Edge (Parker Reed #2) (29 page)

“Open it,” I said, nodding towards the heart.

He twisted the tiny item, pulling the two halves apart and unfolded the piece of paper that the heart was holding. His eyes moved across the words that I had written him.

Anxiety curled in my belly that maybe he didn’t like my surprise. I was only trying—

A heavy body crashed into me, warm lips slamming to mine in a kiss of desperation and frantic need. The metallic taste of blood washed over my tongue and I pulled back.

“Your lip,” I panted, brushing my thumb over where the cut had split.

He only grinned and covered my mouth with his. He grazed his hands down my back before cupping my rear and pulling me against him.

I gasped, opening to him. Every inch of him pressed into me. Every hard curve and every thick line of his toned muscular body. “Parker.” I wanted to continue but I really wanted him to see the rest of my surprise.

“As much as I hurt, I need you.” His mouth slid down the length of my jaw to my ear. “Your words. Tell me.”

My heart stuttered at the deep husky voice and I repeated the words that I had written him. “You are strong.”

“More.” He nipped my ear, licking the spot soon after.

“You are brave.” I arched against him, scratching my nails through the hair at his nape. It had grown out some and I found myself loving to pull it. “You are mine. You will get through this. By yourself and together, with me. You are my Master.”

He growled, sinking his teeth into my neck and pushed me up against the wall.

A whimper escaped me but I continued talking. “You are the strongest person that I know.”

He circled his hips against me, his fingers digging into the flesh of my rear to the point of painful.

“You...God...Parker.” I undulated my hips against him, matching his movements.

His mouth kissed along my jaw before covering mine in a hard bruising kiss.

Our tongues meshed, dancing as one. “Parker. Please.”

Grabbing both of my arms, he pulled them above my head, holding my wrists in one large hand. His other hand reached up under my skirt, brushing over the slick fabric of my panties. Diving a finger underneath, he pushed it into me. I moaned into his mouth, shaking against him.

“So fucking wet,” he said slowly, his voice deep with arousal.

Much to my surprise, he lowered to his knees in front of me. “Take off your skirt and panties.”

My stomach gave a tumble at the firm demand and I did as I was told.

He licked his lips and wrapped a hand around the back of my knee before hooking it over his shoulder. “Hold on, pet. I’m going to eat your delicious pussy until you beg for me to stop.” A wicked grin spread on his face. “I won’t be gentle.”

I cried out when he covered my core, sucking my clit in hard, rough pulls. He growled against me, the vibrations sending tremors of pleasure through my body. His thumbs spread me open, his teeth grazing over the swollen nub,

I shook against him, digging my fingers into his head. My hips started moving against his face, riding his tongue with an undying need. “Oh God.”

He released me with a sounding smack and thrust a finger upwards, filling me to the brim. “Safeword.”

“Reed.”

“Good girl.”

I knew now that every time he asked me to repeat my safeword, it was about to get intense or he would be trying something new on me.

He thrust his finger into me slow and deep before rubbing the juices of my body over the tight spot at my rear. Parker rose to his full height and spun me around, keeping an arm wrapped tight around my upper body. His breathing was heavy. “It gets to be too much, use your safeword.”

I nodded, gripping his arm that was wrapped around me.

“Breathe with me,” he said and thrust his finger back into my trembling body. “I want you to feel me everywhere.” His thumb brushed over the puckered hole between my ass cheeks.

My head fell back against his shoulder, my breathing coming out in short bursts of air.

He replaced his thumb with a finger and pushed it into my body.

I whimpered, the burning pleasure spreading over my body. “Parker.”

“Let me in.”

I rocked against him, his hand filling me in every way possible. “Faster,” I whispered. His fingers pumped in and out of me in agonizingly slow moves. It was enough to drive me mad.

“I want you to let yourself go. Come for me, beautiful one. Let the sounds of your pleasure be music to my ears.” His hand sped up.

“Oh...” I gasped, arching against him.

A zipper lowered, sending a shiver down my spine. He chuckled in my ear. “You like the sound of that.” He replaced the touch of his fingers with the tip of his cock before pulling me back against him.

I cried out, lowering onto him, the walls of my pussy rippling over his rigid length. “Anticipation,” I finally said.

“Hmmm... Fuck me, beautiful girl.” He inserted a finger into the tight opening at my rear, pumping fast.

I pushed back against him, forcing the pleasure from both of our beings. A tingle brewed from my toes, spreading over my body before exploding into mind-blowing bliss. My voice cracked when his name left my lips on a scream.

He grunted in my ear, frantically thrusting his finger in and out of me in the same time with his cock. “You are so fucking tight. I can’t wait to fill every inch of you with my dick.”

“You feel...so...” I licked my dry lips. “Good.”

Parker pumped his finger into me one last time before releasing me. Landing a hard swat on my rear, he massaged and kneaded, swatting me again.

I moaned, my body clenching around him at the sweet delicious pain. “Use me.”

“Oh, I’m going to.” He stepped back. “One last time before we move. Strip and then follow me.”

I took off the rest of my clothes, my skin tingling with the aftereffects of my release. Parker headed down the hall, pulling off his shirt but righting his pants. I licked my lips at the mere site of his firm backside.

