The Life of Anna, Part 5: Emerged (5 page)

“God, I’ve missed you,” he said and thrust
inside her with one movement.

Anna arched her back and cried out softly as
he filled her. He kissed her as he began moving. She wrapped her
legs around his waist and met his thrusts, both of them quickly
climbing the road to ecstasy and reaching the peak together. Aaron
cried out Anna’s name and clung to her as he pumped her full of
himself.

He kissed her again as their heart rates
slowed and he rolled to his side. She rested her head on his chest
and wrapped her arm around his waist as he kissed the top of her
head. “I’m so glad you’re finally here,” he whispered.

“What will I do while you’re gone?” Anna
asked as she sat on Aaron’s bed early the next morning. He was
cramming a few last minute things in his suitcase.

“Haven’t you ever masturbated before?”

Anna’s eyes widened. “You mean touch
myself?”

Aaron chuckled. “Yeah. Most people do
it.”

Anna shook her head. “I would be punished if
I did that.”

Aaron made a face. “Hon, Devin’s not here.
There’s no one to punish you.” He grinned. “You should try it. You
might like it.”

Anna frowned at the thought. “I don’t know if
I could.”

“When I get back I’m gonna buy you a
vibrator.” He paused. “Or maybe not. If you use that you won’t need
me.”

“I’d much rather have flesh and blood inside
me than plastic.”

He grinned. “Good.” He leaned down and kissed
her deeply. “I’m gonna miss you.”

“Me too,” she murmured against his lips,
wrapping her arms around his neck.

He pulled away and zipped up his suitcase.
“We’ll be back Sunday afternoon. Call Tom if you need
anything.”

Anna nodded and reached for her pajamas so
she could walk him to the apartment door. “You...will return,
right?” she asked in a shaky voice.

Aaron looked at her with sad eyes. “It’s just
a ballet tour. Nothing dangerous.”

She took a deep breath. “Yeah.” Everything
would be fine.

“Would you feel better if I called you every
few days?”

Anna’s heart lightened and she nodded. “Yeah,
that might help.”

“Okay. I’ll do that. I’ll call you when we
land too.”

“Thank you for understanding, Aaron.”

“I remember Alex. I know what you went
through. I never want you to feel that way again.”

They hugged one last time, Aaron repeated his
admonitions about being safe and not going out alone after dark and
then he left. Anna went to his bed and fell back asleep, hugging
his pillow.

Later that morning, Anna woke up feeling
refreshed and decided to go exploring. She had heard of the big New
York City library and decided she would go find it.

According to the map on her phone, it was a
thirty-five minute walk. Forty-five if she went through Central
Park. She had all day to herself and decided to take the scenic
route.

She was glad she did. Central Park was
amazing with the first hints of spring breaking through the winter
barrenness. It smelled so good and was filled with interesting
people. Maybe she would find a good book to read and return and
spend some time reading here. The air was cool but not cold.

Anna walked slowly down Fifth Avenue admiring
the stores and restaurants. She imagined she looked pretty silly,
mouth open in awe of the “big city” but she was having an
incredible time and didn’t care.

A mile down the road she finally reached the
library. What a magnificent building! White marble with regal
columns and lions and stairs. She stood outside for a good ten
minutes just taking it all in before walking slowly up the steps
and into the historic building. She’d arrived just in time for the
library to open and was thrilled to find out that there was a tour
available in an hour. She bought a ticket and kept herself busy by
wandering around the first floor. She hadn’t been in a library in
years and was excited to learn about “her new library.” She even
got a library card after silently thanking Tom for the New York
driver’s license.

At dinnertime, Anna settled onto the couch
with a sandwich she’d bought at a deli on the way home. She was
laughing at the sitcom she’d flipped on when there was a knock at
the door. She jumped at the sound and cautiously walked to the door
and opened it.

“Tommy?” she asked with astonishment.

Tommy grinned sheepishly. “Hey Anna. I
just...wanted to see how you were settling in.”

“Oh, well, come on in.” She stepped aside and
Tommy walked in and looked around.

“Nice place,” he commented.

“Thanks. I live with Aaron.”

