On Your Knees (11 page)

He watched her, obviously waiting for her protest. She refused to give it. She controlled herself enough to keep still but she couldn’t slow her breathing.

Rolling a tip between them, he tilted his head to meet her eyes. “Answer me aloud.

You realize what this is, don’t you? You understand what it will do?

She nodded her head, belatedly remembering to speak. “Yes…Master.”

“Are you afraid, slave?”

“A little.”

He pressed a flat-tipped electrode to each of the gel locations, then tilted her chin so she looked at him. “You are my treasure. I will care for you always.” 82

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Her peace returned. He would treasure her always… He forgave her for leaving. It wouldn’t get her out of this yet things would be all right.

Once again pocketing the remote, he moved to one of the arm chairs and pulled her to straddle him, her knees bent beside his hips. She fought back a groan at being so close to his cock, yet so far from it. She wanted him free of his clothes so that she could take him inside her and relive last night. It surprised her that she wondered if he’d brought the collar and leash. That alone had been strangely erotic.

“I must also punish you when you are disobedient.”

“I haven’t disobeyed,” she protested. She sucked in a breath, knowing she shouldn’t have spoken. His stormy gray eyes narrowed slightly as his jaw tightened.

“Leaving my chamber without permission. Flaunting what is mine today… Perhaps I can’t fully hold that against you. I didn’t place my collar on you yesterday. You thought you might not see me again, didn’t you?” She nodded, though she wanted to argue that there hadn’t been a bit of flaunting.

His irritation had obviously colored the way he’d viewed her today. Still, he was right on the other counts. Her cleft flexed at the thought of the collar he’d mentioned…his collar. Would he give it to her now that she’d disappointed him? He’d said she was his.

She squirmed against her arousal. He was here with her. She could still barely believe it and being able to look at him without that mask was wonderful. It was so strange to look at Ryan, the man she’d silently lusted after, and know he was her dungeon master. He’d said he was there at Pleasure Palace for her. If only she’d known.

They could have saved themselves months.

She arched closer to him. The wires for his device draped down her abdomen, shifting with each breath and reminding her they remained secure.

“Stay still.”

She tried, oh she tried. Her pussy opened as the small muscles begged to be touched and filled. The gel tingled, sending vibrations to her womb.

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Ryan reached in his pocket and withdrew a heavy fall of gold links. A necklace.

Glancing at him and the tension in his face, she knew better. This was no ordinary necklace. It was a collar.

She swallowed around the tightness in her throat. Would he put it on her and make her completely his?

“Will you give everything over to me, Jessica?” he asked. He pressed his finger to her lips to keep her from immediately answering. “Your heart, your body, your soul?

Will you be completely mine? Think about it.” Think about it… He wanted everything. She wanted to give him everything too.

She just didn’t know if she could.

He laid the strand of thick links on the table beside them and removed the remote from his coat. “This has quite a few settings. We’ll start with the lowest power. I can choose which electrodes activate or set it to random.” He showed it to her as he flicked the switch to random. Her eyes went wide at the dial settings. Oh man. Ryan said he start with the lowest and she trusted him to know what she could handle. If he thought she could take this, she would, even if it pushed her limits. He’d never taken her past what she could take last night. Her trust was in him.

“Look at me. Don’t look away. Don’t close your eyes.” He slid his thumb along the side of her face before he pulled the oh-so-familiar ball gag from his pocket—what the hell else did he have in his coat? “You’ll need this,” he said.

Oh hell, how bad will this be?
Fear gripped her. She couldn’t hide her apprehension.

He disregarded it and jammed the ball inside her mouth, quickly fastening the strap. “If you close your eyes, I will stop. Nod if you understand.” Against everything that bellowed no, she did.

“What you did was unacceptable. This is your punishment. Nod if you understand.”

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Slowly she complied.

He flicked a switch on the remote. Setting it on the table next to the collar, he grabbed her hands, holding them together at the small of her back as the first jolt rocketed through her breasts.

