Rushing In

by Alice Winters

  He starts laughing. “Deal.”

  “Strip your ass!” I order.

  “Alright, alright,” he says, even though I’m sad to see the outfit go.

  I set to work making a loop in the rope and tying it as he gets his clothes off. Then I step up behind him and slip the rope over his arms, pulling it snug behind him before starting the next knot.

  “I’m… pleasantly surprised that you’re actually making semblances of knots,” he says, and that’s when the vibrations hit and I tense up.

  “Oh my god! Don’t do that when I’m tying you up!” I cry. “I’ll cut off the circulation to your arm or something!”

  “I trust you.”

  “Don’t!” I say. “I’m just doing super simple things since I’ve never done it to another person, and in the heat of the moment, I’m kind of forgetting everything I learned because of these vibrations.”

  “Good.” And they stop.

  Now I’m all flustered and horny as I’m trying to get the fog to leave my brain and remember how to tie these knots. The rope is way too long and I have no idea what to do with the rest of it, so I just tuck it into the binds that run across his bare skin.

  “This is such a sexy look for you,” I decide. “Look at the mirror on the dresser.”

  I turn him around to look, and as he moves his arm, one of the knots gives, since I must have done a freaking slip knot on accident, and the whole thing droops off him.

  “That’s how it’s supposed to look,” I explain.

  “Ooh, sexy,” he says as he twirls around while the rope slowly pools at his feet. “You were actually better at pretending it was a lasso.”

  “See? And then I just… tug on it like you’re a horse I’m directing,” I say as I grab the tails and give them a tug. “Get on your hands and knees, sex slave!”

  He shakes his head, clearly amused. “I don’t think that’s how it’s supposed to be done.”

  I take the rope, fold it in half, wrap it around his body, and tie it into a bowtie. “See? I did this on purpose. Now I get to unwrap my gift,” I purr.

  He starts laughing. “I feel so sexy.”

  “You’re so mean,” I cry and that’s when he hits the vibrations, and I forget about everything I had just complained about because it feels so damn good.

  “How about I show you how it’s really done?” he asks as he spins me around.

  “You don’t know how to tie it.”

  “You think I didn’t read that BDSM book of yours? Or notice you sneakily looking up shibari?”

  I watch as he swiftly twists the rope into a bowtie knot. He turns me around and slips my arm through each of the loops until the top of the rope is over my shoulders and the bottom is under my arms.

  “Wait a minute… This wasn’t the plan!” Yet somehow this plan is starting to sound ridiculously fun. “Do I need a safe word?”

  “How about just ‘no’?”

  “Ew, that sounds boring. But I suppose I’ll go along with it just for you,” I say.

  He chuckles as he kisses my cheek before pressing a hand against the base of the toy, pushing against it, and I moan.

  I press myself into him and turn my head so I can kiss his cheek. “It seems like you’re using all the toys on me, and I’ve done nothing to you.”

  “Because this is just so much more fun,” he decides as he continues moving down my back, sliding each new loop of the ropes down my arms until they are securely pinned against my back. “Any of that too tight?”

  “Nope.”

  “Make sure you tell me if it is,” he says as he runs a finger under the rope to check.

  Then he tugs on the two remaining ropes that pull my hands up, forcing me to bend over at the waist. He pushes me forward until my chest is on the bed, but my feet remain on the ground. He grabs his crop and smacks my calf gently with it.

  “Spread your legs,” he orders, voice low and husky. I’m pretty sure if he told me to do anything in that tone, I’d do it without thinking.

  I quickly spread them as he moves to the side of the bed and slides his fingers into my hair, forcing my head to turn away from him.

  He leans into me and presses his lips against my ear. “Look back in the mirror.”

  I turn back to look and see myself, legs spread, arms bound tightly behind me. He hits the button on the remote, making the toy vibrate inside me as I see the look on my face when the vibrations hit.

  “Do you see the lusty look you’re making?” he asks.

  I nod and watch in the mirror as he pulls my ass cheeks apart so I can see the base of the toy that’s buried inside me. He ups the vibrations as one of the beads presses against my prostate and I moan. He steps away, but I can’t stop looking at him in the mirror as he picks up his crop and smacks it against my ass. I groan and jerk forward, making my cock rub into the bed.

  “Do you like that?” he asks.

  “Yes,” I breathe. “Harder.”

  He smacks me again and pleasure ripples through my body from the sting on my ass. He runs the crop between my ass cheeks, and I feel it run over the toy as I ache for more stimulation.

