14. 14 ADRIAN
14 ADRIAN
Back in the car, Mckenna slumps against my shoulder. Both of us are silent, lost in our thoughts. It feels so good to have her lean against me,
I’m not a lovey-dovey type of guy. But I don’t shy away from my emotions like some kind of macho dude who is afraid of feeling their feelings.
Tonight’s revelations have my mind whirring, lost in a mix of emotions that crash together. They are all vying for attention, but I need to box some of them away. Knowing that my sister was behind keeping me and Mckenna apart makes me want to thump my chest in fury and barge screaming into the woods.
And maybe those revelations should make me inclined to let Mckenna off the hook, but in a weird way, I’m even angrier with her now because I tried to call her. I tried to reach out to her, and she could have returned my calls. Ava hasn’t been around since the collapse of the business when Mckenna moved to Detroit with her mother. She could have reached out to me. My fury calms down as she gives me a small smile and I remember her phone had been turned off. So what? She could have borrowed a phone. Used a carrier pigeon. Sent an email. Why can’t I let her off the hook? Maybe hating her has become a habit. And maybe hating me became a habit for Mckenna.
“Come on, hellion,” I say as I step out of the car and reach for her hand to help her out. “I still have this night with you, and I’m not giving you up.” Technically, I have tomorrow night with her, too, because she has to return to Club Lust on Sunday at midnight.
What happens then? I don’t want to think about it right now.
I have a scene in mind that I want to put her through, but she slumps against me as we approach my front door. “You’re going to rest while I get some things set up. And then I’m going to have my way with you.”
“Fine,” Mckenna grabs my arm. “You don’t hate me?” The hopeful note in her voice tugs at my heart.
“Oh, hellion, I have so much anger rolling through my body that I can’t wait to take it out on your ass. I think I am beyond hate.”
She leans forward as if she’s going to ask me something and I can’t help it. I need to taste her.
My lips crash against hers before I even open the door.
Fuck.
Her taste ricochets in my mouth, through my cells, and I keep kissing her. I kiss her as if I need to feel every inch of her mouth with my tongue. I fist her hair, pulling the strands until she cries out. Her mouth is soft and I can’t get enough of how she tastes. Her taste fills my brain with the pulsating need to possess her. To own her. I kiss her through her gasps.
“Adrian.”
My name out of her lips ignites a spark that rolls down my spine, making me so damn hard. She kisses me with the same fervor, her tongue pressing against the seam of my lips. I take control of the kiss, tilting her head back, her lips part wider and I deepen the kiss.
Her body softens against mine, and her arms come around my back. She lets out another of those little cries. Her eyes are bright.
I break off the kiss, stare into her pretty eyes, and damn, despite everything that has happened, I am so fucking glad she is with me right now.
“Inside,” my voice is low and gravelly, but I don’t want to keep kissing her on the doorstep. I push open the door.
I kick off my shoes and hang up my jacket.
“Turn, let me unzip you. Let’s get this tattered thing off of you.”
“You made it tattered,” Mckenna mumbles.
“Yes, I did. The panties you’re wearing are filled with my cum.” I slide my hands down her hips, glide them over the curve of her ass. Underneath the dress, she is so hot.
Her face turns bright red. “Yes they are.”
“You’re adorable when you’re all embarrassed like this,” I finish unzipping her, strip the dress off of her, and slide the panties off. I’m going to use them in the scene I have planned. I bunch them up and put them in my pocket.
“You’re so pretty, Mckenna.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Her nipples harden with arousal as I drag my eyes over her, slowly taking in the sight of her gorgeous body. Damn, all the years we could have had together and didn’t.
I don’t want that to weigh down this precious time with her, but it’s like a clock in my mind, ticking down, mocking me over what we could have had.
“Do you need anything to eat or drink?”
“No, I’m fine. You made me eat enough at the party.”
“Good. Someone needs to look after you. Why are you so thin?”
Mckenna shrugs one shoulder. “It’s the stress of the last year. We don’t have a lot of money since you destroyed our lives.”
“Mckenna…” I’m not going to apologize for protecting the legacy that I was raised to take the reins of.
But I wish it hadn’t affected her.
“I know MM Industries controlled most of your family assets.” It’s not an apology, but it’s admitting that I knew her family would be financially cut off. That was partly why I did it. And to protect MM Industries from being entangled with criminality, I’d do it again. “How have you been surviving?”
