Intrigued By Danger (The Danger Family #3)

14. Elle

14

ELLE

My nerves were on ten as I walked through the airport. When Greysen called me a couple days ago and told me that Declan nearly choked the life out of Johnny, my heart sunk to my feet. I knew that we were over. I wanted to be mad at Declan for letting Johnny get to him, but I knew how annoying he could be. After Greysen told me what happened, I could tell that she kind of had more questions, so I asked her to pick me up from the airport, so I could explain everything to her. Keeping a two-month long secret from her was for sure going to hurt her feelings, especially after knowing that she was the last to know. That was not how friendship worked; especially ours.

While waiting for my bag to come through the baggage claim, I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that Greysen had texted me apologizing that she couldn’t make it and that Quinci was coming in her place. Just when I was getting ready to call her, I saw my bag coming around, so I put my phone in my pocket instead. After grabbing my bag, I headed toward the door, noticing a man holding an iPad with Ella D on the screen in big bold letters. I did a double take and kept walking, before stopping and thinking about that name. I hadn’t talked to Declan to tell him when my flight was, so it couldn’t have been for me, but my brain wouldn’t stop telling me to turn around.

I walked up to the guy. “Hi. What does the D stand for?”

“Hello, young lady. The D stands for Danger.”

I blushed. “I think I might be Ella D, then.”

He tapped the screen, and my passport mugshot popped up, catching me by surprise.

“Yes, that’s you, Ms. D. Come this way. I will take this from you,” he said and grabbed my bag.

After I handed him my bag, he started leading me away from the exit. I knew he was taking me to Declan because he was the only one who called me Ella. I hadn’t seen him since he surprised me in New York last week. My heart started pounding because I was so fucking happy, yet so confused as to why he was here. Since our conversation the other night, I was keeping things super short, knowing that everyone knew our business by now. After a short walk, the guy led me through an exit out to a blacked-out luxury car and opened the back door for me. He was dressed casually, looking sexy as hell.

“What’s up Lil’ Bit,” he spoke, keeping his head on the iPad in his lap.

“Hey,” I spoke lowly. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, just… I’m looking at some accounting things and something is not right.”

“It wasn’t me,” I blurted out.

“I didn’t think it was you, Sweetheart. I just…” He paused and flipped the cover over the screen. “It will just have to wait a few days,” he said and looked at me. “Now, you. Come here.”

When Declan leaned over the arm rest, I met him in the middle and kissed him like I hadn’t seen him in years. If I didn’t pull away, I would have started pulling at his clothes. Just like that, his girlfriend was the farthest thing from my mind.

“Mhmm. You smell so good,” I hummed against his cheek.

“Thank you, baby. I missed you and I kind of just saw you. That’s wild. Come back here. I wasn’t done with those.”

He kissed me again and slipped his tongue back in my mouth. He was literally sucking the air out of my body, and when I tried to pull away, he followed me, never taking his mouth off mine. When the driver closed the trunk, I pulled away from him, rubbing my tingling lips together.

He looked at his crotch and pressed his hand against his zipper. “Chill out, boy. She not going nowhere.”

I giggled. “So, um… what are you doing here? And where is Greysen?”

He looked at me. “I ran a little interference this morning, because selfishly, Ella, I needed these few days with you.”

“How though? I didn’t—”

“Tell me when your flight was, yeah, I know. Thank goodness, I know people that know people, huh?”

Ignoring that, I looked out the window. The driver got in the car and put on his seatbelt. I stared out the window as he pulled off before I realized fully what Declan said a minute ago. “I’m sorry, did you say a few days?”

“I did.”

My eyes darted from side to side. “What does that mean?”

“It means that I’m putting my primal skills to use and kidnapping you,” he said, and licked his lips.

My lips slipped apart. “B-b-but how?”

“How what?”

“I mean… how… how everything? My clothes?”

“Who says you need clothes?”

My eyes widened.

“I’m only halfway joking. I packed you a few essentials.”

“You packed me a few things? You were in my panty drawer, Declan Danger,” I hissed playfully.

“Yes, I-hold on, what was that you like that about?” He waved his hand over his body. You saying I ain’t got style?”

I burst out laughing. “You wear one matching pant and jacket and now you think you give Andre Leon Talley, may his soul rest in peace.”

He chortled. “You so damn silly. I like to think I be fly sometimes.”

“You do, but that key was—”

“Is mine and was not clarified on if it should be for emergencies only, even though this kind of was an emergency.”

“And how did you get my passport photo?”

“Oh, that was easy. I got it from the rich man pipeline. Don’t worry though, I’m not taking you out of the country yet.”

“And what about our families?”

“Will have to wait until we return. Young lady, are you trying to overstimulate me? You nervous?”

“Do you think Greysen knows?”

“I think she may have an idea now. She’s not crazy.”

I sighed. “She’s going to kill me, because we don’t keep secrets from each other.”

“None?”