  He smacks my ass cheek again before sliding a hand down my ass and grabbing onto the toy. “What do you want?” he asks.

  “Your cock.”

  “I want to hear you beg for it,” he says as he starts to pull the toy agonizingly slowly out of me.

  “I want your cock deep inside me,” I say as I feel myself open wide enough for the toy as he pulls it free.

  “And why should I give it to you?”

  Now that the toy is gone and all stimulation has stopped, my cock aches for attention. I want him inside me or touching me. Anything! I just need to feel him.

  I look over at him as he slowly runs lubricant over his hard cock. “Please. I want you inside me. I want to feel you inside me.”

  He steps up behind me and sets the head of his cock against my hole. He slowly pushes in until just the tip is inside of me.

  “There’s my cock,” he says. “Can you feel it?”

  “Not enough of it.”

  “You’re so greedy.”

  “Fuck me, Bradley.”

  Then he tugs on the rope instead of pushing forward. It forces my body back, allowing him to plunge inside of me.

  I groan as he fills me up and begins to fuck me. He slides his fingers under the ropes and tugs them, making me feel like I can’t get away, and I love it. I’ve given all my trust to Bradley because I know he’d never hurt me and he’ll do everything he can to make me feel good.

  He thrusts inside me, cock pushing deeper, forcing my cock to brush against the bed, but it’s not enough. I ache to reach for it, to touch it, to do anything to relieve this desire inside me, but he just continues to move. I moan and bite onto the blanket because I can’t grab onto anything or touch myself.

  And only when he’s reaching his limit does he slide his hand between my legs and grab my cock. I’m not sure sex has ever felt this good, but I’ve also never completely given myself over to anyone besides him before. Of course we’ve had sex multiple times and played with the handcuffs and spanking with an open hand, but never like this. This has pulled me away from all of that and taken everything to a new level that forces me to completely trust him, and I love it.

  He hits that sweet spot inside me, and I know that I can’t take any more. I groan as he slides his hand down my cock as I come. I moan as my body tenses and pleasure rolls through me. He keeps moving until he groans, burying himself inside me as his cock pulsates within me.

  He pulls out of me while running kisses down my cheek and neck as he starts to untie me. When the binds are free, he turns me over, lifting me up and laying me down on the bed.

  “I love you,” he says softly as he leans over me.

  I wrap my arms around him and kiss him softly. “I love you too.”

  And I’ve never spoke truer words.

  Epilogue

  Three years later

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p; I swing through my old department and head over to Bradley’s desk. After we announced our relationship, one of us had to be moved. I decided to be the one to move to a different area inside the Vintage Ridge Police Department. The city is big enough that it wasn’t much of a change, and I still love my job just as much. Maybe more on some days. It still allows me to see Bradley at work occasionally, which I love.

  He’s not at his spot, so I slide in his chair and look at the wall behind his desk. Pinned at the very top is a card, which I pull down and flip over, even though I’ve read it multiple times.

  It’s from Jamal, thanking us for not giving up on him and giving him the strength to confide in a person who supported him. Occasionally, I wonder what they’re up to, as I do with many of the people I’ve worked with.

  “Sorry, were you waiting long?” Bradley asks as he walks up.

  “Hours. You now owe me an ice cream for making me wait so long.”

  He snorts. “Seeing as I was only gone ten minutes, I think you owe me ice cream.”

  I put the card back up and give him a smile. “Meanie.”

  “That’s definitely me,” he says with a grin. “Let me change, and I’ll meet you at the car.”

  “Sounds perfect,” I say as I head toward the door.

  A lot has changed in three years. Not only a new job, but an entire new life with Bradley by my side. It has been the best change that has ever happened to me. We bought a house together about a year ago with enough rooms to support a family for when we decided to have kids.

  I head out to the car and toss my stuff in the back before slipping into the driver’s seat. Bradley isn’t far behind. Today we’re going to our first meeting for a chance to adopt. Bradley has always said he wanted to make sure he could save kids from growing up with parents like his. So we’ve finally decided that we should stop saying we’re going to adopt and actually adopt.

  Bradley slides into the car and turns to me. “I’m terrified.”

  “Of?”

  “I don’t know.”

  I grin. “I’m a little nervous too. But we’ll be amazing parents. Probably the best parents alive. And we have a long way to go before we actually even get to meet any of the children.”

  “True. How many do you think they’ll let us take? I’ll just show them documentation of how you treat Inks, and they’ll either decide you’re insane or you’re going to be the best doting parent ever.”