“I’ve taken as many jobs as possible, and my mom’s aunt helped for a while. My mother...”
Mckenna crosses her arms in front of her chest.
“Put your arms behind your back, hellion.”
She bites her lip but obeys me, her chest heaving, her pink tongue licking her lips.
“Good girl. I want to feel these breasts.” I run my hand down her throat, grip her breast in my hand, and squeeze it. She closes her eyes as I tweak her nipple between my fingers. “Your mother?”
“She hasn’t handled it well. My father loved her more than anything. I think she’s mad he left her and left her with nothing. She barely speaks, and she barely eats. I can’t get her to do anything. She literally sits in the living room all day.”
Mckenna’s mother, Liz, is a reserved woman until Davis walks into the room. Come to think of it, she reacted the same way to my parents. It’s like she stored all her affection for the people she loved. I know she loves Mckenna, but she always seemed kind of distant toward her daughter.
“It must be tough to take care of her,” I put a hand on her shoulder, leading her to the living room. I wanted to take care of this woman for the longest time. I wanted to be her protector, but she wouldn’t let me.
“Yes, it is.”
“You don’t have to worry about doing it yourself, Mckenna. I’m here now.”
She gives me a half smile. “I know you’re still mad at me. I know better than to speak to journalists, but the money they gave me helped me pay rent, and I didn’t know what else to do. It felt like nobody from home was talking to me. I didn’t think you’d take my calls.”
“I would have answered that phone so fast.” I guide her to the leather couch in the living room, letting her sit. I pull a throw blanket from the back of the couch around her shoulders.
“I wish it hadn’t happened. I wish I still had our house in Boston. I wish I was a vet.”
“Mckenna, you can do anything you want with the money the auction gives you.”
She leans on the armrest of the couch, stretching. “I had almost forgotten about that.”
“Yeah, about 500k.” I pat her shoulder affectionately. Her green eyes blink at me, and she laughs.
“That’s just another day for you, isn’t it?”
“A good day,” I smirk. “I will come get you when I’m ready. I have questions to ask you, hellion.” I try to put a touch of steel in my voice, but it comes out husky and thick with desire.
“You’re going to have to make me answer them,” her voice catches on the words.
“That’s the plan.” I brush my fingers along her chin and leave her as she snuggles against the arm of the sofa.
I walk down the hall into a spare bedroom I still need to decorate. There is a pile of boxes in the middle of the floor, and I move them to another room.
I pull the drapes closed and grab a spotlight from an outdoor event. I plug it into the room, and it casts the right amount of light, giving the space the desired bright-white-light feel I was going for.
From my office, I drag down a hardback chair with no arms and set it in the middle of the room. Then I collect the toys I need for the scene, reminding me of Mckenna’s hard limit list, where she said yes to electro play. It won’t be anything heavy, but it will be intense all the same.
Sometimes, people don’t know what they know until they’re asked the right questions, and though this is a play interrogation scene, some of the questions are real. I want to believe that Mckenna doesn’t know where her father would have those formulas, but I also know Davis, and if my suspicions are right, there’s no way he wouldn’t have left Mckenna something to find.
It would have been a safety net for her, the only one he could give. Maybe she doesn’t realize where he gave her those formulas, but I’m convinced she has them.
I grab two bottles of water from the small fridge in my office and set them on the side table near the door, along with the toys.
After turning the spotlight on, the overhead light off, I go get my hellion.
She isn’t fully asleep, but she’s stretched out the blanket off her, and I can’t help but run my hand along her smooth leg, letting my fingers dip between her thighs to her pussy.
Her eyes blink open. “Oooh, that feels good.”
“I’m ready for you.” I drag my fingers through her folds before brushing them over her nipples.
Her legs fall open, trying to encourage me. I swat her thigh softly. “If you’re a good girl and answer all of my questions, I will give you an orgasm.”
“And if I’m not?” Her nipples are hard. I can smell her arousal and I can’t wait to make her shatter again.
“I’ll make you sleep on the floor gagged with my cum filled panties you wore all night.”
The way her breath catches at this makes me think she wouldn’t find that as awful as she’s pretending.
“You’re evil.”
“You know it, hellion. Come on.”
She gets up from the couch, and I wrench her arm behind her back and walk her into the spare room.
She stumbles against me.
“No, don’t fight me hellion or it will go worse for you. Sit in the chair, now.”