“None. We’re like friend soulmates, and then here I am keeping this secret for months. Oh my God. You don’t think Diesel told her.”

It was his turn to sigh. “Well, he hated keeping a secret from his wife, so I don’t know if he caved or not.”

“Oh God. She’s really going to hate me.”

“No, she’s not going to hate you. I think she’s going to be upset, because I have learned that if women don’t know every single secret of their friends, they think they are not good friends anymore. Me, I think it’s okay if you keep a couple of secrets to yourself.”

“Me fucking my brother-in-law’s twin brother is a secret that I should keep from my very best friend?”

He held his hands up. “Don’t give me the look of steel, Lil’ Bit. I’m speaking in general. I think I’m okay with not every secret of Kemba’s.”

“Even if he was fucking one of your sisters?”

His eyes darted around as if he was thinking about what I said.

“Exactly,” I said and looked out the window to see that we hadn’t rode far and was pulling into the private airport. “Um, I thought you said that we weren’t going out the country.”

“We’re not.”

I looked at him. “But we’re flying somewhere?”

“Yes.” One of his eyebrows went up. “You mind?”

“No, I don’t. I just thought when you said, ‘let’s go somewhere’ I was thinking, like over to the Keys again, but it also kind of seems like, even if I did, I didn’t have a choice.”

The driver came to a stop near the jet.

“Kinda seems like, she said,” He mumbled, and chuckled, before opening the door and getting out.

When he leaned in the car, I blurted, “I’m not touching the door, Declan.”

“You learn so fast,” he said as he gathered his things.

Since our date in the Keys, we’d only been out together a handful of times and he hated when I touched the door handle. He walked around and opened the door and helped me out, right into his hard body and kissed me. Not even the driver popping the trunk made him pull his lips from mine.

“Man, I missed that,” he said when he finally pulled away from me. “How was your flight, Lil’ Bit?”

“Well, since I caught the red eye annnd my flight was mysteriously upgraded to first class, I had a bed, so it was good. Here I was thinking that they moved me to equally distribute the weight or something. It wasn’t that packed. I could have stayed in premium economy.”

“Yeah, but I only want the best for you,” he said, and stroked my chin. “You ready?”

I looked past him at the driver walking my bag on the jet.

“Where are we going?”

“We’re going to jet over to San Francisco for a few days. You ever been before?”

I shook my head slowly.

“Hey, hey, look at me. We worry about that later, okay.”

“You really think you know me, don’t you?”

“I do. Come on.”

He grabbed my hand and led me onto the jet. The cockpit door was opened, and I gave a little wave to the pilots, and they nodded and smiled at me. The flight attendant stood at her station writing on a clipboard.

She looked at us and smiled. “Hi, guys. I’m Flo, and I’ll be your stewardess for this flight. Would you like a drink before we take off?”

“I’ll take a water,” Declan said, and looked down at me. “Would you like something to drink?”

I shook my head.

My stomach was in knots as I followed him down the short aisle. He took a seat in a chair that looked like it had already been occupied before we got on. He waved his hand out toward the seat across from him and I eased in the chair.

“When we’re in the air, there are things in the bathroom for you to shower.”

“I stink!” I squeaked.

He chuckled. “No, girl. I just thought you might like to take a shower after your flight.”

“Oh, I was about to say, but no, I think I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

Flo came and handed him his glass of water and left.

I shrugged. “Yeah, I’m sure. Do you need me to be fresh when we land or…”

“It’s something in the bathroom for you Ms. I Don’t Like Surprises, damn.”

I giggled. “Then just say that then… dang.”

“I like surprising you. Maybe you don’t learn fast after all.”

My mouth dropped opened.

The captain came over the speaker to let us know that we were going to be taking off in ten minutes and that he was going to get us to San Francisco in five hours or less.

“Are you coming from somewhere or…?” I said, looking at all his things around his chair.

“Yeah, I landed about two hours ago from New York. I had to go and check on some things.”

I squinted. “You didn’t do that when you flew out with Dymon to come and see me.”

“No. That was trip was especially for you, Lil’ Bit. This morning was all about business.”

“Oh,” I mumbled, and looked around and smiled at the flight attendant, before looking back at Declan. “Is this your personal flight crew?”

“My personal flight crew? Nah. They switched out right before I came to scoop you, but Dymon only have three groups of people he trusts.”

“Wait? This is Dymon’s personal jet?”

He nodded. “Yeah, he let me use it when I told him that I wanted to take you somewhere.”

“Do you want to buy your own?”

“Hell nah. I don’t go nowhere like that to where I would need one, plus I don’t mind flying regular. Do you want me to buy one?”

“God, no. Borrowing your brothers’ is just fine. You know like, flying private is cool, but I still kind of want to fly Emirates or Singapore Airlines first class for the experience.”

“Let’s see if we can make that happen.”

While we were waiting to take off, I pulled my phone to text Greysen.

Me: Hey, Love.

I backspaced and looked at him. “I don’t know what to text Greysen.”

