Forever Bound (8 page)

Jess
couldn’t respond, because he obviously turned it on. The quick vibration
against her clitoris was like a humming honey bee, but one that made her inhale
sharply.

“Do
you like it?”

“Yes,
Ryan!”

“You’re
going to wear it when I tell you to. At night, in bed, during the day, whenever
I tell you to wear it, you will.”

Jess
quivered at the prospect. During the day? She’d be walking around the resort,
wearing a remote-controlled vibrator? No one would be able to see it, but Ryan
would be able to torment her whenever he chose.

She’d
be wet and ready, for whatever and whenever he chose.

“Well,
Jess?”

“Yes,
Ryan,” she said in a rush. “Yes, Ryan.”

“I
think we should set it a bit higher, don’t you?”

Jess
felt her mouth work. She knew the only answer she was allowed, but wasn’t sure
she could stand more pressure.

“Tell
me, Jess,” he commanded and she didn’t know what he’d do if she didn’t answer.
Leave the thing on her all night? The very idea brought back her voice.

“Yes,
Ryan,” she managed to gasp, then moaned aloud when he increased the setting.

“Remember
that you’re forbidden to come.”

“Yes,
Ryan!” Jess felt her butt squirming against the smooth sheets. She fought the
bonds, struggling to free herself so she could bring the delicious torment to
an end with a fingertip, but Ryan had secured her well.

She
was helpless.

She
was his to command.

And
it was going to be that way for three more days.

She
moaned again.

“So,
you cheated before,” he said quietly. She felt the mattress dip as he sat on
the side of the bed. The warmth of his hand landed on her shoulder, then swept
over her, marking a trail of arousal across her skin. “And it did take the edge
off, but that was it. No more orgasms until Thursday night.”

Jess
groaned as he cupped one breast, then lightly kissed that tormented nipple.
“Yes, Ryan,” she gasped, hoping he didn’t mean what he said.

“You’re
not going to sleep tonight, Jess,” he said and got to his feet. She felt bereft
without his touch, even as she heard him walk to the end of the bed. She would
have sworn that she could feel him looking down at her. She knew his cock was
hard, and just wished she could have a chance to touch him or suck him or pull
him inside of herself. “You’re going to enjoy your new toys, and I’m going to
enjoy watching you.”

Was
he going to jerk off while she was in agony?

Jess
groaned in protest and Ryan laughed as if reading her thoughts.

“You
know me too well, Jess, and you have to know how gorgeous you look right now.”
She arched her back and spread her legs wider, hoping to tempt him. “You are
not allowed to come, no matter what I do. Do you understand?”

“Yes,
Ryan.”

“I’m
your master.”

Jess
was already thinking of ways to get even with him, but she knew the right
answer. “Yes, Ryan.”

“Good.
Let’s see what this thing can do.” The vibrator moved with greater energy,
nearly sending Jess to the moon. She moaned from the very bottom of her soul
and raised her hips off the sheets in silent demand. Ryan chuckled. “Next thing
I know, you’ll be deciding to be naughty on purpose, just so I can punish you.”

“Yes,
Ryan,” Jess said with force, and she meant it.

* * *

Jess
was incredible, luscious, hot and every one of Ryan’s fantasies come true. She
was humming under the relentless movement of the vibrator, struggling to keep
from orgasm with all her willpower.

Trying
to be good.

But
not quite trying hard enough. He could see her resistance to surrendering
control and guessed she was planning how she’d get even. No matter how much he
wanted her in this minute, this was supposed to be a lesson in partnership.

If
one that was getting him hot and hard, too.

Ryan
played with the setting on the vibrator as he paced around the bed, but the
changes in speed only drove her higher. The sight of her excitement was almost
too much to bear.

Jess
was flushed from her breasts upward, and her lips worked silently as she tried
to obey his command. The sight of her soft lips, so red and ripe, moving
incoherently was thrilling. When she caught her bottom lip with her teeth, Ryan
thought he would come in his jeans. When she moaned, he knew he was demanding
too much of both of them.

He
knelt on the foot of the bed. She was quivering, her sex so wet that it shone.
He turned down the setting to a mere whisper.

“Have
you been bad, Jess?” he asked.

“Yes,
Ryan,” she murmured, her tongue running across her lips in a way that drove him
crazy.

“Do
you need to be disciplined more?”

She
hesitated, then swallowed when he increased the vibration. “Yes, Ryan.” She
sounded a bit worried, and he doubted she liked being this much out of control.

“Should
I spank you?”

She
hesitated again before giving him the acceptable answer. “Yes, Ryan.”

“Do
you want the vibrator on still?”

He
felt her indecision, then was surprised when she answered him with force.

“Yes,
Ryan.”

He
turned it down to the lowest setting, then lifted the leather paddle she’d used
on him. “You’re learning to be good, Jess. That’s very promising.”

“Yes,
Ryan.”

“But
you’re not in charge. You’re not going to tempt me to take you, and you’re not
going to come without permission.” He let his tone turn rough. “Do you
understand?”

“Yes,
Ryan.”

He
barely let his own name cross her lips before he smacked her thigh with the
paddle. The leather made a loud sound on impact, but he knew from experience
that it didn’t hurt that much. Jess gasped aloud, shocked by his choice.

“Do
you like that, Jess?”

“Yes,
Ryan.”

He
smacked the other thigh, liking how she fought against her surprise. “What
about that?”

“Yes,
Ryan.”

He
leaned over her and toyed with one nipple clamp. “Do you want me to stop?” he
whispered.

She
nodded with relief. “Yes, Ryan.”

“But
it’s up to you, isn’t it? It’s up to me.”

