Chapter 6
Chapter Six
Brian
Since they were trying to keep Rae moving into his place a secret from everyone else, they went out the back, crossing over the beach to get her from her villa to his.
Because of the way the cul-de-sac curved on the street, this gave them the least chance of being seen, as long as no one was out on the beach.
Thankfully, they weren’t. The coast was completely clear, literally.
“You can just set my suitcase down— Where are you going?” The exasperation in Rae’s voice was clear as he kept walking, ignoring her because they were in the main room. She was gesturing toward the couch, as though she really thought he was going to let her sleep there.
Absolutely not.
Maybe it was old-fashioned of him, but if he was in a situation with a woman he wasn’t sharing a bed with and there was only one bed, she was absolutely going to be the one sleeping in the bed.
“I’m going to the bedroom,” he answered, even though it should be obvious. Before he could tell her that she got the bed and he’d take the couch, she was already talking again.
“Oh, so that’s how it is, huh? You offered me a room, and I’m going to pay for it with my body?”
Well, that was interesting. She didn’t sound defensive at all. In fact, she sounded like she was… flirting.
Pausing in the bedroom doorway, Brian turned around to look at her, one corner of his mouth lifting up in a smile when he met her gaze.
She was standing next to the couch, hands firmly planted on her hips.
The sun filtered in through the window behind her, making her dress a lot more sheer than he’d realized, and he wondered if she knew that he could see right through the fabric.
“Yes,” he said, just to see how she would respond.
“What?” Her mouth popped open, eyes widening—not in horror, but in surprise and… was that interest?
“Yes, I’m offering you a place to stay. You should repay me.” He was enjoying her shock enough to keep the joke going. Although he was starting to feel like maybe he wasn’t really joking.
After all, she was the one who had brought it up, not him.
Really? You’re going to give her another chance? Again? Have you not learned your lesson yet?
It didn’t have to be another chance, though. He already knew things weren’t going to work out between them, that she didn’t want him. It wasn’t setting himself up for rejection if he wasn’t going to put himself out there.
But if she was going to be staying here tonight, maybe they could do one more night. Just for fun. Closure of a kind. One night and then goodbye.
And this is what we call thinking with your dick instead of your brain.
His inner voice was disgusted with him because he knew he was rationalizing, yet…
Rae lifted her chin, but he could tell from her expression she was intrigued. If this was the game she wanted to play… well, fuck, he wasn’t strong enough to resist. It was vacation, after all, and he knew the score.
Why not give in?
“Well, that’s not very gentlemanly.”
“Who said I was a gentleman?” He winked at her and turned away, heading into the bedroom. If she changed her mind, he’d just sleep out on the couch.
He wasn’t surprised when he heard her footsteps following him in. What did surprise him was when he turned around and found she’d stripped off her dress, leaving her utterly naked.
Brian’s jaw dropped open.
“What are you doing?” he asked before he could stop himself.
Obviously, he knew what she was doing, but his brain had come to a screeching halt at the sight of her bare breasts.
It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen boobs before, and he’d spent some time up close and personal with hers.
He just hadn’t been expecting her to raise the stakes like this.
Shrugging one sassy shoulder, she ran her hands down over her body, skimming her curves, as though she thought maybe he’d missed the fact that she was naked.
“You said I have to pay for my stay, right?” A little smile flirted on her lips as she sashayed toward him. “Well, I don’t have any money on me at the moment… but…”
Sex chicken.
They were playing sex chicken and seeing who was going to blink first.
Well, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be him.
Rae
Brian went from shocked and confused to Master Brian in the blink of an eye. He drew himself up, his gaze hardening, his shoulders squaring, and there was an ineffable change in his demeanor. Rae’s breath caught in her throat as all her senses went on alert.
Girl, you knew you were stepping into the danger zone. Play with fire, and you’re going to get burned.
She knew, deep down, that this was the reaction she’d been trying to get out of him. Maybe it wasn’t very smart, but she hadn’t been able to help herself. When he’d leaned into her teasing rather than setting her straight, her body had gone into overdrive.
How far would he be willing to take it?
She had to know.
“Stop right there.” It wasn’t a request; it was a command.
Rae came to a halt a few feet away from him. His gaze steady on her face, he seemed to be contemplating his next move.
He put her suitcase down.
Held one hand in the air and spun his finger in a circle.
“Turn around then. Let me see what you’re offering.”
Excitement tingled up and down her skin at his order. It was demanding, dirty, and made her feel oddly vulnerable through her arousal, which just aroused her even more.
Putting her hands behind her back, she held onto her forearms in one of the submissive poses she’d learned at Marquis.
Her breasts thrust out in front of her, back arching a little, she kept eye contact with him as she began to turn, holding it for as long as possible before she had to turn her head away.