  “Shut it. It’s not my fault he likes to be swaddled and rocked. You’ve heard how it makes him purr.”

  “I told you the other night my feet were cold and you told me that the cat was more important.”

  “He was using the blanket!”

  He grins at me before leaning over and kissing my cheek. “I know. It’s going to be scary and terrifying and new, but I would have given anything to have been raised in a household with two parents who cared and loved me.”

  I take his hand and lift it up so I can kiss it. “I know. My dad already asked if he can rename the child, like they’re not going to come with their own name.”

  He starts laughing. “Oh my god. Are you serious?”

  “Oh yeah. He told me that they’re like a dog you get from the pound. Give them enough treats and they’ll eventually learn the new name.”

  He takes both of my hands and faces me. “Let’s agree, at this moment, that we will never grow up to be like your father.”

  I start laughing as I nod. “Agreed.”

  He leans forward and I meet him halfway, giving him a soft kiss. “I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

  I give his hands a gentle squeeze. “I love you so much. I’ll never understand how I got so lucky to have you.”

  “Now let’s go show them how amazing we are.”

  “We don’t even have to pretend—we’re already perfect.”

  “We’re probably too perfect.”

  I nod in agreement. “I bet so. I bet they’ll be blinded by our perfection. What kind of introduction should I do?” I put a manic grin on my face. “Hi! I’m Clyde. Show me your babies.”

  “Oh god, no. They’ll call the police.”

  I give him a thoughtful look. “But we’re the police.”

  “I wonder if I’d get to arrest you. That sounds fun.”

  “It does, doesn’t it?”

  “Wait, we’re practicing being normal,” he says. “We’re so not normal.”

  “Doesn’t matter. We’ll be the cool parents, then.”

  “We’re awesome.”

  “I know, right? Just don’t mention your machine of death,” I say.

  “My bike isn’t that bad!”

  I shudder at the thought. “Or your Ace’s Wild frequent purchase card.”

  He starts laughing. “They need something like that,” he says as he brings my hand up to his face before kissing it. “Let’s just do our best.”

  “Sounds perfect.”

  Bradley doesn’t release my hand as he begins driving, and we fill the car with chatter about how awesome we’re going to be as parents. Until Bradley tells me that I’ll be able to stop dressing up my cat for Halloween because I’ll now have a child to torment, and I have to assure him that Inks loves his pumpkin suit.

  Back at that retirement party, I never knew how much my life would change. I never imagined how much it could change. But now, here I am, happier than I have ever been with the man I love more than anything.

  Author’s Note

  Thanks again for giving this title a chance. Don't forget to keep an eye out for the other books in the Ace's Wild series. In case you missed it, Ace's Wild is a multi-author series of books that take place in the same fictional town. Each story can be read in any order. The connecting element in the Ace's Wild series is an adult store owned by Ace and Wilder. The main characters from each book will make at least one visit to Ace's Wild, where they'll buy a toy to use in their story! The only characters who crossover to each book are Ace and Wilder. And with various heat and kink levels, there's sure to be something for everyone!

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  Acknowledgments

  The first person I need to thank is Rina. Thank you so much for all your help! You spent so much time going over correct police procedures with me that it was unbelievably helpful! I also learned so much that I’ll be able to apply to future books as well. It was also really fun getting to learn things that I couldn’t get from just research. It’s awesome being able to be confident that Clyde and Brandon are doing things the right way!

  I also need to thank Courtney for all her help with the alpha and all the many other things. You do so much for each book. You go above and beyond every time and help me with plot issues, cover thoughts, blurb, and all the small pesky things that I have too many questions about. I’m so happy to have you help me and to have you as a friend!

  A huge thank you to my mom for all of her love and support! I couldn’t do it without her! She’s always there to help me and reads everything I write. Even that stuff I wrote as a kid that was horrible to get through.

  Thank you to Savannah who is always there to help me with everything. You’re always super supportive as well. I love our relationship during and outside work! And all the highlights you make on my book. My books are so colorful when I get them back from you! And I love it even
if I get the colors mixed up.

  Thank you to Sam, Claudia, Jenn, and Mildred for the beta work you guys do. You’re my trusted team and I love working with you guys! All of you are very helpful outside of beta work as well!

  Thank you, Lori, for always doing such a wonderful job with the proofreading. You always do your best to make sure my books shine!

  Thank you, Jennifer, for all of your work on the edit!

  And thank you to the Ace’s Wild team who invited me to join in this fun and amazing journey! I’m so thankful to be working with such a wonderful group of authors!