Intrigue at Haven's Crossing (10 page)

Shit. Is he talking about the cigarettes or driving faster than I should’ve been? What if it’s something else and I tell him about the other two and then get in trouble twice? I can’t think of anything else. Fuck.
She looked back at Blake, who had not taken his eyes off her.
Don’t tell him about speeding, or you won’t get to drive. Stick with the cigarettes.
“I did something, but I don’t necessarily think it was bad.”

“And, what might that
something
be, baby?”

She looked down and mumbled, “I smoked only one cigarette on the way home, but that’s all.”

“That’s all, huh?”

“Yes—Sir.”

“And, how do you think I feel about that?”

“Apparently, not very good.”

“That would be correct. So, I’m about to show you just how ‘not good’ I feel. Stand up.”

“Why?” she asked as she stood.

“Because you’re going over my knee, sweetheart.” Blake took her by the arm and walked her over to the bed, where he sat down. He lifted her skirt and pulled her over his lap, securing her legs with one of his. He had his hand on her back so she couldn’t move.

“Blake, this isn’t fair! You never told me I couldn’t smoke. How was I supposed to know you’d be mad!”

“Then why is it that when I asked you if you did something you shouldn’t have, you had no problem immediately knowing what I was talking about?”

“I don’t know! You can’t spank me!”

“I sure as hell can.” He began to swat her bottom, and she instantly felt the sting radiating over her ass. She felt the tears in her eyes, and they quickly began to run down her cheeks. She tried to squirm, but he held her firmly as he continued to swat without any hesitation. When Myka thought she couldn’t take one more swat, he stopped. He held her over his lap and let her cry, her tears soaking the bedding beneath her.

After a few minutes, he picked her up and took her to the big, oversized chair, where he sat her gently down on his lap. Her skirt was still pulled up over her bottom, and she could feel the heat when his pants rubbed against her. She buried her face into his chest and continued to cry. “Shhh, it’s all over now, baby,” he soothed as he wrapped his arm around her tightly and rubbed her back. Blake allowed her to cry until all that was left were sniffles.

When her breathing was back to normal, Blake sat her up so he could see her face. “No more smoking, right?”

“No more.”

“No more, what, Myka?”

“No more smoking, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now, do you still feel like going out, or do you just want to stay at home?”

“Can we stay at home?”

“If that’s what you want to do, sweetheart.”

“I would rather do that, I think.”

“Home it is, then. Why don’t you go get out of these clothes so I can put some cream on your bottom.”

Myka got up and began to remove her clothing, putting it back on the hanger in the closet. She lay down on the bed and turned over on her tummy as Blake took out the cream and began to rub it over both her rosy red cheeks. When he finished, she felt his hand move between her legs, and she moaned, spreading her legs further apart and pushing her bottom toward his hand.

“You’re very wet, princess. Raise up so I can put this pillow under you.” Once her bottom was up in the air, he freely rubbed her pussy, causing her to rock her hips back and forth to his rhythm. She couldn’t believe how good it felt—even better than before. Did the spanking do this to her? She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and hear the sounds that meant she was getting a good finger fuck.

“Ahhh,” she moaned, clenching the bedding with her fists.

“That’s it, sweetheart. A good spanking makes it better, doesn’t it?”

“Uh-huh! Ohhh!”

“Go ahead and come for me, baby. Give it all to me. Don’t you dare hold back.” He started moving faster and harder, giving her no choice but to comply.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Blake!”

“That’s it, baby,” he said, rubbing her clit gently so she could come down slowly. He smiled as she continued to moan in pleasure, and when she collapsed on the bed, she was completely satisfied and content.

The wedding was beautiful, and Myka couldn’t believe how happy Kim looked. Afterward, they all went back to the Wades’ ranch for a reception, and everyone was having such a good time that it lasted until the early morning hours.

Myka was really going to miss Kim. Logan and Caleb were taking her on their honeymoon, and she was going to be gone for an entire week. As Myka was hugging her good-bye, she heard Blake’s phone ring, which made her turn toward him. She wondered who would be calling him at this time, unless, of course, it was one of his employees. As soon as he looked at his phone, though, he quickly walked away before answering. Myka continued talking to Kim until he returned, but not without noticing the look of concern and frustration on his face. When he escorted her toward the truck, she had to ask, “Blake, is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine,” he said sharply, making it clear she wasn’t to be asking any more questions, and also telling her he had just lied to her.

They rode home in silence, making Myka wonder what was truly going on. She knew if it had something to do with her, he would eventually tell her, so she just let it be.

After they got into bed, Myka was surprised by the forcefulness and possessiveness in which he took her. There were no words this time, but his message was clear. She was his, and there was nothing that would deter him from keeping her that way.

* * * *

Whatever doubts or concerns Myka had before going to bed, they were gone by morning. Blake was back to his normal self, and there wasn’t even a hint of him being troubled. She decided since she didn’t have anything better to do and since Kim was gone, she’d start looking for a job. The next-largest city was about forty-five minutes away, so after breakfast, she headed in that direction with her hope and her résumé.

Blake had told her he would be doing a training demonstration that night at the club and wanted her to come along. He explained that he trained new Doms and subs, so tonight he was going to be doing a scene using a whip and talking about the dos and don’ts. Yes, it did concern her that he knew how to use a whip, but if he was training others, that meant he knew what he was doing, right?

Myka tried to put that thought out of her mind and get into a more professional mindset. She had gone to school for way too long to get her degree, and now it was time to make her dreams a reality. By midafternoon, she had given out all her résumés and had three follow-up interviews already scheduled. She felt like she had had a productive day, so she headed back home, content with her efforts.