“Stop.”
Facing directly away from him, her breath hitched in her throat at his command, her movement grinding to a halt.
The fact she couldn’t see him made her hyperaware, her skin tingling.
She could hear his soft breathing in the silence and the padding of his footsteps as he came closer to her, yet she still almost jumped out of her skin when he ran a finger down her spine to the dip between her cheeks.
Rae gulped, her pussy clenching at the soft, almost innocuous glide of his finger, and disappointment surged when he reached her ass and barely touched the crease before pulling away.
“Bend over and touch your toes.”
Oh, fuck.
If she’d been wearing panties, they would have metaphorically hit the floor with that one low command.
She didn’t know why she got off on being bossed around because she sure as hell didn’t like it in any other aspect of her life, but a man who knew what he was doing telling her what to do? Yes, please. And Brian definitely knew what he was doing.
Not for the first time, she regretted that he was a Daddy Dom…
but even if she couldn’t keep him, she could enjoy a night with him.
It wasn’t like she was going to be able to find someone else to bring back to his place, and knowing she was going to be in his villa at the end of the night meant she wasn’t going to feel right about scening with someone in the Dungeon.
Besides, even if it wasn’t smart, she’d rather scene with him than with a stranger.
Rae bent at the waist, vividly aware of how vulnerable the position made her, especially with her feet almost touching the way they were.
It wouldn’t take much to push her off-balance.
She also couldn’t quite touch her toes, and her fingers hung in the air about an inch above them, but she knew Brian wouldn’t care.
Making the attempt and showing she was trying was more important than succeeding.
“Good girl.”
The warmth in his voice as he praised her was just as good as the praise itself, washing over her and making her want to wiggle in happiness. Yeah, the poster child for feminism she was not, at least not in the bedroom.
“Yes, I think we can come to an arrangement.”
“What?” Rae’s mind blanked out, and she heard him chuckle, his hand coming down to rest on her lower back and curving down over her ass.
“For tonight… sweetheart. I’ll be perfectly happy having you in my bed as payment for your stay.”
Oh, right. For a moment, she’d almost forgotten the little game they were playing.
It was hard to concentrate, especially now that his hand was so close to her pussy.
When his fingers stroked through the wet folds, she shuddered, closing her eyes for a moment before they popped open again as she swayed.
It would be a lot easier to hold this position with her legs spread, but she had a feeling that Brian liked her like this—vulnerable and off-balance.
She didn’t hate it, either.
“Let’s talk terms.” His voice changed slightly as he spoke, going from the seductive, deep voice he’d been using to something more business-like. “While you’re sleeping in my bed, you’re mine.”
“Does that go for you, too? Because I’m gonna be pissed if you scene with someone else in the Dungeon, then try to come back here to fuck me, even if you didn’t have sex with them.” She’d rather go sleep on the sand.
“It goes for both of us. Why would I need someone else when I have you here and at my mercy?” To punctuate his question, his fingers thrust into her pussy.
Rae rocked forward, automatically putting her hands on her knees to help her keep her balance as Brian began to move his fingers inside her, as if he was fucking her with them. She whimpered at the sensation, her body throbbing in response to his touch.
She wanted him to touch her all over. Her skin tingled to be touched, stroked, but their only point of contact was his fingers moving in and out of her pussy. It was hot as hell.
“Yes, Sir,” she said, panting for breath and trying to push back against his fingers, seeking more stimulation.
This whole scene was hotter than she’d expected—not that she’d expected a scene, really.
She definitely hadn’t expected him to play along, and once he was, she’d started going forward without really knowing what she was doing or where it was headed.
This was different from how Brian usually scened, too. He wasn’t even trying to be a Daddy Dom right now, and part of her missed it as much as she loved what he was doing. The rest of her was just turned on by the way he’d fully taken charge of the situation and was making demands of her.
“And, obviously, we don’t tell our friends.”
Rae agreed, so that shouldn’t hurt, but hearing him actually say it out loud sent a small pang through her chest. But that was dumb because she felt the same way.
“Yes, Sir.” She shuddered as his other hand cupped her bottom, squeezing the soft flesh, caressing. That little bit of extra touch on her outside, while his fingers stroked her G-spot, made her want to melt into the floor.
“Good girl. Then get on your knees, and you can give me your first payment.”
Holy fuck. Rae’s pussy spasmed around his fingers before he withdrew them. She was so turned on, she wanted to jump him, but that wasn’t what he had asked for. Besides, her knees were all too willing to drop to the floor.
She lifted her head to look up at him as he paced around to her front. His gaze met hers and held it as he lifted the fingers he’d had in her pussy to his lips and sucked them into his mouth to clean. Rae wanted to whimper again.
How the fuck had he managed to get even hotter since their last night together?