“You want to tell her the truth through text?”

“Oh, God,” I sighed. “This is not us, Dec. I don’t want to lie to her anymore.”

“What exactly are you scared to tell her? I feel like it’s more than me being her husband’s twin.”

I shook my head because I didn’t want to tell him that I’d fallen in love with him, especially since he’d yet to say it back since I mistakenly told him. I thought that I’d reeled myself in, but I hadn’t. It wasn’t the gifts or even the sex, for real, it was the fucking time he was putting in. It was like he was really my man. He texted me sweet messages daily. Sent flowers weekly. He’d come to my house for lunch. I’d even started having dinner prepared for us after work. He’d eat, go home, help Donovan with his homework and put him to bed before bringing his ass back to my house and sleeping with me. Sometimes he’d slip away while I was still sleep, or sometimes we left at the same time. He made it so fucking easy to fall in love with him. When I was called away for the festival, I thought I was going to reel myself in then, but flowers showed up to my hotel room. Showing up in New York only to take me to dinner and suck the lips off my face sealed me into the pits of hell with that man.

Instead of texting Greysen, I sent her a voice message.

“Hey Grey. I just want to let you know that I was picked up, but… my man wanted to take me on a quick trip to celebrate me doing the festival, so I’m gone again. I’ll text you later.”

I hit send and looked out the window just as the jet started to taxi.

“Oh, my gosshhh,” I squealed, clasping my hands together.

“What’s all that for?”

“Becausseeee, Dec, this is like so full circle. In the beginning, it’s like, I’m not going to say that this would have never happened, but… you being on his jet, flying with him to come see me, and y’all are out together at least once a week. I am so, so happy that you are allowing yourself to just be with them. You’ve been so happy these last few weeks, I can tell, and it really makes me feel good, seriously.”

“I have been very happy these last few weeks. You don’t think you had anything to do with that?”

“I mean, I need to lay off my own horn sometimes, Dec.”

He laughed and shook his head, like he always did, but I wasn’t lying. His demeanor was much different, and he was more relaxed, even during family dinners. It didn’t seem like he was forced to be there anymore. Seeing more of his personality shine through, especially around his family had me falling deeper for him, even when I knew I shouldn’t.

I looked out the window, smiling, as the clouds took over the jet. I’d never been on an extravagant romantic getaway before. As excited as I was, I also knew what it was, a perfect ending to our whirlwind romance. I wasn’t stupid. I knew after everything came out Winter told him that he had to choose between me and them, and he chose them, as he should have. That was his family. I would never advise someone I loved to throw away a twenty-year relationship for a two-month fling. So, instead of moping around like I didn’t know that this day would come, I was going to enjoy it, starting with whatever gift he got me in the bathroom.

Once the pilot told us we could take our seatbelts off, I stood, and fake stretched.

“Mmhmm. I guess I will go take a shower now,” I said, and winked several times, making him laugh.

“You are so silly.”

I did a fake curtsy and walked to the bathroom. On the sink was a gift bag and inside was a medium sized box which I automatically knew was jewelry. I took the top off and inside was a beautiful diamond encrusted collar with a weird looking lock on the end of it. When I picked it up out the box, a small handwritten note was under.

You’re Mine.

M.D.

I couldn’t stop blushing at the note. After fiddling with it for a few moments, I walked out the bathroom to him.

“Hey, can you help me?”

“Of course. Only I can put it on anyway,” he said, taking the collar away from me.

He spread his knees, letting me know that he wanted me on the floor and I happily obliged. Instantly, my pussy started thumping. I hadn’t had any dick since he fucked me like I was nothing but a warm and wet hole to him in Benny’s foyer. If I could have formed a sentence or two, I would have told him how much I loved him and if he ever fucked another bitch like that, I’d kill him. Thank God his dick was so deep in me, I choked on my own words. During his pop up in New York, after getting me hot and bothered, he decided that he wanted to give my next nut and told me that I better not touch myself. To say the least, I needed some sexual contact from this man before I combusted.

He stared down at me. “Ella, I am happy that you decided to accept this from me, however, I must warn you, that once I put this on, only I can take it off, and it’s never coming off.”

I swallowed.

“Sleep. Shower. When you’re under me. When you’re performing for me. It will never come off. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

He held it up, inspecting it as if he didn’t know what he bought. “This is customed to fit perfectly around your cute little neck, and…” He pulled a small chain from under his watch and there was the smallest usable key I’d ever seen. “This is the only key that will release the lock.”

My heart started pumping harder.

“There is just enough slack for you to clean under it, but it will not come off without this key. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” I murmured.

“Good.”

My breath became choppy when he wrapped it around my neck. When his fingers brushed against my skin, the hairs on my body stood up. He’d grown so much as Master Declan; it was almost like the position was made for him. When he found his voice and his style, it was up from there. It was so bad that we hadn’t switched since. I loved being his little brat and was going to hate giving it up. While he was fixated on the lock, I kept my eyes on him. I didn’t know if he was making it tighter, or the lump in my throat was growing.

