Chapter 14 Noelle
NOELLE
I’d experienced a moment of absolute terror when Rafe first walked me out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
The escalation of fear eased into something else, something that made me weak in the knees.
My ass burned from Rafe’s belt, and I’d never been more turned on in my life.
He inserted another finger and thrust them deep into my pussy.
The sounds he ripped out of my mouth were full of desire. I gripped the edges of the desk until my fingers numbed.
“Please.” I had no idea what I was begging for other than release from the sexual torment his deviance heightened.
My “punishment” could have been death.
People had been killed for less.
But I’d known soon after he told me to strip that my punishment would be sexual.
Truthfully, I’d been excited by the prospect from the moment he removed the belt.
It had taken more skill than I thought I possessed to hide my wire and remove it as I stripped.
Rafe removed his fingers and slid them down the seam of my ass, where he pressed his thumb into my back hole. “You’re finally behaving. That’s good.”
I listened to his decadent voice through my harsh inhales.
Every touch was a surprise and a delight.
I never knew whether he’d spank me or fuck me, and the thrill of not knowing almost allowed me to forget that my colleagues might be listening on the other end of the wire.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment even as I made a needy sound and rocked my hips onto Rafe’s thumb.
Why should I be embarrassed that I was doing whatever it took to gain Rafe’s trust?
No one else had gotten this close.
A callused hand ran the length of my back, and Rafe gripped my neck in what would have been a chokehold if I’d been on my back.
His fingers dug into my skin, and I relished the feel of his broody, menacing persona.
This was the real Rafe.
I’d sensed a darkness in him from the beginning, but I’d thought he hid a drug smuggling ring, not an Alpha-male dominance that demanded submission in the bedroom.
“I’ll do whatever you want.” I played the role because it was necessary, but a part of me relished seeing this side of the authoritative leader.
My knees went weak when he replaced his thumb with the head of his cock.
He entered my ass just far enough to make it burn, and when I locked up from the flash of pain, he soothed and teased me with his fingers on my clit.
“Yes, you will.” He pushed deeper, using his cock and his fingers to drive me toward the edge of oblivion. “You will take anything I give you, wherever I give it to you. If I want to fuck your ass, then I’m going to take it. Say thank you.”
He pinched my clit, and when I gasped with the burst of pleasure, he fully seated his cock in my ass.
Damn.
The sheer thick length of him was unlike anything I’d ever felt.
He was more aroused than any other time we’d fucked.
“Thank you, Rafe.” I practically sobbed my pleasure when he began to move.
His strokes were slow and contained, his entire length working my ass and sending me spiraling out of control. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to come. Please, Rafe. May I come?”
He withdrew from my ass and knotted a hand in my hair.
The feral growl in his voice rippled down my spine. “Not yet.”
He pulled hard enough to make tears prick my eyes, but the pain only spiked my pleasure.
Before I could take a breath, he thrust his cock into my pussy.
I went wild against him, pumping my hips and trying to stroke him.
A drawer opened, the metallic screech loud in our silence.
“Stop moving.” He slapped my ass with his free hand, shocking me into stillness. “We’re almost done. You’ve almost learned your lesson. But I have one more thing for you.” A rustling sound mingled with my harsh breaths, then something hard pressed into my ass.
It didn’t fill me as much as his cock had, but the combined pressure when he rubbed his cock in my pussy set off fireworks in my veins.
His hand skated over my hip and between my legs, and he guided a small vibrator over my clit.
“Holy fucking hell.” I screamed, unable to do anything else as the combined efforts of his cock, the anal plug, and the vibrator worked my body into a state of euphoria.
He manipulated each one in a way that drove me to the edge, and as soon as I reached the peak, he backed off. “What are you doing to me?” I sobbed from the sheer bliss he created.
Rafe backed his cock all the way out, then slammed it into me.
The motion drove the anal plug hard into my ass and he ratcheted up the vibrator to another level. “This is called edging. You ride the peak of your orgasm over and over again. But you do not fall until I allow it.”
He tugged on my hair again, cranking my neck so my head lifted off the desk. “And when you come, it will be with me inside you. Nothing else. You do not come to some mechanical plaything. Understood?”
I nodded, too blissed out to respond.
“Do. You. Understand?” He punctuated each word with a hard thrust.
“Yes.” I screamed again. Fuck the detectives listening on the other end. Fuck all of them. This was worth it. I took a breath. “I understand.” Biting my lip, I tried to stop the orgasm threatening to shred me to pieces.
Rafe once again withdrew his cock.
Grinning at me, he manipulated the anal plug and vibrator in tandem, causing my entire body to shake.
“You’re so beautiful, Noelle.”
He leaned over me and growled into my ear. “If you’re good, I’ll give you more. How would you like to be chained up? To have all three of us worship your body while you are incapable of doing anything? Would you like that?”
