught up in the fun of training you, but now, well, I’m worried. This is dangerous. I think you should reconsider.”

  “Don’t be ridiculous, Daniel,” she said, bristling and sitting up straight. Bubbles lingered on her shoulders and breasts, then slid down her wet skin. It distracted him for a second. “I’m not giving in now, not after I’ve subjected myself to a week of torture under your iron hand.”

  Daniel’s heart seized up. She hated him? She hated this whole experience with him?

  “Oh, Daniel, don’t look so crestfallen. I was joking.” Her smile warmed him and he made himself breathe. “Really, it’s been crazy, I’ll admit that, but it’s been awesome. Freaky and wonderful, actually.” She kissed the back of his hand, her lips lingering on his skin too long. “You’re too sweet, really.”

  “Okay, that’s enough to ruin a Dom’s reputation. Please, do not say that to anyone at the club. I’ll never be able to show my face there again.” Not that he really wanted to. After this whole thing was over he’d never go back.

  “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. I won’t out you to your buddies.”

  “Come on. Out. The water is getting cold.”

  “Could you please get the bathroom cup, I need to rinse out the conditioner in my hair.”

  Daniel doused her hair with cups of warm water until the last remnants had washed away. She held his hand and he pulled her onto the fluffy white rug and swaddled her in a navy-blue bath sheet. He hugged her tightly to his chest. “Are you sure, Alyx? I could invent some excuse to get you out of this if you want me to.”

  “No. I have to see this through, it’s the right thing to do,” she continued softly, her voice like a cashmere sweater against his chest. “We have to think of all those women who at this very moment are being hurt, women who haven’t seen their families in a long time, families who don’t even know if they’re still alive. Everything will be fine. One of us will get them back, and I really want that person to be me.” She tilted her head up and planted a gentle kiss on his chin. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry.”