“Do you know how much you mean to mean to me, Ella?”

I licked my lips. “Y-y-yes.”

I inhaled sharply when I felt the lock click against my skin.

He pecked my lips and then my neck.

“Ella, this is never coming off,” he whispered in my ear, before kissing my temple.

Hours Later…

I was laid back with my feet crossed and resting on the door as Declan drove through the semi-crowded San Francisco streets. It turned out that I needed a shower after all, because afterwards, I got in that bed and slept until the wheels touched the ground. Instead of a personal driver, Declan and I was in a beautiful convertible Stingray. The weather was perfect for the top to be back letting my hair blow in the wind, since Declan recommended-not really, that I take my hair out of my ponytail. When he requested that, I thought he would have drove us straight to wherever we are staying and not coming to a stop in front of a building with a line two blocks long outside of it.

I sat up, raising my shades. “What’s this place?” I read the big glowing sign across the top of the building. “Dangerouslyleaf. No. Dangerousleaf. Ah. I get it. Dangerous Leaf. Weed. This a weed a store. Oh!” I looked at him. “Danger. This is your weed store.”

“Yeah, me and my brothers.”

“Oh! Good to fucking know because I’m going to have this hoe shut down because the shit you and your brothers smoke come straight from the devil’s garden.”

He chuckled. “You just a light weight. We got something in here that’s suitable for you, don’t worry.”

He got out and walked around the car to open the door for me. When I got out a lot of eyes were on us, so I was thankful that Declan had picked out a cute two-piece lounge set for me after my shower. I ran my fingers through my hair, so I could look decent.

“Baby girl, you look good.”

“See, men say something like that then you see yourself on camera looking goofy as hell. When men love you, they don’t see shit else.”

He smiled. “It’s good that you understand that, Lil’ Bit,” he said, and pinched my cheek.

My eyes widened when I realized what I said. I hadn’t said that fucking word in that context since the night I mistakenly said it. I immediately hated it, knowing that it was our last trip together. Before I could respond, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and led me up to the heavily guarded door.

“Mr. Danger, what’s good?” They spoke to him as they pulled the doors opened.

“Can’t call it,” he responded, as we walked in the building.

The lobby was packed with people, prompting me to latch onto Declan tighter. Declan signaled to the lady to be buzzed to the back. When the doors clicked, Declan pulled it opened and let me walk in first. It was like weed heaven with the products all over the wall. The manager, I assumed, was standing at the counter talking to man in a suit, when he noticed us.

“Mr. Danger, how can I help you?”

The man in the suit turned around with the biggest smile on his face. He was so fucking fine, that when his eyes connected with mine, I had to look away. When I cut my eyes to him again, I realized that he looked so familiar.

“What’s up, Declan, my boy,” he approached us and dapped him up.

“Man, not shit. Just working, trying to keep my head above water. What’s good, bro, it’s been a while.”

“Hell yeah. I see y’all doing it big down there in that small ass—”

“And you better choose that next word carefully, Mr.”

“Mancini.” He looked down at me, smiling. “But Gio is fine.”

“This my lil’ baby, Elle. She’s from that small ass town.” He chuckled and looked at me. “You can say hello.”

“Hello,” I stretched my hand toward Gio, and he grabbed it and brought it up to his lips. I gasped when I realized that I knew him. “I know you; I think.”

“Anytime a woman as beautiful as you know me, I know it’s a good thing.”

I blushed. “Um. Are you Makani’s husband?”

“Yes. That is me.”

“Oh,” I mumbled, still looking in his eyes. “We um… did a Bronner’s event together a couple years ago.”

“Word. She drags me there every year, so I’ll see you again. Nice meeting you, Ms. Elle, from that small ass town.” He kissed my hand again, before dapping Declan up again. “Be safe out here, Bro. Let me know if you need anything. I’m here for a few days. You and Wifey wanna step out, let me know.”

I blushed at him calling me Declan’s wifey.

“Yeah, bet that up.”

When he walked away, the two bodyguards I’d just noticed, followed him out of the door. I released the breath I was holding and looked up at Declan with wide eyes.

“Call him if you need anything? Call him if—do you know who that is?”

He nodded slowly.

I grabbed his shoulder, bringing him down to me. “That was the Gio Mancini!” I whispered-shouted in his ear.

“Yeah, what about him?”

“He’s like a documented mobster! Like a real-life Sopranos, Five Families type mobster.”

He raised up, shrugging, like he ain’t know what I was talking about.

“You know a mobster, Declan Danger!”

“Sure.”

“Oh, my God, but you know what… that makes sense, honestly.” I palmed my forehead. “All the rich Black men know each other, and y’all’s family probably, especially Mr. Duncan, had him pow, pow, somebody.” I blew the imaginary smoke from the tips of my index and middle finger.

Declan smiled. “You know, maybe you did need a sibling. Come on here.”

