Chapter 35
Before she could decide whether she was going to chance a punishment, Travis was running a finger through her slick lips, pressing it deep inside her. Caren whimpered.
More. She needed more.
He held up his finger and then sucked it into his mouth. “Delicious.”
Her breath hitched, her heart racing as she watched him. Then he used two fingers, pushing them in and out of her pussy as she attempted to thrust her hips up, wanting more.
He lightly slapped the side of her thigh. “Stay still, baby. Keep those legs nice and wide for me. I want to have a look at your pussy.”
And then he lay on his stomach between her legs, pulling her lips apart so he could stare down at her. A flush ran through her. A little bit of embarrassment, but most of it was arousal.
“Please, please,” she begged.
“My poor baby. You really are in need, aren’t you? You need me to make you come, don’t you?”
She nodded. “I do. Please, please.”
He moved his mouth closer to her pussy, where she wanted him most. Then he flicked her clit with his tongue.
Her groan filled the room. God, that felt so good. He fucked her with his fingers while toying with her clit until she was so close to the edge. It wasn’t going to take much . . . just a few flicks more.
And then he drew back.
“Nooo,” she screamed.
“Aww, poor baby. Did you need something?” he asked with mock-innocence.
What kind of hell was this?
“I need to come!” She gave him a disgruntled look.
“Now, is that anyway to ask if you want something from your Dom?” he asked, shaking his head. “I think that you need to remember who is in charge.”
“Nooo!” she cried. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
He rolled her onto her stomach and delivered at least a dozen spanks to her ass. By the time he rolled her onto her back again, her bottom was throbbing and she wasn’t happy.
Not at all.
“That was mean, Sir.”
“You need to remember how to talk to your Dom,” he said sternly. “You are not in a position to make demands.”
Well, bollocks.
“Please, Sir, let me come?”
“Hmm. Hold your legs up, show me that pretty pussy.”
She reached down and grabbed hold of her legs, pulling them back against her chest. He got off the bed and walked over to a set of cupboards by the wall.
Opening it, he grabbed something out. Then he turned and showed it to her. A light buzzing filled the room and she gulped as she took in the large vibrator.
What was he intending to do with that?
“Good work, baby. You look so fucking sexy right now. So beautiful.” He kneeled on the bed again and turned the vibrator on. Starting at her clit, he slid it down, then back up.
Small cries escaped her mouth as she started to shake. “Please! Please!”
“Poor baby, do you need to come?” he murmured.
“Yes!” She’d thought that was obvious.
“Hmm. I’ll let you come.”
“Oh, thank God.” She’d been worried that he was going to drag this on.
“But I need something from you first.”
“What is it?” she cried.
“I want the name.” He placed the vibrator back on her clit.
It was too much! Tears filled her eyes and drifted down her cheeks. She could barely hold herself in place. She wanted to snatch the vibrator from his hand and use it herself.
Why wouldn’t he just let her come?
She was beginning to think that he actually did have a bit of sadist in him.
“The name of what?” she asked, breathing heavily as he drew the vibrator away from her clit.
“The name of your ex. The one that you had to run from.”
She tensed. Bollocks. Was he serious? He wasn’t going to let her come until she told him the name?
That really wasn’t fair.
In fact it was kind of an asshole thing to do.
With a groan, he drew the vibrator away and stared down at her, clearly torn. “I can tell from the look on your face that you think I’m being an asshole.”
“Yep,” she said. “Not a nice move.”
“I still want the name. I need it.”
She breathed out deeply. She knew that he only wanted to protect her, even if this was a bad way to go about it.
“It’s Aadan Joseph.”
“Aadan Joseph?” he repeated.
“It’s not his real name. I don’t know what that is. He never told me, but I know that he changed it because he said that he changed who he was when he moved to Africa to live.”
“Where was he from?”
“Uh, well, I’m pretty sure he was from somewhere in Europe, but he didn’t really have an accent.” She shuddered at the memories of Aadan.
“Good girl for telling me, I’m proud of you.”
“Do I get to come?” she begged.
He grinned. “Very soon.” He got up again and grabbed some cuffs and rope from the cupboard. Then he secured her ankles with the leather cuffs. They were loose and comfortable, but they drew her legs out wide. Which didn’t bode well for her.
“Keep your arms above your head,” he warned as he leaned over her and kissed her. Then he slid down her body, kissing, nipping, then soothing with soft licks.
She couldn’t take it. It was too much. She had to come so badly. Arousal filled her and she thrashed her head from side to side. She had to work hard to keep her hands above her head.
He was killing her.
And then he grabbed the vibrator again.
“Nooo!” she cried as he returned it to her clit.