Taken by surprise, Jessica yelped. Pain laced through her, pulling her nipples into tight knots. Another immediately followed before the first had completely receded. This time she screamed, writhing above him, trying to pull her hands free and rake away the offending electrodes.

“Easy,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving her. In the back of her sensation-fogged mind, she realized he was watching for distress. Watching to be sure he pushed her only as far as she could handle.

She loved him. What a time to realize it.

The next pulse surged into her clit. She groaned, tears pooling on her lower lids.

Her hips jerked up and bumped into his groin, drawing a muffled groan from Ryan while the pulses twisted her into a maniacal lap dance. Suddenly, pleasure erupted through her dragging her toward the dark spiral of release. Her eyelids drooped.

“Careful,” Ryan rasped. His grasp tightened as the jolts continued, moving intermittently between her nipples and clit, the initial pain long gone.

Her eyes snapped wide at his command. The intensity in his gaze twined with the throbbing waves building inside her middle. The continued jolts shoved her closer and closer to the edge. She sobbed behind the ball trying to hold back her release as it clawed across her womb.

“Let go,” Ryan commanded as a series of quick pulses tormented her. She exploded, her vision dimming though she fought to keep her eyes open. Her scream crowded out everything else in her head. Driving her higher while her cleft gushed around the empty space she needed filled so desperately.

Boneless, she collapsed on him. The muscles in her arms and legs burned while a sheen of sweat coated her, trickling between her breasts.

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Reaching over, he turned off the remote as her orgasm subsided. He removed the gag. Carefully, he pulled the metal tabs from her. Without regard for the expensive material, he used his suit coat sleeve to wipe away the gel from her rock-hard breasts.

Gently, he kneaded them before trailing his hands to her mound. His fingers slipped through her drenched folds, seeking her aroused bud.

“Well done,” he murmured, gently kissing her. “Don’t leave me like that again.”

“I won’t.” She lifted into him and opening to his probing tongue, wishing he’d give her permission to use her arms and wrap them around his neck. She settled for worshiping his mouth. She moaned, sucking him inside.

She jumped a moment later when someone pounded on her office door.

“Ryan!”

Oh no. His brother Theo. And she was basically naked.

“Just a minute!” Ryan called. “He wouldn’t be shocked by this, you know. He owns Pleasure Palace.”

Standing, he set her on her feet and shucked off his suit coat. Her eyes widened as he wrapped it around her. The jacket, which smelled distinctly of Ryan and the cologne he wore, enveloped her, hanging past mid-thigh and wrapping around her with plenty of room to spare. He adjusted the top so her breast didn’t peek out of the gaping fabric.

He smoothed the line that must have appeared on her forehead. “Contrary to what you may have read about this scene or my idle threat earlier, I don’t want anyone else to see you naked. And I certainly won’t share you. Even with my brother.” Good to know. His possessive nature prompted warm fuzzy feelings to worm through her. The feeling swamped her. She needed his arms around her again while he dragged her to the carpet and fully
possessed
her.

Still she moved from direct view of the open door when Ryan went to let his brother in.

“Is Jessica with you?” Theo demanded, barging past Ryan.

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So much for hiding
.

“I’m here,” she answered already feeling the blood rush to her face. There was nothing quite like getting caught fucking the boss by
his
boss and brother. Theo didn’t seem to notice her lack of attire.

Worry etched his face. She’d never seen him worried. In line to take control of the company from his father, he always had everything completely under control. He ignored Ryan and stared at her.

“Where’s Keera?” he demanded.

“She’s not here,” Ryan answered, coming back to Jessica’s side. His arm locked protectively around her waist. “Look Theo, I like Keera but I’ve got my own woman.” Theo made a sound in his throat and waved Ryan’s words away. “I know that.”

“I haven’t seen her since yesterday,” Jessica said.

“She was with me.” He glanced at Ryan. “I gave her my collar. Today she’s gone with no word or explanation.”

“She called in sick.”

Theo shook his head. “That’s the word I spread. She quit.”