I let go of her to see if she’ll obey, and she does.
“You’ve been brought here because you’ve been keeping information from me, and I am going to get it out of you. You’re going to answer my questions, or you will face punishment.” I pick up the crop from the table and whack it against my palm. “Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her pulse jumps at the hollow of her throat. My cock is fucking straining with need. All I want to do is fuck her right now.
“If I don’t think you are being truthful, I will punish you.” I pick up the zapper toy and press the button to make the zapper give a short buzz.
Mckenna jumps in the chair. “Ow!”
“Yes, this is a fun little toy,” I chuckle and set it back on the table.
Picking up a length of the rope, I quickly loop it around her arms and tie her arms to the back of the chair. I repeat the pattern on her legs, tying her calves to the chair so her pussy is exposed.
“How does that feel?”
“Like I’m on display.”
“Perfect, that’s just how I want you,” slide my finger into her pussy. “Damn, you’re so wet. Fear is definitely your turn on.”
A red blush creeps up her neck.
“Going to start nice and easy. What’s your full name?” I keep my fingers in her folds, sliding them in and out, until she moans. “Oh, you’re not coming yet.” I remove my fingers and wipe them off on her neck.
“Oooh! What was the question again?” Her tone is so thick with desire.
From the table, I grab the crop and hit it against my leg for effect. “What is your full name?” I strike the crop against her hardened nipple.
She yelps. “Mckenna Brianne Moran!”
Turning my back to her, so I can hide my grin, I set the crop down and pick up the zapper.
With a flick of my wrist, I set the zapper on her arm and pushed the button. She jumps as it shocks her, the chair wobbling.
“Ow!”
“I told you to be truthful.” I rub my finger over the sting of the shock.
She glares at me. “That is my middle name!”
“Your father always called you Mckenna Rose.”
“That’s a nickname. My mom didn’t want to name me after a flower. It’s not my legal name!” Her eyes flash with the indignation that I love so much. I rub my finger along her lips, dipping into her mouth.
“It’s true!” She says around my finger.
“All right, I’ll accept it. My father calls Ava his pearl, so I get it.”
“Good,” Mckenna raises her chin, as if she’s won. I brush my hand through her hair, giving it a little tug. “When did you lose your virginity?”
“I was sixteen.”
This time, I thrust out the zapper on her upper thigh.
“Hey! I’m being truthful.”
“Yeah, but I hate that you lost it so young, and I wasn’t the one to take it.”
She’s so wet, I can see her pussy glisten.
“Who was it with?”
“Doesn’t matter,” Mckenna mumbles.
I flick out the crop, catching her on the inner thigh, with two heavy strikes. “I asked you a question, hellion.”
“Ow! Okay, it was with Glenn.”
“No.” I crouch in front of her, taking her chin in my fingers. “Let me make sure I have this right. My best friend took your virginity.”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t think I can take any more of this.” I rub her thigh, and my fingers sink into her pussy. I play with her labia, stretching her open. She wiggles on the seat.
“I must make his life hell.”
“I didn’t think you wanted me.” Her voice is very small.
I tense. “There wasn’t a moment I didn’t want you, Mckenna.” If we do the math, that makes me sound like some old pervert, but I don’t care. “Do you like this game we’re playing?”
“No. Yes,” she shakes her head.
“What is it?” I hold the zapper above her arm, raising an eyebrow.
“Both. I’m anxious about the questions you’re going to ask me.”
“Did you ever steal from MM Industries’ labs?”
“No.”
“Good girl.” I rub her clit in reward.
She moans, closing her eyes, tilting her head back. “Oh! Don’t stop!”
“I don’t think you’ve earned it yet.” I withdraw my touch.
“Ugh!” Mckenna’s whole body trembles as I clean my finger by dragging it under her breasts.
“Did you ever steal from the office of MM Industries?” I stand and hide my smile because I know the answer.
“Yes. Candy from your dad’s desk when he wasn’t looking.” I hear the laughter in her tone and smile.
My father has a fondness for sweets, and everyone knew it. We’d get in trouble when we raided his drawer.
“Open.” I take the cum filled, worn panties with the built-in vibrator from my pocket and stuff them in her mouth.
“No! Oh, God!” She squirms side to side on the chair.
“Yes, Mckenna. Open that pretty mouth.” Her lips close around them, her nipples tighten to hard points and I flick her right one. She whimpers.