“Yeah.” Tommy nodded. “Is he here?”

She shook her head. “No, he’s flying to the
Netherlands. He’ll be back next week.”

“Oh.”

Anna looked at his handsome face and smiled
tenderly. “How are things with you?”

“Good.” He blew out a breath and shoved his
hands into his pockets. “Found out that Kim’s pregnant.”

Anna blinked and tried to ignore the stabbing
pain in her heart. “Oh, that’s...that’s great, Tommy.” She smiled
weakly. “Are you happy?”

He shrugged. “Yeah. I mean, it’s good. It’s
time to start the family. I just....” He sighed. “It’s just weird,
knowing I’m gonna be a dad.”

“I bet you’ll be a great dad,” she whispered,
struggling to keep her emotions in check.

Tommy stepped closer to her and she could
smell his cologne, bringing so many memories to the forefront of
her mind. He ran his knuckles gently across her cheek. “I miss
you,” he whispered. “It kills me, knowing you’re in the city
and...not with me.” He sighed. “I wish I’d waited for you.” His
blue eyes filled with emotion as he stared intently into her
eyes.

Anna’s lips parted and she trembled at his
words. “Me too,” she whispered.

He slowly slid his hands around the back of
her head and bent his head down to hers. His lips brushed hers
lightly, waiting for permission to kiss her. Anna hesitated. She
wanted him to, oh so much, but....

“We shouldn’t,” she said in a hoarse voice as
she leaned forward slightly.

His lips enveloped her bottom one gently. “I
know.” His tongue traced her bottom lip as his thumb caressed the
sensitive spot behind her ear.

“Tommy...,” she whispered, pleading for him
to continue; pleading for him to stop. She didn’t know what she
wanted.

“Anna....” He stepped even closer and
captured her lips with his, holding her head gently with both
hands. Her hands slid up his hard chest and over his shoulders. His
tongue slipped between her parted lips and past her teeth,
stroking, caressing, dancing and taking her breath away. His arms
wrapped tightly around her, holding her close.

She clung to him as if he were a life vest in
the middle of the ocean. His kisses became more insistent, his
embrace, tighter. He slid his hands down her back and pressed his
fingers into her ass, her hips against his.

“Tommy,” she moaned softly as she felt him
hard against her.

“Where’s your room?” he asked against her
lips, his voice husky.

She pointed down the hall and he picked her
up and carried her around the corner and to her room, placing her
gently on her bed. He stretched out next to her and pulled her
close to kiss her again. His kiss was deep, passionate, loving. He
caressed her back, her ass, her hips and finally moved his hand up
to cup her breast gently. She broke the kiss to gasp as he thumbed
her nipple over her cotton camisole. The heat from his hand
scorched her skin.

He kissed her neck when she leaned her head
back, sucking on the skin above her collarbone. She moaned softly
as he kissed her nipple over the soft material and sucked on it
through the fabric. It puckered under his skilled mouth and she
arched her back to press her breast deeper into his mouth.

She cried out softly as he pulled the
camisole away, exposing the sensitive skin and softly bit her now
engorged peak. Her hands got lost in his hair as he swirled his
tongue around and around, the nipple ring being jostled with the
movements.

She caressed his cock over his jeans and he
moved his hips in rhythm against her hand.

“Touch me,” he rasped.

Anna quickly unfastened his jeans and wrapped
her hand around his cock. She caressed his piercings and smiled at
the throbbing hardness. They quickly disposed of their clothing and
Anna knelt next to his hips and took him into her mouth, moaning at
his taste.

“Oh, God, Anna!” He pulled at her hips and
adjusted her legs so that she was straddling his head.

He held her hips and buried his tongue into
her swollen pussy. She gasped against his cock as he sucked her
clit hard, kneading her ass and brushing his fingers against her
asshole.

He knew her body well. Knew how to make her
moan and scream in passion. And he did both. She tried to
concentrate on his delicious cock, but his tongue lapped at her
clit as he sucked on it. She felt herself tingling and then she
leaned her head back as her orgasm rushed through her body.

“Tommy!” she cried, trying to pull away, but
he held her firm until he sucked every ounce of pleasure out of
her.