He cupped my pussy as it spasmed and a low, dark chuckle vibrated from his chest to my spine.
“Yes. I would like that.” I’d fucking love it based on my reactions today. “Chain me up, Rafe. Make me your sex toy. I’ll suck your cock and let all of you fuck my ass all day.”
He nibbled my earlobe and removed the anal plug and vibrator.
Without a word, he sank balls deep in my pussy.
His movements were rabid, almost unhinged.
He fucked me hard and fast, with enough force to scoot the desk forward as he pounded into me.
I cried out and lifted onto my tiptoes to give him a better angle.
Our breaths ground out together, the rhythmic slapping of flesh heightening my awareness of our bodies as they came together.
He rode me with a fury unlike anything I’d seen from him up to this point.
His free hand cracked against my ass hard enough to leave a mark. “Come for me, Noelle. Now.”
He slapped my ass again. “Right fucking now or so help me, I will take away my cock and you’ll never feel it again.”
Damn him for being so stubborn about getting his own damned way.
Fuck me for loving the way he commanded my body.
I came so hard my vision blacked out.
Every muscle in my body tightened, and my pussy contracted in a series of shudders that milked his cock, drawing him deeper and encouraging him to follow me over the edge.
His tough guy reputation never led me to believe he could be like this.
Satisfaction twisted his features, and he continued to thrust into me.
Realization dawned.
He’d not come yet.
He was punishing me with his lack of release and taking advantage of my body’s ability to tumble over the edge again and again.
His palm met my stinging ass one last time, then he hooked an arm around my knee and lifted it onto the desk.
The move opened me up for even deeper thrusts, and he took advantage of every millimeter available to him.
His cock swelled again, growing so wide, I felt every ridge of vein and the thick, bulbous head tunneling so deep in my pussy, I felt it in my navel.
He released my hair and grabbed my other leg.
Without missing a stroke, he pushed my knee onto the table and held me open with his hands on my thighs.
His back arched, and his head fell back. “That’s it. That’s my sweet angel. Take my cock. Stroke it hard.”
I didn’t have much leverage to move, but I used what I could to meet his thrusts.
His balls clapped against my clit, and the added jolt sent me over the edge a second time.
Rafe followed.
His cock spasmed and heaved inside me as he slammed home and began a series of micro-thrusts as he emptied inside me.
A shudder rippled across his shoulders.
I blinked to clear my vision, uncertain of the expression on his face.
It took a second for me to recognize it as bliss.
No sooner had I figured it out than it disappeared.
Rafe pulled out of me and took a step back. “Stand up.”
I didn’t dare deny him.
Even if I fell on my face because my legs refused to hold me up, I’d give it one hell of a try.
I rolled off the desk and stood.
My body quivered.
Satisfied but curious about what might happen next, I raised my chin to meet his heated gaze.
His lips slammed over mine in a hard, demanding kiss.
My body heated instantly, my pussy clenching in hopes of another orgasm.
Rafe swept a tongue into my mouth and dragged me flush against his chest with both hands around my waist.
He worked one hand into my hair and held the back of my head.
The other dropped to my ass, and he squeezed and released several times as his tongue stroked mine.
He broke off the sizzling kiss, his chest rising and falling in a deep breath. “Clean yourself up. You can come back to the table when you’re ready to behave.”
He dressed and stepped out before I’d gathered enough of my wits to even pick up my clothes.
I opened my mouth to call him back, only to realize he’d left me alone in his office.
I could take my time cleaning up and putting my clothes back on.
He wouldn’t expect me back anytime soon.
Or would he?
Was this a test of my loyalty?
I lingered in the middle of his office, then stalked over to the desk and checked the drawers.
Locked.
All but one.
I tugged the drawer open and blinked, my mouth falling open.
Sex toys.
The entire drawer was stuffed full of women’s sex toys.
Some I recognized and some were so foreign, I had no idea what they were meant for… but I wanted to find out.
I closed the drawer, grabbed my clothes, and retreated to the bathroom to wash up and change.
The wire was tangled up in my sweater.
I checked it, part of me hoping it had gone dead during my time with Rafe.
No such luck.
Sighing, I took care of myself.
Every other time we’d had sex, they’d taken care of me afterward.
I wasn’t exactly surprised that Rafe had left me to do it myself.
It was part of the callous, uncaring persona he’d built.
But was it real?
He hadn’t hurt me.
He’d given me more pleasure than I’d ever known.
I couldn’t be angry about that, even if I’d face the ridicule of my entire department when I returned.
Anger at the way they’d treated me through the years spiraled up hot and fast.
I knotted the wire up in my hand and shoved it behind the pipe beneath the sink.
I leaned in close to the microphone.
“Fuck you.” Fuck all of them for making me feel insignificant and not good enough.
Ash, Bishop, and Rafe were ten times the men my coworkers were, and I planned to prove it.