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I had to admit this was kinda fun. For a brief second, I wondered if Cole would be into it and then had to hold back a laugh as I tried to picture him cowering before me and calling me mistress. No way was that going to happen.

After Wainright was naked, he stood before me, his erection sticking out like a little arrow. I walked around him, as if inspecting a dress before buying it. “Just as I expected. Nothing impressive.” I stopped in front of him and looked him in the eye. “You lied to me.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You know that little penis can’t impress a woman.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You deserve to be punished.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Excitement oozed from every syllable.

“Bend over… no wait. Lie down on the bed.”

The chief crawled up on the bed and laid face-down on the mattress.

“Turn over,” I commanded. He immediately flipped over. I dug through his clothes, retrieving his tie and belt. I walked towards the headboard and saw his eyes on my breasts. “Did I say you could look at me?” I shouted.

“No, Mistress.” He quickly looked up at the ceiling.

I quickly used the belt to tie his right arm to the headboard, and then ran around the bed and used his tie to secure the other one. “Nice and snug?” I asked. There was no real reason to ask. Cole had me practice making knots with ties and belts for two weeks. I had it down after a day but he wanted to make sure.

Wainright struggled feebly against his restraints. “Yes, Mistress, they’re nice and snug.”

“Good.” I smiled at him – my first genuine smile of the night – and walked to the door. “You’re going to love this.” I opened the door and Cole entered, holding a smartphone up, recording everything.

“Hi, Chief,” Cole said, walking around the bed, making sure he had Wainright from every angle.

“What the hell is this?” the chief exclaimed, struggling for real against the tie and belt.

“This is insurance, Chief,” Cole said calmly. “You’re going to play by our rules or your wife will get this very interesting video delivered in the mail… after it’s posted online.”

“You don’t know who you’re messing with, you little –”

Cole leaned over quickly, his face inches from Wainright’s. “I know exactly who I’m dealing with, you useless fuck, but you seem to have forgotten who you’re dealing with.” Without breaking eye contact, he pulled a gun and pointed it between the chief’s legs. “Maybe I need to remind you.”

Wainright sunk back into the mattress, a terrified “Eep” escaping from his mouth.

Cole prodded the chief’s shrinking manhood with the barrel of his gun. “Now that I have your full attention, listen up. You will continue to do as we politely ask. You will remember to not bite the hand that feeds you. We put your crooked ass in that cushy chair and we can take it out. Finally, forget about that slimy nephew.” He glanced at me, then back at the chief. “I have it on very good authority that those Tango gangbangers found out he was a rat and took care of the problem. If that pisses you off, deal with them… or not. Either way, it’s no longer my problem.”

The gun disappeared under Cole’s jacket as he stood up. “No second chances. Fuck up and you’ll become Internet-famous, and you’ll lose both your job and your family. Play nice and you’ll eventually be able to enjoy that tropical retirement you’ve got planned.”

I had finished getting dressed while Cole had his chat with the chief. He wrapped his arm around me and led me to the door. “Wait,” Wainright called out. “What about me?”

Without looking back, Cole answered as we walked out the bedroom door. “Maybe one of those esteemed gentlemen downstairs will eventually come up here and find you.”

I couldn’t hold back the laugh as the chief screamed.

Chapter 15

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, feeling nervous and excited. My hair was curled, although still blonde, and I had to admit I looked pretty damn good in the lace bra and thong. The sheer thigh-high stockings were a new look for me but they didn’t feel as bad I’d imagined they would, and the high heels did marvelous things to my ass and thighs. Not shoes I’d want to do a lot of walking in, but I wasn’t planning on doing a lot of walking.

Feeling more sexy and confident than I ever had, I stepped out into the hall. Candlelight flickered through the doorway of Cole’s room. It was quiet in there, but I knew he was there, laying on the bed wearing nothing at all, just like I had requested in the letter I had left him after dinner.

It had been three days since our little adventure at the cigar club and life seemed to be getting back to normal, or as least as normal as life with the family could be. I planned this special little date two days ago, but it took a little longer to find the courage to actually do it.