Before she got too far, she passed a boutique that caught her eye. There was a dress made of leather and lace in the window, so she turned around and went inside. She needed to find something different to wear to the club tonight, something that would take Blake’s breath away.

When she went in, she asked the clerk to show her the dress in her size. When Myka put it on, her heart stopped. The top part was red silk overlaid in black lace. The bottom part was leather with red ribbon laced in and out around the hem. She then found a pair of lacy stockings and a pair of black, strappy heels. It looked amazing, and she knew Blake would be taken by surprise.

Blake called her when she was on the road to check on her and to tell her he had to leave for the club earlier than expected. “I can come back and pick you up around ten, but I doubt I can get there any earlier than that, baby.”

“Well, would it be alright if I just came on my own, so you don’t have to bother with me?”

“First of all, you are never a bother, Myka, but if you want to drive over when you’re ready, that’s fine. I’ll leave the reserved spot for you to park, and I’ll leave a key and the security code on the table. You need to come in through my office, okay?”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll see ya soon.”

“Be safe, sweetheart.”

“I will, Blake. I promise.” She almost said
I love you
but didn’t want to freak him out. She couldn’t wait for him to see her new outfit.

The house was quiet without him there, but Myka busied herself with other things and then started to get ready. She put her collar on and then looked in the mirror.
Wow.

Once she got to the club, she parked in Blake’s spot and went up to the office door. She used the key, punched in the security code, and then entered. Blake had explained that if the key and security code weren’t used in conjunction then the alarm would go off, so she made sure she did it right. She put her purse down in his office and then looked in the mirror once more before heading out front.

The place was packed tonight, so she had to look for several seconds to see if Blake was anywhere close by. When she decided he wasn’t, she walked over to the bar to see if Master Kip might know where he was. She could tell by his whistle and nod that Blake was going to be pleased with her look. “Master Kip, have you seen Blake?” she asked politely.

“He’s taking care of a little issue in back, honey, but he told me to keep you right here until he was finished. Would you like your usual?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

“You know, Master Blake hasn’t been this happy for quite a while, young lady, so whatever it is you’re doing—keep doing it.”

“I’m pretty happy myself, Master Kip. He’s taking very good care of me.”

“I don’t doubt that for a minute, sugar,” he said with a wink.

She saw Blake come through the double doors and walk her way. He stopped when he got a good look at her. “Do you like it, Master?” she asked with a smile.

“I more than like, little one, and it’s taking all the restraint I have not to take you upstairs and show you just how much. You are absolutely breathtaking, sweetheart.” He kissed her on the side of the neck and then added, “If I didn’t have to do that training, we’d be out of here in a second, but alas, duty calls.”

“So, do I just sit and watch while you’re doing your thing?”

“Master Kip is going to be sitting with you while I’m ‘doing my thing’ and then you and I are gonna have a long talk about it afterward so that I know you’re okay.”

“Well, that kinda scares me.”

“I’m not trying to scare you, sweetheart. I just don’t want any more bad experiences for you here at the club.”

“Okay.”

“Good girl. Now, I’ve got to go get ready, so you stay here with Master Kip. Do
not
leave his side, am I clear? You will listen to him just as if it were me.”

“I understand, Master.”

She watched as Blake talked to Master Kip and then walked away to get ready.

“We’ll go in about five minutes, honey. Just sit tight.”

“Yes, Sir,” Myka answered, a little concerned about what she was about to see.

When Master Kip escorted her back, he sat with her on one of the padded benches that was in front of the X-cross room. There were several couples in front of them, and Master Kip explained they were the ones being trained.

She looked up and saw Blake on the other side with another man and a naked woman. Blake was talking to the man as he was securing the woman to the cross. He could be heard clearly from where they sat, through the speakers. He talked about safety first and always making sure the restraints were not too tight. The more he talked, the more nervous Myka became. Apparently Master Kip was keeping a close eye on her because he bent his head down and told her to take some deep breaths.

“If you feel like you can’t watch, I will take you out, but Master Blake wants you to at least try, okay?”

“Yes, Sir,” she said quietly.

“He knows what he’s doing, sweetheart. He’s not gonna hurt her.”

When Blake pulled the whip down from the wall and cracked it, she jumped. He asked the woman what her safe word was and then began. He would strike her on the back, and then he would talk to those observing like they were in a classroom learning math. Myka noticed the woman would moan every once in a while, but she never screamed out in pain. He whipped her several more times, and then Myka looked down at her hands and took a deep breath.

“Are you alright, Myka?”

She nodded her head, but said nothing.

“I need you to answer me, please.”

“Yes, Master Kip, I’m fine.”

“Myka, look at me.”

She slowly looked up into his kind eyes.

“Trish is fine with this. This is not her first time. This is what she likes. I want you to look at her and tell me if you see any cuts or bleeding.”

Myka looked at the woman, only noticing red marks, but no broken skin. “No, Sir. She’s not bleeding.”

“That’s right. Because Master Blake is very experienced. That’s why he teaches. He wants anyone using a whip to do so with safety in mind at all times. Now, take some deep breaths for me and take a sip of this water.”

Myka did as she was told and was able to start feeling a little better. Blake was almost finished with the training. He handed the whip to the man and then began talking softly to the woman as he was releasing her from the restraints. She heard him say loudly at his audience, “Never leave your sub alone after a scene. You stay with your sub for as long as your sub needs you to. Do not leave a minute before. Is everyone clear on this? Now, because this is a demonstration, I have asked Master Stephen to stay with Trish for her aftercare. Trish agreed that this was fine, prior to us starting the training, but normally, it would be whoever is in the scene together.”