Her
mouth worked in silence for a moment, then her jaw clenched. “Yes, Ryan.”

“That
was more mutinous than submissive, Jess,” he chided, and smacked her legs
repeatedly.

She
freaked out a bit, just as he’d expected her to. She struggled against her
bonds, but he’d secured her well—she couldn’t escape and she couldn’t
hurt herself either. She tossed her head, her teeth gritted.

Pleasure
and pain, she’d said. On impulse, Ryan removed one nipple clamp, bent down and
caught the tight nipple in his mouth. He kissed her and suckled her, knowing
exactly what she liked, keeping that breast cupped in his hand. She arched her
back, shivered, then moaned from the depths of her soul.

And
with one long shudder, he felt the fight go out of her.

She
surrendered to him.

Completely.

Ryan
quickly unbound her ankles and rolled her over. He urged her to kneel in the
middle of the bed, knees wide apart and weight braced on her elbows. That
perfect ass was high in the air, just where he wanted it. He turned the
vibrator to a low hum and ran his hand over her butt.

“That
was very good, Jess. I’m going to finish spanking you.”

“Yes,
Ryan.”

“Lift
your ass as high as you can. I want you to welcome each blow.” He leaned close
to growl in her ear. “And don’t make a sound.”

Jess
stretched so that her back was arched. Ryan took one look at the enticing sight
she made and knew he’d be spanking her again. Her butt was so smooth and
perfectly shaped. He loved the sound of the leather smacking against it, and
the way it pinkened a little more with every blow. Jess gasped but kept from
crying out, and he could smell the heat of her sex.

“Knees
wider,” he said before the fifth blow and she did as he commanded.

“Butt
higher,” he commanded before the tenth one, and she immediately complied.

“Now
count aloud with me,” he instructed. She was pink and hot, her skin quivering
and her sex dripping by the time he got to ten.

But
she hadn’t made another sound beyond the ones he’d commanded her to make.

They
counted to ten together and Ryan didn’t know who was more excited. He was dizzy
with his need to take her and Jess was gasping.

“Very
good Jess,” he said, having worked up a sweat himself. He moved behind her, and
forced himself to remember their rules. He caught her hips in his hands,
pressed his hard cock against her butt.

Jess
moaned and arched her back, grinding herself against him in a sudden move that
surprised him. Ryan couldn’t stand it. He was powerless against the heat of
desire that shot through him. He came in a hot rush that left him dizzy and his
jizz all over her back.

This
was the woman he loved, and they were in synch again.

That
was why he couldn’t resist her.

By
the time Ryan caught his breath, he was aware of Jess wriggling and knew he had
to play fair. He tossed her to her back, and braced open her thighs with his
hands. He loved how she anticipated his move, how she trusted him, how their
rhythm together was restored. She stretched her back and parted her lips, once
again making a visual feast of herself.

“You’ve
been very good, Jess.”

She
quivered, as if uncertain whether there would be more punishment.

Ryan
had a surprise for her. “I’m going to change the rules and give you a reward,”
he whispered against her stomach. He unfastened the elastic straps, shoved the
vibrator aside, and bent to eat her.

Jess
tried to hold out. Ryan felt the struggle within her and heard the thundering
of her heart. But he’d only caressed her for a few moments when she came in a
torrent, nearly drowning him in the power of her release.

* * *

Chapter Three

Jess
awakened the next morning with a smile. Not only was she feeling very good
about the future, but Ryan’s heat was beside her in the bed, right where he
belonged. She felt remarkably good.

She
nestled closer to Ryan and he wrapped himself around her, nuzzling her neck.
Jess smiled at the feel of his whiskers on her skin. “You need a shave,” she
murmured.

“There
you go, calling the shots again,” Ryan complained with his usual
goodnaturedness. He kissed her quickly, then reached past her to the
nightstand. The little butterfly was there. “I guess your lessons aren’t done.”

Jess
looked from the vibrator to his sparkling eyes. She didn’t like this at all.
The idea was exciting, but the reality was she had a lot of things to do, and
an interview with that journalist. “I thought you were joking about my wearing
it in the daytime.”

“No
joke. Hurry up and shower. I have to lock you up before I go meet my folks.”
Ryan kissed her thoroughly then, then braced himself over her as he smiled down
at her. “They’re going to think you’re rosy because you’re a blushing bride,
but we’ll both know better.”

“You
can’t do that,” Jess protested. “People don’t do that to each other.”

“But
we will,” Ryan insisted, kissing the tip of her nose. “You will, because you want
to convince me that our marriage will be balanced.”

“That’s
not balanced. That’s you telling me what to do.”

“My
turn to be in charge. You’ve been doing that too much lately.” His eyes
glinted. “I’m thinking that I’m going to be in charge until Thursday night.”

“Let’s
try it later, maybe next week when all of this is over.”

Ryan
gave her a look. “Do I have to punish again?”

“But...”

“No
buts, Jess. Just move your butt or I’ll make you wear the cream as well.”

Jess
wanted to argue, but Ryan grinned.

She’d
started something, that was for sure, and he was loving it.

Could
having his attention be such a bad thing? Ryan rolled out of bed and strolled
to the bathroom, whistling as he swung the vibrator from one of its elastic
straps. He paused beside the closet and lifted out one of her dresses, one she
knew he particularly liked. “This one today,” he said before disappearing into
the washroom.

Jess
drummed her fingers on the mattress as she surveyed the cottage without really
seeing it. She wasn’t going to become Ryan’s dutiful little wife and obediently
do everything her husband told her to do. She understood his point about
restoring the balance in their relationship, but putting him in charge instead
of her was just a different imbalance.