I stepped into Cole’s room and felt a foolish grin appear on my face. I had wanted to go for a sexy look but the yummy guy on the bed was all mine and I could hardly contain the giddy excitement. He looked at me and flashed a smile that almost melted my thong off. “You look beautiful.”

Forcing myself to go slow, I walked towards the bed, swaying my hips. I placed my hands on the front of my thighs and slowly slid them up my body to cup my breasts. His hard cock twitched, his eyes devouring my body, as I crawled onto the bed, dragging my breasts across his legs as I slid up his body. Looking him in the eye, I ran my tongue up his thick shaft, nipping the head softly with my teeth. He twitched and moaned, the green of his eyes burning like emerald fire.

Slowly, I left a trail of kisses up his abs. His powerful muscles flexed beneath me as I grazed his chest with my lips and tongue and a long, low growl escaped his lips when I flicked my tongue across one of his tiny, hard nipples. I slid further up his body and smiled at him. “I love you.” Before he could respond, I covered his lips with mine, hoping the kiss would allow him to feel everything I felt for him. After a few seconds, I pulled back and saw him smile.

“I love you, too,” Cole said, quickly rolling over on top of me, pinning me to the bed.

“No,” I groaned. “This is supposed to be about me making you happy.”

Cole looked into my eyes and smiled. “Making you happy makes me happy.” His lips met mine with a passion I could only dream of before him. I wrapped my arms around him but he slipped beneath my grip, kissing my neck and then lower to my collarbone. I arched my back, pressing up towards him as he reached around and unclasped my bra. He pulled it free with his teeth and then his mouth was working across my breasts, covering each one with soft kisses that lit my senses on fire. I trembled as his mouth moved down my stomach and his strong hands held me in place as he kissed his way across my hips.

Slowly – so damn slowly – Cole’s lips and tongue worked their way down my left thigh all the way to my knee, and then back up my right thigh, so slow I was gasping by the time he reached my center. I rested my legs on his broad shoulders and reached down, wrapping my fingers through his hair as he nipped at my inner thigh. I moaned loudly as he moved a little higher and then gasped when I heard a ripping noise. I realized he had torn my thong off when he gently kissed my bare sex, wet with anticipation.

Cole traced his tongue around the outline of my swollen sex until my fingers tightened in his hair, and then he wrapped his lips around my erect clit and lapped at it with lightning-quick movements. “Yes,” I cried, my thighs locking tight against his head as my orgasm tore through me.

My body shaking with pleasure, Cole’s mouth continued moving higher, slowly moving across my waist and stomach, retracing his earlier path.

“I want you,” I gasped, breathlessly.

“I want you, too,” Cole said, covering my breasts with kisses.

I arched my back as Cole slid his tongue around one erect nipple while pinching the other, digging my nails into his shoulders. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”

Cole slid up higher and mashed his lips to mine as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I moaned as his erect shaft slid up and down my wet slit. He reached for the nightstand, looking at me with surprise when I reached out and grabbed his wrist. “No,” I whispered softly. “I just want to feel you.”

“Are you sure?”

I had never been surer about anything in my life. “Yes.”

He kissed me, pulling his arm back. He shifted his hips and the thick head of his cock pressed into me. “Yes,” I gasped as he pushed forward, sliding slowly inside.

Bracing himself on his forearms, Cole looked into my eyes as he began sliding in and out at a slow, steady pace. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I whispered, tilting my head back as Cole kissed my neck and shoulder, moaning softly as his teeth nipped softly at my earlobe. My inner muscles tightened around the throbbing shaft inside me as it pushed me closer and closer to my climax.

Cole pulled back and I cried out as he slid free. He grabbed my hips and flipped me over, pulled me up on my knees, and buried himself deep inside with one powerful thrust.

“Oh God!” I moaned, the tension within me growing as Cole began pounding into me harder and faster. “Yes,” I cried, clenching the bedsheets in my fists.

Cole’s powerful fingers dug into my ass, pulling me back against him each time he surged forward. I gasped as each thrust slammed into me, pushing me closer to the release I craved.

With one final, hard thrust, Cole slammed into me and came. He leaned forward and bit into my shoulder, his thick shaft throbbing inside me.