Tommy pushed her to her side and moved
quickly above her, her head at the foot of the bed. In one swift
move he was inside her and kissing her. His tongue mimicked the
movements of his cock, thrusting slowly in and out. Anna moaned
loudly and met his rhythm enthusiastically. His movements were deep
and deliberate, making her moan with each deep thrust. Her
fingernails dug into his back as she felt another orgasm
building.

“God, Anna!” he shouted and cursed as his
cock throbbed deep inside her. She followed quickly and her muscles
clenched around him.

He held her tightly and kissed her as he
softened inside her. He nuzzled her neck and then rolled to his
side, stroking her arm as he gazed lovingly into her eyes. “You’re
amazing, you know that?”

Anna grinned and turned to face him. “I think
you’ve learned some new moves.”

He chuckled. “Maybe.” He kissed her again,
sliding his hands down her back and hips. “Perfect. Absolutely
perfect.”

She ran her hand slowly over his chest and
abs, loving every inch of him. She’d missed him so much.

Music sounded loudly, making them both
jump.

“Fuck,” Tommy said, sitting up and reaching
for his jeans. He pressed the screen and stood, running his hand
through his hair. “Hey, baby,” he said in a gentle tone that
wrenched Anna’s heart. “Yeah, just getting some air...yeah...I can
do that...okay...yeah, be home soon...love you, too.”

Anna sat up and stared at her blanket. His
wife. She swallowed back tears and blinked rapidly.

Tommy shrugged his clothes on. “I’m sorry,
Anna. I have to get home.”

Anna nodded, but didn’t trust her voice to
say anything. He paused after he’d dressed, standing next to the
bed.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. He leaned down to
kiss her head and then left the room. She heard the apartment door
open and close a moment later and she kept staring at the blanket,
trying to understand how she felt. To put words to the pain in her
heart.

Used. She felt used. She was a cheap
prostitute for him to use and then go home to his wife.

No, Tommy truly cared for her. He helped her
escape.

But he had a wife and a child on the way. A
family to go home to. Anna was a distraction from his
responsibilities.

She rubbed her face. Confusion filled her
heart. She’d never felt like this before. Intellectually, she knew
she’d been
used
for years; since Devin first touched her
after her parent’s funeral. Maybe even before then. Why did it
bother her now?

She was an Elder-Mistress. Her body was to be
used as the Elders pleased. She was trained to please their every
desire.

Then why did she feel so empty? Was it the
illusion of freedom?
Was
her freedom just an illusion? Or
was it real? Did pretending something was true make it true?
Was
she a prostitute? After all, wasn’t that what they all
really were? Slaves. Sex slaves. Unpaid prostitutes.

What was she? Was she a Mistress or a free
woman? As an Elder-Mistress, what just happened shouldn’t bother
her. As a free woman, what just happened broke her heart. Katrina
was the free woman. Anna was the slave. Was she Anna? Or was she
Katrina?

Who did she want to be? Did it matter what
she wanted? The reality was that she was Anna. Katrina was an
illusion to keep Devin from finding her.

Part of her wanted to embrace Katrina. To
find out what it was really like to be “free.” But could she? Could
she dare try to be something she’d never been before? And what did
that mean anyway? Saying no to men? She didn’t know if she could do
that.

What did it mean to be free?

The answer eluded her and made her head hurt.
She was too tired to think about it right now. She went into her
bathroom to take a shower and then watched TV until she couldn’t
keep her eyes open and fell asleep on the couch.

Devin stared out the window of his downtown
office. Where the hell was Anna? How was she eluding his search?
Someone, somewhere, had to know where she was. Someone had to be
helping her. There’s no way she could have done this on her
own.

Who was helping her? Surely Wilhelm had
something to do with this, but his activities showed nothing
suspicious.

Damn Ian for his betrayal.

If Anna was hiding, he had to get her to
reveal herself. But how? What could compel to her to come out of
hiding?

Anna leaned her head on the
barre
and gulped for air. She’d never been so tired from practicing
before. Then again, she’d never had so much one-on-one attention
before.