“Kneel,” he demanded once reaching the playroom, the room that I had called The Room of Anticipation. I was going to miss this place. So many new beginnings had happened here. New firsts, new amounts of pleasure and ecstasy that I would never forget.

“Remember what I told you.” He raised an eyebrow.

I quickly looked down. “Sorry, Sir.”

“On the bed.” He grabbed a riding crop from the wall and smacked it against the palm of his hand. Every time he did it, the sound made my heart skip a beat.

I crawled onto the bed.

“Bend over with your face pressed to the mattress and your beautiful ass in the air. Clasp your hands behind you. Oh, and Keely?”

“Yes, my love?”

“You will be bound and open for my enjoyment and my pleasure.” He gripped my hips, pushing me back onto my haunches.

“Yes, Sir.” My body trembled with the aftereffects of my orgasm. Parker brought out pleasure from places I never even thought could be enjoyable. My skin tightened in heightened awareness as he walked around the bed. His strides were determined, dominating as he captivated me from where I knelt.

“Right now, you will call me
Master
and nothing else. I’m going to own you in ways you’ve only read about.” His hand grazed down the length of my spine before dipping between the flesh of my rear. “I will possess your body. Take control of your mind. And heal your emotions.”

A sheen of sweat coated my skin and all I could do was wait. For the pleasure. For the delicious pain. For the fullness of his body swelling inside of me.

“Color?” he asked, rubbing his thumb over the puckered hole. He slapped the crop lightly against my ass, repeating the movements over my skin.

“Green, M-Master.”

“Good. Now breathe out when I say.”

The smacking of the crop stopped when something cold spread between my cheeks, lubricating the tight spot.

“Breathe out, angel.” Parker rubbed a hard object over the area before slowly pushing it past the barrier.

I moaned, clenching around it and let out a deep breath. The pain was warm, heating my skin as my body opened in new ways. The object finally breached past the barrier of uncomfortable, sitting deep inside my body.

“That’s my girl.” He kissed my tailbone and released me completely. “My favorite jewel. Look behind you.”

I looked over my shoulder at a mirror that he was holding and saw a large diamond resting between my ass cheeks.

He smirked and placed the mirror back on the table. “Color?”

“Green.” I swallowed hard.

He nodded once. Keeping his hand on the small of my back. “You want me to train you to be my slave. You want to let go of your mind and give me that control.”

It wasn’t a question but I responded anyways. “Yes, Master. I need it.”

“Why?” he asked, grabbing a black leather collar out of a drawer.

“Because it’s freeing.”

He grabbed my hand and quickly shackled it to the bedpost, repeating the same movements with the other one. “I enjoy seeing you bound, helpless to my touch.”

I pulled on the restraints, waiting.

“We will go slow. This isn’t something that happens overnight. You understand that, right, angel?”

I nodded. “Yes, Master.”

“Good girl. Now first thing.” He came around the side to my head and brushed a hand down my cheek in a loving caress. “My beautiful one.”

I smiled but kept my eyes downcast. I was determined to learn.

Parker placed the collar around my throat. “This will be your training collar. You will wear this 24/7. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.” My heart sped up. I found myself excited to see what the collar looked like.

A lock clicked into place, jarring me from my thoughts. “Right now, I’m going to fuck you. Then I’ll please your curiosity.”

I drew in a breath when I felt Parker push into my core. The added stretch from the jewel in my rear, seemed to grow as he inched into my body. I cried out, pulling on the shackles that had me bound, arching my back.

The jewel started moving as Parker pulled it in and out of my body. When he was bottomed out deep inside me, he matched the movements of the jewel with the deep thrusts of his cock.

The slight burn turned into a tingle of pleasure as it spread over my body. I gasped for breath, the ecstasy erupting into insurmountable amounts of bliss. “Oh God. Parker.”

He gripped my hips, digging his fingers into the flesh of my rear. The fullness of his length mixed with the heavy weight of the jewel exploded my nerve endings into extreme pleasure.

“Feel me,” he growled, slamming his hips against my ass.

“I do. God, I do.”

He towered over me, pushing me into the mattress. He gripped my hair, sticking his fingers in my mouth and tilted my head back. Breathing hard against my neck, his body powered into me with such force, it made me come in seconds. He grunted with satisfaction. “You like me seated deep inside of you?”

I nodded, licking and sucking on his fingers.

He reached between us and slowly pulled out the jewel.

A moan escaped me, my body trembling from my previous release. “Master,” I whispered.

“What, pet?”

Before I could even hesitate, I said the one word that would allow him access to parts of my body that have never been given to anyone. One word that would change the physical pleasure I already knew. “
More
.”

MONTH had passed since we brought Devin down. Although he wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone any more directly, he still had people working for him. I remembered when I was with him years ago, something had told me that there was more to him than he showed. I knew him probably better than anyone else but did we actually truly know each other? We all had secrets. At least one skeleton in our closet that we didn’t want to share for sake of being judged or worse.

After everything that had happened, Parker and I stayed in a hotel until our new house was built. We were in no rush and could take as much time as needed, as long as we never had to step foot into somewhere that Devin had tainted.

One afternoon while Parker was at work, my dad came to visit me. We had talked on the phone regularly and spent as much time together as possible but I could sense that it would take a long while before he truly felt safe.