I cried out, squeezing my eyes shut and gripping the cover on the bed so hard my fingernails dug into my palms. My orgasm swept over me like a wave, my inner muscles milking Cole of all he had to give as I trembled beneath him.

As my breathing slowly returned to normal, Cole slid free and laid next to me, pulling my body close against his, kissing the back of my neck and shoulders softly. He held me tight, and his breathing eventually became slower, deeper, as he fell asleep. I cuddled back against him, enjoying the feel of his heartbeat against my back, the feel of his arm wrapped around me. I closed my eyes and slept.

Chapter 16

One year later…

I sipped my drink, glancing over all the people standing around the living room. A few of the men noticed me looking, would give an appreciate stare, and then quickly look away. The admiring looks were understandable. I was dressed to kill in a body-hugging red dress with a plunging neckline that left little to the imagination, and the slit that ran from the bottom of the ankle-length skirt to mid-thigh attracted a few eyes, too, drawing attention away from the small baby bump that was forming.

“Well, hello, Mrs. Anderson. Aren’t you looking sexy as sin?”

I turned towards the familiar voice and looked at the Italian goddess walking towards me, her short skirt showing off her long legs. “Hi, Abri. Glad you and Sonny could make it.”

Abri gave me a quick hug and stepped back, looking me over from head to toe. “Married life… and future mommyhood suit you.”

I smiled. “Only because I’m married to a great guy.”

Abri nodded, clinking her wine glass to mine. “Here’s to great guys.” She glanced around the room. “I see quite a few new faces since our last little party six months ago. Cole’s doing a great job of expanding his little empire.”

I nodded. “He’s good at what he does.”

“In and out of the bedroom?”

I smiled. “He’s good everywhere.”

Abri laughed. “I bet.” She glanced around the room again and then waved excitedly to a young girl standing in the corner. “There’s someone I want you to meet. I think the two of you will get along splendidly.”

I eyed the girl as she approached. She had short blonde hair, cut pixie-style, and bright blue eyes. A dark blue dress clung to her figure but she kept tugging at the short skirt, obviously not used to showing that much skin, and her steps were cautious, almost tentative. Definitely not someone used to wearing the heels she was wearing now.

“Susie,” Abri said, “I’d like you to meet Dani, Mr. Anderson’s wife.”

The girl’s eyes grew wide. “Oh wow!” She extended her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Anderson.”

I smiled and shook her hand. “It’s just Dani.”

Abri looked from Susie to me. “Well, I need to mingle so I’ll let the two of you chat.” She waved at us, a mischievous grin on her face. I didn’t know what she had planned but she was obviously expecting it to be fun.

I looked at Susie, judging her age to be early twenties, certainly no older than twenty-one. “So what brings you here, Susie?”

Susie blushed. “I came with my… with Daniel.”

“I don’t think I’ve met him.”

“He’s been working for Mr. Anderson for about four months. We relocated from Florida.”

I nodded. One of Sonny’s former guys. That would explain how Abri knew them. I looked around. “Which one is he?”

Susie pointed towards the back patio, where Sonny and Cole were laughing with a handsome guy with sandy blond hair. “He’s very handsome.”

Susie sighed. “Yes, he is.” A sad smile appeared on her face.

“What’s wrong?”

Her cheeks turned bright red. “It’s nothing,” she mumbled.

I shook my head. “No lies in the family. Lies can be more deadly than bullets.”

Susie glanced around and then looked at me, a strange combination of fear and desire in her eyes. “He’s handsome and sweet and smart and… I love him.” She shook her head.

“There’s nothing wrong with being in love,” I said. “The family stuff takes some getting used to but it can be done.”

Susie glanced back towards Daniel and then looked at me. “It’s not that. The family stuff is fine. It’s just…” She closed her eyes. “He’s my stepbrother.”

I laughed. Susie looked at me, stunned. Abri really was a sly one. I waved my hand and Jasper was almost instantly by my side, a tray filled with wine glasses in his hand. “Ginger ale on the left, madam,” Jasper said.

I plucked two glasses off the tray, one from the right, one from the left. “Thank you, Jasper.” I nodded towards Susie. “Stay close. She’s going to need a refill… or three.”

Jasper nodded. “Of course, madam.”