“Good girl. I like that you are following directions. I’ll reward you.”
I circle her clit, and she gasps, her eyes glaring at me. “Your pussy is like fucking lava, Mckenna.” I push two fingers into her pussy, curling them upwards against her walls.
She mutters around the fabric in her mouth.
Her eyes blaze with desire so bright it burns me, making me want to give her the pain she enjoys so much. I grab her breast and squeeze it, until she moans around the fabric in her mouth, a low sound that makes the blood rush to my cock.
“Do you like this kind of treatment?”
She shakes her head so hard that the chair rocks forward.
“Somehow, I don’t believe you.” I wipe my hand on her thigh, stand, and walk around her in a slow circle. “What else can I ask you while your mouth is stuffed?” I place my hands on her shoulders, staring into her bright eyes from above. “Hmm. How many times do you masturbate a week?”
Mckenna’s muffled laugh makes me grin.
I remove my hands from her and walk around the chair. “Have you ever cheated on any of your exams?”
I glance over my shoulder at her to see her shake her head furiously. “Of course you wouldn’t. How long has Ava been threatening you?”
Mckenna whimpers.
I wish she had her hands free to raise her fingers because I suddenly want to know the answer to that question.
I stride over to the chair and remove the panties from her mouth. “I want to know.” I toss the panties across the room.
Mckenna licks her lips, her eyes downcast. Grabbing the bottle of water, I hold it to her lips, she sips the water.
“Answer me.”
“Oh…”
I rub her head gently. “Tell me, Mckenna.”
“She’s always been like that. It just got worse as we got older, and then when she picked up on you wanting to be around me, she just upped the defense. I think I was thirteen the first time she messed with my riding tack. Your mom didn’t admit it was Ava, but I think she knew.”
“What did she do?”
“On that occasion? She switched out the girths to a smaller one. I had my mare all ready to go but had to wait, and then I was late for our lesson.”
“Did you tell your mother?”
“You know my mom. She doesn’t do conflict.”
That’s true, and I wish my mother had said something to my father, though she might not have. Dad tends to look the other way when it comes to Ava.
“What was the last present your father gave to you?”
Silence stretches out, and I’m afraid she won’t answer. I turn and see her blinking back tears furiously.
“Answer me.” It’s mean, but I zap her on her inner thigh, close to her pussy, because I want her to focus on me. I need to bring her back from talking about our past to this moment.
“Ow!” she whispers, but she’s making a little panting noise that tells me she didn’t mind it that much at all.
“Mckenna, answer me!” I push my finger into the red mark the zapper left.
She gasps, tears spring to her eyes. “It was a gold chain with a rose dangling on it.”
“Good girl. Did he ever give you any passwords?”
“My father?” Mckenna barks out a laugh.
“I know he was bad at remembering passwords, so I thought maybe he’d give them to you.”
“He would have to remember them. No, he never gave me anything like that.”
“Are you sure?” I flick the crop on her left inner thigh. She jerks forward.
“Yes! Ow. I don’t know anything!”
“I’ll be the judge of that.” I flick the crop against her, watching as a red welt appears on her delicate skin. My balls are so tight, I swear I’m going to explode in my pants.
I flick the crop. Her in drawn breath is delicious, as I bring it down on her inner thigh, then her other. She flinches at every thwack of the crop as I swing it right, left, right, left on her inner thighs.
“Do you know where his personal laptop went? We never found it in the lab or offices.”
“No!” Mckenna is half sobbing.
“Do you think you’ve been a good girl?” I hold the zapper right along her bare pussy. She bites her lip and shakes her head back and forth.
“Please, zap me there.”
“Where?”
“On my labia, on my clit,” she whimpers.
“Do you think I will?”
“You might.”
“What do you want there, then, hellion?”
Her green, hazy eyes meet mine. “Your cock.”
I throw my wrist out and press the button, the zapper right on her clit.
She bounces forward and screams.
“Who do you belong to, hellion?” I toss the zapper away and press down on her shoulders, digging into her skin. There is only one answer I want to hear.
“You!” Tears are leaking down her face. I wipe them away with my thumb.
“Not only is my cock going in your pussy, it’s going in your mouth and in your ass. I haven’t forgotten how your holes feel when I fill them. Is this what you want?” I grab her hair in my fist, give it a good pull.
“Yes, Sir! Ow!”
“Good girl.”