Chapter Eighteen
ONE OF THE employees of Chicago Bound came to find Rex after Kayla and Jack left with Ari.
“I’m here to show you to your private room, sir. Please follow me.”
Rex stood reluctantly, not wanting to get too far away from Ari, but if they were taking him to the room already, that was probably a good sign, right? They walked through the bar and lounge to the dungeon area, and then to a long hallway with cameras and several doors. The attendant walked with him to the third door and pushed it open.
“Please look around and let me know if there’s anything else you’ll need this evening.”
Rex went inside and moved around the room. It was a kinky paradise with a spanking bench, suspension system, drawers of toys, and a wall of spanking implements. In other words, perfect.
“This looks great. Thank you,” Rex said.
“Very good. Ms. Sloane will be brought to you shortly.”
Rex took off his jacket. He put his phone on silent in the pocket. He didn’t want any interruptions tonight. Tonight was really just to practice interacting together, but maybe they could have some fun too?
Would Ari like rope play? Hm, maybe just her arms to see how she did with it? He was looking through the chest of drawers at the selection of ropes when the door opened behind him. Ari and Kayla stood in the door. He closed his hand around several lengths and carried them to a small table.
“Here you go,” Kayla said. Her voice didn’t hold any venom, but her face said other things.
“Thank you, Ms. Nardone,” Ari said.
Kayla sniffed and then turned on her heel, shutting the door behind Ari. Rex watched Ari look around the room, her eyes going progressively wider until her gaze landed back on him. He waited a moment to see if she would freak out, but when she didn’t, he stepped forward. She did too, taking several steps to the center of the room before taking a deep breath and sinking to her knees.
Rex had to bite back a groan at the picture she painted there. She looked like the perfect submissive. Walking over, he stepped in close, so she was kneeling between his legs, but she didn’t flinch.
“You’re looking fucking amazing down there, Ari,” he said, his voice hoarse with want, his cock thickening, trapped in his pants.
“Thank you, sir,” she answered.
“How do you feel about me tying your arms behind your back?” he asked, since they’d never gone over an actual list of limits.
A gentle shiver ran through her body. “I think I might like that, sir,” she said, her voice clear and unwavering.
Rex examined the lengths of rope he had laid on the table and selected one that was made of black nylon. Rope was rope, but he liked the idea of the black stark against the light pink of her outfit.
Kneeling behind her, he pulled her arms back. He bent her elbows and pulled them around, so her forearms were overlapping parallel to each other and laced a piece of rope around them. He checked the knots with a finger, making sure he wasn’t cutting off circulation.
Standing, he circled in front of her and bent in to kiss her. Her mouth opened against his and he licked inside, tasting her. His hand closed with just slight pressure around the front of her neck, and he pulled her up into tall kneeling to make it easier to kiss her. She sucked on his tongue and the pleasure coursing through him was so good he knew he had to have her suck on something else, too. He nipped her bottom lip, and she gasped.
When he pulled back to stand, she mewled and tried to follow him, but he tightened his hand around her throat. Her pupils grew wide with desire and Rex bit back a curse. She was loving this. He used his other hand to unbutton and unzip his pants.
Ari, understanding what he wanted, leaned in and nuzzled his groin, licking him through the cotton of his briefs.
“Fuck… Ari—” he ground out, breaking off in a groan when she used her teeth to pull the elastic waist of his underwear down. Rex helped her, pushing them and his pants down around his thighs. He pumped a hand up and down his length once, Ari watching him with hungry eyes. He thought he might blow his load right then, but no. Waiting would be worth it.
He kept himself in one hand and pressed his length inside her mouth, his other hand guiding her head. The warm wetness of her mouth made his eyes roll back in his head and he had to fight the urge to thrust further down her throat. He didn’t want to scare her.
With controlled moves, he thrust in and out, reveling in the sensation of her tongue pressing against the sensitive spot just under the head of his dick. When she had the hang of his rhythm and started sucking… Rex thought he might lose his fucking mind.
“Ungh,” he said, unable to stop himself from thrusting deeper into her mouth. He pulled back immediately, but Ari leaned forward into him. She choked and coughed, but then swallowed around his head and that was it. His balls tightened and lightening shot down his spine as he unloaded in her mouth. He shifted back enough so she could swallow and not choke, but that was all he could manage right now.
Ari sucked and swallowed around him until he pushed her back onto her heels. There were tears on her cheeks and they were flushed red. Rex thought she’d never looked more beautiful, and he told her so.
“You’re beautiful all the time, but like this…” he trailed off. She wore a contented smile on her face as he pulled her to her feet and kissed her softly. Spinning her around, he untied her arms and was massaging her joints for stiffness when there was a frantic pounding on the door.
Scowling, Rex dropped the rope and stalked to the door. He ripped it open, ready to reprimand whoever was on the other side for interrupting him but froze when he saw it was Kayla with her eyes wild and tears on her cheeks.
“Rex,” she whimpered.
“Kay, what is it?” he said, dropping into the name he’d called her for so many years.
“Tommy called. Stella is missing.”