Chapter 12 #2

He brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. Several moments went by, in which he ran his hands through my hair, trailed his fingers down my collarbone, and teased the valley between my breasts. He pulled on the clamps and yanked painfully.

“Knowing that I can do anything to you, that I can bring you intense pain or pleasure…there’s no better feeling than that.”

His mouth was on mine before I was able to respond.

He removed the clamps and fondled my breasts, then squeezed and pinched, refusing to let go until I begged him to stop.

Sitting back long enough to unbutton his slacks, he kicked them off before carelessly flinging them across the room.

He attacked my mouth again, burying his hands in my hair as he wedged apart my legs.

I moaned deep in my throat as he slid into me.

This was not the Gage I’d come to know over the weekend.

This man was different, his brutality in direct contrast with his gentleness; he confused the heck out of me.

So did my eager response to him. He laced our fingers together and held my hands to the bed.

Every thrust was sensual yet demanding, each plunge a testament of his possession and power.

“Look at me, Kayla.”

I found his eyes and couldn’t have looked away if I tried.

“Who am I?”

“My Master…” I curled my fingers around his until my nails bit into his skin. He didn’t even flinch. I arched up to meet his thrusts. “I want you,” I gasped. “Let me come, Master.”

“No.” He let go of my hands and gripped my hair, yanking my head back hard. “Control it, you don’t have my permission. I’ll deny you all weekend if you disobey me.”

“Oh God! Please…I can’t…please…”

He pulled out and pumped his cock in the palm of his hand until he spilled onto my stomach.

I stared at him in shock. I’d been so out of my mind, I’d failed to notice that he hadn’t used a condom. The mixture of our heavy breathing filled the basement for several long moments. Gage broke it with a voice left husky from his orgasm.

“I want nothing more than to make you come. When I do, you’ll never want to leave me.” He collapsed beside me and rolled onto his back.

I shuddered at the implication of his words. For the first time since entering into this madness, I doubted his intentions. What if he wanted more from me than six weeks? What the hell was I supposed to do then?

“Your daughter is going to be okay.” The change of subject intruded upon my thoughts, and a different fear arose.

“I don’t know what I’ll do if she…”

“I’ll do everything in my power to make sure she has the best doctors, the best treatments.”

I rolled to my side and looked at him. “Thank you.”

He grabbed my chin. “Who am I?” His eyes hypnotized me as they searched my face.

“You’re my Master.”

“I’ll hold up my end of the bargain, so long as you hold up yours.

” He gave me a wry smile. “I’m not heartless, Kayla, despite what you might think when I’m whipping you or shoving my cock into this tempting mouth of yours.

” He cradled my head and kissed me; a deep, tender exchange of tongues that made me throb between my legs all over again.

He broke away and brushed his thumb across my lips. “I can’t wait to fuck you here again.”

My heart thudded at the reminder. “What about the gossip at work, Master? Someone found out.”

“I’ll take care of it. I have an idea of who’s behind the rumors. She’s only guessing because she’s been in my office on her knees a time or two.”

I wanted to ask if it was Katherine but refrained from giving voice to the question. “How do you know, Master?”

“Nothing goes on in my office without my knowing.”

Gage sat up and pulled on his slacks. “I’ll have a new contract drawn up to eliminate your safe word.

” He paused for a moment. “This changes things, Kayla. It’s more responsibility for both of us.

I’m giving you a homework assignment to help you prepare for what’s to come.

I want you to write a thousand word research paper on what it means to be a slave.

I expect you to learn how to please and obey me. ”

Dread sat heavy in my gut, and I wondered what I’d gotten myself into.

“And I have one more stipulation, non-negotiable.” He got to his feet and turned to me. “I demand absolute honesty from you. No lies, and no withholding anything from me. If I find out you’ve lied or kept something from me, you won’t be punished—you’ll go straight to jail. Do you understand?”

A lump formed in my throat, and I swallowed. “There’s something you need to know, Master.”

“What is it?”

“The man from college…the one you asked about? He’s back. He works at the hospital.”

“Why is this something you think I need to know?”

“Because he’s stopped by Eve’s room a couple of times, Master.”

Gage’s mouth flattened into a hard line.

“Then you’ll tell him you don’t want to see him again.

” He zipped up his pants and gave me a hard look.

“And you won’t. I’ll see you tomorrow at the office.

Don’t forget to write in your journal tonight, and for God’s sakes, go eat something. You’re already so damn thin.”

He climbed the stairs without a backward glance.

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