We walked over to the manager. “What’s up, my man. Can you start packing up Dymon’s quarterly order and I’ll come pick it up in a few days?”

“Yeah, I can do that. The distribution company just dropped off Dymon’s new strain, Raging Princess. You want some?”

“Ooh, can I see it?” I asked.

“Yes ma’am.”

He pulled the jar from under the counter and set it on top. I picked up the glass and sniffed it.

“That smells so good.” I looked at Declan. “Much lighter than whatever you be letting me smoke. Smell it.”

I held it up to his nose and he nodded his head.

“And not to put you in my business, but me and my girl tried it out, and yeah… he onto something with that strain. The oil-based lubricant it comes with, chefs kiss.”

“I’m sold.” I looked at Declan. “Daddy, where we going? Can we smoke?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, I’ll take some of the Raging Princess,” I said, reaching into my purse.

“Ella, seriously.”

“What? I would like to contribute to your wealth.”

“You already are. Get your hand out of your purse, girl.”

The manager bagged it for me and handed it to me.

“I hope you enjoy it. Also, Mr. Danger, I’ll have that package ready for you. Have a good evening.”

“You are crazy as hell. You know that,” he told me once we were outside.

“What? You don’t have to pay for every single thing, Declan.”

“I want to. Let me. You think I collared you for show?”

I rubbed the lock, blushing. It was so comfortable that I’d forgot I had it on.

“Yeah, don’t answer that,” he said and opened the door for me.

He closed me in and got in on the other side. The sun was starting to go down, so he closed the top of the car before he pulled off.

“Do you want to eat before or when we get there?”

“It doesn’t matter. The butterflies in my stomach hadn’t settled enough for me to be hungry.”

“Okay, so we’ll get checked in, and then if your butterflies have settled, we’ll get you something to eat. Is that okay?

“Yes Sir.”

“Hmm. I can’t wait to hear that over and over. Don’t think I forgot about what I asked you not to do when I saw you last. Be thinking of your answer, and it better be the right one.”

“What if I made a mistake and straddled my pillow and rubbed against it, but didn’t cum.”

He looked at me, smiling, before looking back at the road. “Then you made a mistake… costly, but still a mistake. Did you make a mistake, Ella?”

“What if I tell the truth…?”

“Then you’ll be rewarded.”

“…but the truth is bad?”

“If you were bad and you tell the truth, you will be able to sit down.”

“Oh,” came out like a whisper as I shifted in the seat.

“I’d still weigh my options though, because everything that sounds good is not always good for you.” He reached and turned the radio up a little more and Snoh’s voice filled the car. “I thought that’s what I heard.”

I rested on my hand on top of his, and he opened his fingers so I could lock my fingers in his. He brought my hand to his mouth and peppered kisses on it, and I thought about Gio.

“Was I like… to fanned out about Gio? My first thought was that a mob boss is kissing my hand and now I’m going to go on some overzealous cop’s mood board. You saw the shows. You know how it goes.”

I felt his lips spread against the back of my hand.

“That’s Gio’s normal behavior.”

“Ohh, I see, but I don’t know though. If I ever see you holding a bitch hand and kissing it, I might wild out.”

“I wouldn’t expect nothing less from your wild ass. For you, I’ll be a hello and goodbye ass nigga. I do not want you going to sink on me. Shorty’s nose is just now healing for real.”

I burst out laughing. “See. You will not let that go, but I am so glad that you know. But for real though, Dec, I don’t ever want to embarrass you or nothing like that, being too friendly or whatever.”

“First, you could never embarrass me. Never. I fuck with you because of who you are. You don’t ever have to change for me. Nothing. Second, I will let you in on a little secret, most men love when a woman can command attention when she walks in the room, and that’s what you do. That smile, first, and then you are funny as hell. When you’re not smiling or talking, I could just stare at them lips, and those eyes… man. That’s why I love when you wear your hair back, I love seeing your whole pretty, round face. I really wished you could see what I see when you’re on your knees looking up at me or when your lips are wrapped around my dick. I hate that it sounds like that’s all I think about, and I don’t, but…yeah.”

I shifted in the seat again, trying to settle my throbbing pussy. If that man blew on my clit, I would probably cum.

“I watch your reels repeatedly. Not only because you’re really good at doing what you do, Ms. Marcel Elle. It’s the way you lick and bite your lips when you’re focused. That’s gotta be one of my favorite things that you do. See, we weren’t even talking about that, and look at me, but anyway, you can never be too friendly. Plus, I love watching men be friendly with you.”

“Dec,” I whimpered, and shifted in the seat again. “Can I touch myself, please?”

“No.”

Since I couldn’t touch myself, I tested him and grabbed the crotch of my pants and pulled it against my pussy and started rocking upwards.

He looked at me and did a double take. “Oh, I know you are fucking playing with me right now. Let your fucking pants go, Ella. You got—a’ight,” he hissed.