“What!” Jessica exclaimed. What could possibly have happened between Keera and Theo that had made her run like that? She couldn’t believe he’d be any less attentive than Ryan had been. They’d received training at the hands of the same man—their father.

Leaving, Ryan’s side, she dashed for her cell phone and dialed her friend.

“Hello,” Keera answered hesitantly after several rings. She sounded frightened but healthy.

“Keera, where are you?” Jessica exclaimed, relief filling her that her friend was okay. “What’s going on?”

A few feet from her, Theo growled. A pissed off frown replacing his worry.

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“Is Theo with you?” Keera gasped as the sound filtered through the phone connection.

Jessica glanced over at him. “Yes.”

He snatched it from her hand and stomped from the office. “Where are you?” he snarled. The door slammed shut behind him.

Jessica turned to Ryan. “He took my cell phone.”

“You’ll get it back, or I’ll get you a new one, with my number programmed into it.” She snorted. “It’s already programmed into it.”

“As number one?”

“Of course, Master.”

He yanked her to him. “Don’t ever run away like Keera did. Having you leave today undid me enough.”

“Do you think she’s okay?”

“Just scared. Don’t worry. Theo won’t harm her. His feelings run almost as deep for her as mine do for you.” He slipped off his shirt, then his shoes and pants.

Jessica swallowed her reaction to his well-developed chest and the tribal tattoo on his arm and belly. Their meaning would never leave her unaffected. She was his temple, his treasure and he owned her spirit.

He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the chair.

“Reassure me,” he murmured, pulling her onto his lap. His eager erection prodded her mound. He needed inside her as much as she needed him in her.

“Condom?” she asked.

“In the pocket.”

So there was more in there. Fishing inside, she grabbed out several foil packets and tossed all except one on the table. Tearing it open, she smoothed the latex over him, running her fingers over every throbbing inch.

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“Jessica…” he warned. Quickly he shoved the suit coat off her and cupped her breasts. With long fingers he kneaded the peaks and pulled at her nipples, dragging fervent groans from her. His wide cock prodded at her cleft. Reaching between them, she guided him inside her hungry pussy and sank down him until her naked flesh rubbed against the crisp hair circling his manhood. She loved the sensation of it against her bare skin and the feel of him impaling her, spreading her wide. She grasped his shoulders and slid up his shaft, her thick juice spreading over him and easing her way.

He grunted as she shoved back down him, eager to please him. “Yeah, love, ride me. God your pussy’s so hot! Faster.”

He grasped her ass drawing her harder and angling her wild movements. A moment later, he tipped them both from the chair and onto the carpet. Lifting her hips, he pounded into her.

“Yes!” she cried, losing any restraint. “Oh! Fuck me. Harder, oh please, harder.” After being parted from him, even for just this long, she needed him deep inside her, branding her with his rod. There was no holding back, no control for either of them. Ryan stiffened, shoving into her. His movements jerked as he brought her along with him. His thumb rubbed her clit until she screamed, arching beneath him and squeezing the cock still lodged deep inside her.

They collapsed in a sweaty heap. Ryan rolled to the side, drawing her with him. “I love being in your pussy,” he managed between heavy breaths.

She pressed her face into his neck. “I love having you there.”

“How much?” He reached behind them on the table and brought down the collar.

Contemplatively, he fingered the heavy links. He looked far from confident when he met her eyes. She couldn’t blame him after what had happened with Theo and Keera.

Keera was a jumper. Unlike Jessica, she leapt without asking, then she got scared.

“What would you expect of me?” she asked, sitting up and wrapping her arms around her knees. Her position left her pussy open to him and he slid a finger inside her, stroking her engorged tissues.

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Her breathing shuddered. If he continued, another orgasm would be crashing down on her. She wouldn’t be able to think.

She knew he wouldn’t allow her to tell him to stop without a punishment. He added another finger and she braced her arms behind her, moving her thighs apart.

“I’m not asking you to give up your life. You will, of course, live with me. I think that’s a given. I need you in my bed.”