Caren was too stimulated. She wasn’t even sure that she could come at this point. However, he seemed to sense that as he slid it further down, pushing it slowly into her pussy. Clenching around it, she knew she was close.
He drove the vibrator in and out of her pussy. She couldn’t take it much more. “It’s too much!”
“I know, baby. Shh. I’m going to make you feel so good.” He held the vibrator inside her while he leaned in to play with her clit with his tongue. “Come for me, baby. You’ve earned it and I know you need it.”
She didn’t think it was going to happen. She was too far gone. Too stimulated.
But he seemed to know just what she needed. Slow and sweet. Small, fleeting flicks that had her crashing over the edge with a scream.
As she started to make her way back into the here and now, she felt him undoing her ankles. Then she was pulled into his embrace.
Just where she needed to be.
Travis sat on the bed, leaning against the wall with Caren straddling his lap. He ran his hand up and down her back until her breathing slowed and she was slumped against him.
“You doing all right, Goldie? Let me get you some water.”
She tightened her hold on him with a noise of protest. He kissed the top of her head soothingly.
It had been a big night for her. He needed to get her home and into bed.
And then he had to do some research on this Aadan Joseph. And figure out who the fuck he was and what he was dealing with here.
Maybe he should just let things go. Leave sleeping dogs to lie. However, Travis didn’t like the feeling of having something hanging over his girl’s head. A possible threat that wouldn’t go away.
Unless he did something about him.
“Hey, I’m not leaving. Just reaching over to get a bottle of water.” He leaned over without disturbing her too much and grabbed some water. Then he held it to her mouth to help her drink.
She’d barely eaten tonight before they’d come out. He was a bit concerned that she was losing weight. That was on his agenda as well. To get her healthy and happy. To make sure she wasn’t stressed or worried.
Taking care of Aadan would be a start.
Then he’d have to tackle the issue of her mother. Because he knew that woman was stressing her as well. Although that was a tricky one.
Perhaps he could convince her to let him be the point of contact for her mother with the facility.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get you home.”
He wrapped her in a blanket then gathered their clothes. He put his back on while tucking hers into the blanket. Then he messaged Rusty asking him to bring his truck around before picking her up in his arms.
Where she belonged.
She slept the entire way home and it filled him with satisfaction because he knew she was resting deeply. There were no lines of stress on her forehead or around her mouth. After parking his truck, he picked her up and carried her to the elevator. She’d agreed to stay the night at his place.
And even if she hadn’t, he would have brought her back here. No way would he leave her by herself after tonight. Also, his bed was bigger and more comfortable.
He laid her down on his bed and unwrapped the blanket.
“Need a shower.”
“You can have one in the morning, baby,” he told her. “You need to sleep.”
“No. Shower.”
“Stubborn,” he told her but he picked her back up and carried her into the bathroom. He set her down on the counter while he stripped then put them both in the shower.
After their shower, he carried her back into the bedroom and settled her into bed, sitting facing her.
“Come to bed,” she said.
“Actually, I have something for you.” He reached over and opened the bedside drawer, pulling out a jewelry box.
“What is it?” she asked.
He opened it. “I’ve got a necklace for you.”
With a gasp, she sat up and fingered the gold chain. The pendant was a black shiny heart surrounded in small diamonds. “It’s beautiful. It’s really for me?”
“It is. There’s a tracker in the pendant.”
“Really? Wow.”
“I want you to wear it all the time.” He slid it around her neck and did it up. “Do you promise me that you won’t take it off?”
“What about in the shower?”
“You keep it on all the time. Promise me.”
“I promise.”
He wanted to start some research into her ex. But that pout on her face was too hard to resist. He climbed in next to her, wrapping himself around her as they both lay on their sides.
His dick grew hard again, pressing against her ass. Fuck. His balls were aching. He’d been hard ever since he’d caught sight of her outfit for tonight and it felt like he hadn’t gone down much since.
She must have felt his hard dick pressing against her because she rolled over and slid down his body, taking his cock into her mouth.
“Baby, you don’t have to do anything,” he told her.
Surely she was too tired.
But she simply hummed and took him deeper into her mouth before swallowing.
Fuck.
She was so damn good at that. He lay back and let her play. She sucked, she stroked, and she licked his dick until he came with a quiet yell.
But she didn’t draw away from him and he pulled back the covers to stare down at her. “Everything all right, baby?”
“Can I keep sucking?” she asked. “Just for a while. I like it. It makes me feel safe. A bit like when you have control.”
Well, if it made her feel better, then he wasn’t going to stop her.
“Go for it, baby.”
So he lay there, drifting as she sucked quietly on his cock.
And without meaning to, he fell asleep.