“I’m sorry, I—”

“Be quiet, please. I do not need an explanation. And do not fucking look at me with those puppy dog eyes. Sit back,” he commanded.

I sat back and looked out the window to see that he’d turned down an unmarked road. I thought he was about to pull over and get me together, until a security guard stand came into view. They walked up to us and shined their flashlights into the car.

“Declan Danger. Della Mae Thomas the second.”

While one security guard swiped his iPad, another set of security guards came out with sticks with lights on them and started swiping under the car. I looked in the rearview mirror as they maneuvered around the car.

“Holy mother of—is Barack and Michelle in here or something?”

“Nah.”

“So, we’ll be signing NDA’s?”

“Yes.”

I looked at him and he stared straight ahead. His short answers were scaring me and turning me the fuck on at the same. time. My pussy throbbed so hard that I needed to shift, but I was scared Declan would think I was trying him again. I stretched my legs to see if that would help, but that only made it worse.

Oh, God.

My pussy lips were swallowing my panties, so I had no choice, but to shift in the seat. Declan whipped his head toward me, and then nodded his head slowly.

“It wasn’t… I swear.”

He placed his index finger against his lips.

The security guards gave us the go ahead and Declan drove further up to a gate that was being pulled opened for us. From the outside, I could tell it wasn’t a regular hotel. The only visual part was what looked like a small lobby area. The rest of the property was covered by a lot of trees and there wasn’t a name on the outside. Greysen told me about the exclusive club that Diesel took her too, but this place wasn’t anything like she’d described. I was halfway nervous, but I was ready to be alone with Declan.

The valet opened the door and helped me out, before going to open Declan’s door. Declan stepped out and handed the guy a hundred-dollar bill. He walked around the car, pulling his jacket on.

Where are we?”

“Walk.”

I stood still, watching the valet drive the car away.

“What about our things?”

He chuckled. “Are you jet-lagged?”

“N-N-No, I…” I paused.

He rubbed his tongue back and forth across the top row of his teeth, which I realized he did when he was trying to calm himself down.

“Some say that it only takes about six weeks to change a habit, and—you better look at me when I’m talking to you, Ella—and somewhere along the timeline of you leaving CG and going on your trip, you clearly have forgotten who the fuck runs this shit. Now, walk.”

My pussy was so fucking wet and tender, I had to walk gap legged. As we approached the door, the doormen pulled the big wooden doors opened for us. We were greeted with a pair of smiles on two women, dressed identical. I gave them best smile I could as Declan’s words swirled around in my head.

“Mr. Danger and Ms. Thomas. I am Carla, your hostess, and this is your steward, Jade.”

“Ms. Thomas, I’ll take your things,” Jade said, reaching for my purse and my bag with the weed in it.

I handed them to her as it didn’t seem optional.

“Right this way,” Carla said, holding her hand out, while Jade walked away holding my things.

She led us into a private room and offered us the chairs in front of the desk. I eased in the chair, looking around the small room that had no identical markings in it.

“Welcome you guys. We are so happy that you could join us. Before we go any further, I have some paperwork for the both of you.”

She slid the iPad over to me, explaining that even if we didn’t want to go forward, we couldn’t tell people about the place. We both signed our names and handed it back to her.

“Welcome to Sinful Expressions…”

As she started to explain what the place was, I looked over at Declan and his knee had started rocking. The last time he’d done that was after I’d told him to go fuck himself after I had an attitude because he had to leave without giving me some dick. I’d gotten in the shower, thinking he’d left, and he was sitting on my bed, in the same position he was in now, knee rocking. The stings from his hand on my wet ass almost had me crying. I could only imagine what he was about to do to me when we were alone.

I’d tuned back into what Carla was saying about the rooms having cameras inside of them that was completely controlled by us, so other guests could see inside our room, for the voyeurs and exhibitionists. They could also tip us if they wanted.

“Any questions?”

I shook my head slowly, not even knowing what she said during the first part of her conversation.

“Would you two like to go forward?”

I nodded.

“Good.”

She smiled and started tapping on the iPad again and handed it to me. While I skimmed the page, Declan handed over his phone, making me realize that Jade hadn’t come back with my things. After signing, I handed it to Declan, and he signed what he needed to sign and handed it back to her.

“Thank you. You guys are going to be in cabin three. Here are your wristbands. I’m going to drive you down and the key to your golf cart will be in your room.”

When she stood, we stood and followed her out of the room, where Jade was standing waiting for us with my purse and my phone in a lockbox. Carla opened it and placed Declan’s phone in there as well.

“And as I introduced to you earlier, Jade will be your steward. You can call her for anything you may need. Anything. Her number will be in your cabin.”

Carla led us outside to her golf cart. It was pitch black except for a low-lit pathway. Carla and Jade got in the front while me and Declan got in the back. It was so quiet as Carla started up the pathway. Riding up the pathway, a bar came into view, and it had the same dark ambience, but I could tell there were a handful of people in there. The most lit place was the infinity pool next to it.

“The guest cap is fifty,” Carla said as we drove along.

“Oh, good,” I mumbled with a sigh of relief. “Thought my man had signed me up for a cult or something.”

They laughed, even though I was serious. Since Declan laughed, I tried to touch his hand to check his temperature, but he moved it, and cut his eyes to me. Moments later, she came to a stop in front of cabin three. Declan used his bracelet to let us in and I was taken aback at how the room was set up like a mini hi-tech facility. While she was explaining how the cameras and remotes worked, I was paying even less attention because I was about to be alone with Declan. I could tell he was pissed, because of how he twiddled his thumbs behind his back. When they headed for the door, Declan followed them with a smile, while I stood in place. I jumped when I heard the door close and lock.

“Ella, I am getting ready to turn the cameras on now, is that okay?” He asked at my back.

I nodded, looking around.

“You won’t see them.”

“Oh, okay,” I whispered.

When he pushed the button, the lights lowered, and a small red light started glowing from the top corner of the wall. One of the small T.V.’s popped on, showing nothing but a dollar sign.

“Ella, I’m going to go take a shower, and you better be where you’re supposed to be by the time I get out.”

Not only was the sound of him walking across the room scary, but the mirror across from me reflected him walking up behind slowly. I knew he was close to me, and I still jumped when I felt his warmness on my skin.

“Unless you need a reminder of where you need to be, since you seem to be so forgetful today.”

He looked at me in the mirror and then looked upside my head like he was waiting for an answer.”

“I know where I’m supposed to be, Master,” I murmured.

“Then get there,” he commanded.

I swallowed the lump in my throat before kicking my shoes off and easing to my knees.

“Thank you.”

He started running his fingers up through my hair into a ponytail. I handed him the hair tie from my wrist, and he gave a nice and loose ponytail.

He pinched my cheek. “My pretty girl. I’ll be back. Stay there.”

“Yes Sir. “

I watched him walk over to the table and kick his shoes off. He took his watch off and set it on the table. Even in the dim light, I could see the key to my collar shining. When he looked in the mirror, I looked away, and stared at the chair in the corner of the room. I heard the door to the bathroom close and I took a deep breath. Declan wasn’t going to leave me on my knees on long, because he couldn’t. As much of an alpha he was, he was still a sucker for me poking my bottom lip out. I heard the shower come on and suddenly the dollar amount on the T.V. changed.

$1,000 from Cabin 5.

I wondered if it was because they were turned on seeing a sub waiting patiently for her Dom or if it was because Declan was more than likely getting undressed in the bathroom. While he showered, I let my mind drift to us going at it in against my shower wall one night after he followed me home from JB’s. He called himself mad that another man was trying to feel me up, like he wasn’t there with his girlfriend. The way he fucked me, I could tell his mind was elsewhere, and that I was getting close to him telling me one of his kinks that he’d been hinting around, but not directly saying.

The water cut off, and I straightened my back, ready for him to come out. When the door opened, my heart started to race. His sweet and earthy scent reached me before he appeared in the mirror with a towel wrapped low around his waist.

“You know…”

A slight gasp escaped my lips when he started speaking. I watched him in the mirror walk over and stand in front of me. Declan looked and smelled like if heaven was only a six foot five, two-hundred-and-twenty-pound dark brown skinned man. I slowly drug my eyes up from the head of his dick sitting on his thigh to his perfect abs and chest, and then his eyes.

“Pretty girl?”

I blinked. “Yes.”

“I didn’t keep you long, did I?”

“I’ll always wait for you.”

“Good.” He rubbed the back of his fingers up and down the side of my face. “Are you ready to talk now?”

I swallowed. “Yes.”

“In New York, what did I ask you not to do?”

“To-to play with myself.”

“And what did you do?”

“I… rode a pillow.”

“You rode a pillow.”

“Yes.”

“You rode a pillow?”

“But I didn’t cum.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Does that make it better?”

“No, but—” He cut me off by covering my lips with his fingers.

“You rode a pillow. Hmph.” He mumbled to himself, before walking away into the closet, and coming back with a leather paddle.

$2,000 from Cabin 5.

He snatched a pillow to the edge of the bed and tapped it with the paddle.

“Show me. Show me how you rode your pillow.”

I stood and climbed on the bed and maneuvered to straddle the pillow. Before I could start moving, the hard swat on my ass caught me off guard, making me inhale sharply.

“Ella, stop fucking with me. Were you fully clothed when you rode your pillow?”

“No, I wasn’t, but—”

“Then get undressed,” he commanded.

I climbed off the pillow and pulled my shirt over my head, then pushed my pants down and kicked them off. The coolness in the room made goosebumps pop up all over my body. Reaching behind me, I unclasped my bra and let it slip down my body slowly. My nipples tightened so hard they tingled. When he blinked slowly, I knew he was ready to suck on his girls. Hooking my thumbs in the rim of my panties, I pushed my panties down slowly, letting him see the line of moisture from my pussy that followed my panties. The tip counter going up reminded me that we weren’t alone.

He pointed at the pillow with his paddle. I nodded slightly and straddled the pillow again. Spreading my legs further, I shifted the pillow a little so I could feel the edge of it, which exposed me even more. I breathed a sigh of relief as the coolness and pressure eased some of the throbbing.

“Show me, Ella,” He mumbled lowly.

I rocked slowly against the pillow.

“Look at you.” He caught me off guard with the smack to my ass. “Fucking wet and swollen for me already.”

It was too late to try and brace myself before the next smack came, in the same exact spot. I nearly scooted off the pillow, trying to catch my breath.

“Get your ass back up there, now, Ella,” he hissed. “I dare you to move off the pillow again.”

Leaning forward, I clutched the comforter, so I wouldn’t move anymore.

“Fuck. Look at that pretty pink hole. That tight ass clench is not going to take my—" He smacked my ass.

“Shit,” I sighed.

The sting felt so good.

“Now, tell me why you been acting up, Ella?”

Thank God he smacked my ass in a different area this time.

“I-I-I missed you, Master,” I whimpered.

He leaned over as if he didn’t hear what I said.

“You missed me?”

I nodded against the comforter.

“Hmph.” He straightened and started massaging my ass where he’d last smacked. “You missing me doesn’t negate you disobeying me. Does it?”

Smack!

“N-No, Sir.”

“No Sir, yeah. I could have given you a pass, but then the way you tried me back there.”

“Master.”

“Tell me my rule, Ella.”

“You only—”

Smack! “Louder.”

“You only give—”

Smack! Smack! “I said louder.”

“You only give lessons once!” I choked out.

My lungs were nearly dry from trying to brace myself for every hit. The stinging sensations were going straight to my pussy.

“Again, please.” Smack!

“You only give lessons once, Master!”

“And have you learned that lesson, Ella?”

“Yes!”

The final smack brought tears to my eyes. He put the paddle down and started massaging my ass cheeks, pulling my pussy apart with every circle he made.

“Whew, Ella. This ass looks so good. It’s almost purple baby. Are you okay?”

“Yes, Master. Did I take you good?”

“You were such a good girl.”

He climbed on the bed and straddled me, the towel blocking what I’d been craving since the last time I had it. He leaned on my back and kissed my cheek.

“Next time you miss me, baby, just tell me, okay?

I nodded slowly.

“How bad did you miss me?”

“So fucking bad.”

“Me too, Baby girl. Me fucking too.”

He pulled the towel away from around him and lined himself up at my hole, sliding in slowly.

“Oh my…” I whispered.

“Agh, fuck,” he moaned. “Feels like the first time I slid in you, Ella.”

His strokes were slow and deep. Between Declan pressing his pressing his body into my sensitive ass cheeks and the pressure from the pillow on my clit, I was not going to last much longer. Arching my back, I forced him to go deeper. The deep groans coming from him told me that he wasn’t going to last much longer either.

“Ooh, Daddy,” I whimpered and pressed my face into the bed as my orgasm ripped through my core.

“Uh-huh,” he grunted. “That’s it, baby. I’m right behind… you. Fuck!” He dug in me one last time and his long warm spurts started filling my hole.

After catching his breath, he eased out of me and dropped on his back next to me. When I opened my eyes, water slipped down the side of my face. His lips spread across his face because he loved when my orgasms brought me to tears.

“Hey, Lil’ Bit. You did good tonight,” he said, nodding his head toward the TV.

I had to blink a few times when I saw the tip counter was at $50,000 from several different cabins. That man had me in my own world, I’d completely forgot people were watching us. He got out of the bed and turned the cameras off.

“It’s still kind of early, if you want to leave the property and go somewhere and eat.”

“I can look at the menu here first,” I said, rolling off the pillow, groaning when my skin met the bed. “You said, I’d be able to sit down if I told you the truth.”

He looked at me. “You kept fucking with me, so I gave you what you wanted.”

I got up, and walked tightly to the bathroom, so none of Declan’s cum would come out on the floor. When I sat on the toilet to relieve myself, I noticed my facial and hair things were placed neatly on the sink.

“Dec, did they unpack our things too!” I yelled from the bathroom.

“Yes ma’am,” he responded back, before appearing in the doorway. “People try to sneak things in here that’s not supposed to be in here, like wires and shit.”

“How they know we didn’t have anything on the clothes we were wearing.”

“That door your stepped through was a metal detector, and heat censored.

“You been here before?”

“Yes. Alone.”

“She didn’t speak as if you’d been here before.”

“She can’t violate my privacy.”

“Oh, well…”

“Oh…well. Yeah, look at you smiling. You have me to yourself, baby, completely. I can promise you that and stop pushing my cum out of you.”

My pussy automatically clenched as if she heard her master talking. The way we locked eyes before he walked away told me that those words had way more meaning behind them than they should have.