The Braille Club Undone (The Braille Club #3)

by J. A. Kerr

  Guy

  Guy’s initial relief that Anna was okay was soon lost as her hips pumped up and down. God, he’d missed this; her fierceness and insatiable appetite. When she had climaxed she carried on until his own release followed. Panting, he saw Anna lift her head and gaze at him. A thrill of pure lust shot through him. Her hair was wild to match her eyes. Her perfect breasts bore the marks of their earlier session. Marks that made him harden when he looked at them. It had been explosive and Anna had lost consciousness. Guy had quickly untied the ropes and carried her to the adjoining hotel room. He’d been terrified at first but could see she was breathing normally. After several minutes she came round. Her eyes glazed and her speech slurred.

  Worry surged through him. He’d read of reactions similar to Anna’s. After he’d applied antiseptic ointment to her skin to soothe the irritation, he wrapped her in his arms and held her close. She was asleep in minutes. Guy held her as his mind replayed the evening’s events. Anna had pushed him to the brink. This time, though, he was ready. He knew in order for them to have a future he must subdue Anna’s darker desires. Take control. Anger and fear at losing her had made him try Kinbaku. He’d only practised on himself. Witnessing the scene at the BDSM club told him he had much to learn...but not from them, he thought ruefully. He would seek a private teacher. There was so much more he wanted to do. The body must be supported. He saw how important that was now. The slings they had used at the ‘BDSM scene’ made perfect sense to him now.

  He hadn’t known he would do it. Some inner desire made him lift the rope and instinct took over. Guy had been apprehensive at first but Anna’s reaction had been intoxicating. Being in control was a massive turn on. Guy had been stunned by the session. Anna lifted herself up and he groaned at the loss of contact. He was still hard and his erection throbbed hotly as he watched her turn around. She looked back at him.

  “Lick me,” she commanded.

  Guy moved quickly. Pushing her head down, he thrust his tongue inside her. He tasted himself and heard Anna gasp in appreciation. She ground herself against his mouth and was soon convulsing with pleasure. Judging the time perfectly, he slipped deep inside her hot wet core and pumped furiously, feeling alive. As they both reached their climax together he held her tightly and whispered, “I love you, Anna.” She stiffened in his arms. Guy cursed his lack of control until he heard her quiet, “I love you too, Guy Walker.” Bound together, he kissed and hugged her close. Her ringing phone shattered the moment.

  “Leave it,” he murmured.

  Anna smiled but ignored his advice. She left him to answer the phone. Within seconds she was in full lawyer mode. He tensed when he heard it was Si Lawrence but as the phone call progressed he felt sorry for him. Anna’s voice and demeanour was cold. When she abruptly hung up he sat up.

  “What was that about?”

  “That smug bastard Simon Lawrence has got his comeuppance,” said Anna gleefully.

  Guy frowned. Anna wasn’t one to gossip about her clients. “What do you mean?” he asked.

  “Google him,” said Anna with a wicked look in her eyes.

  Guy did and was stunned to see the breaking news. The video captured the real Simon Lawrence, in his opinion.

  “Right, I suppose I’d better save the little shit’s arse,” she said in a matter-of-fact voice.

  Guy gazed at the woman he loved in awe. Naked and animated she paced around room making things happen, barking commands and issuing orders. She had never looked as beautiful although the marks on her skin were already fading. Guy knew he should work but, for once, with Benedict covering, he didn’t care. Throwing caution to the wind he picked up the phone and ordered them room service. They ate hungrily. Guy was disappointed to see Anna was now wearing a robe.

  “I preferred your earlier look,” he teased.

  She smiled happily. “Easy tiger, let me get this finished before we get naked again.”

  He laughed, knowing full well she was serious. She put her fingers to her lips as she pushed the call button on her mobile.

  “Mr Lawrence?” he heard her say. Her confident voice faltered and Guy could tell at once something was wrong. She turned away from him and Guy could hear genuine concern in her tone. She ended the call.

  Anna

  “What now?” he asked.

  “Let me do this first,” said Anna, tapping at her phone. “Done.” She sighed. “Tess Lawrence is in the hospital.”

  “Why?” asked Guy, confused.

  “She’s pregnant and there’s something wrong,” said Anna. “Simon Lawrence wasn’t making a lot of sense. He sounded really upset.”

  “Pregnant,” said Guy astonished.

  “Yes,” said Anna, annoyed Guy had jumped to the same conclusion as her. Poor Tess, she thought.

  “Right,” said Guy warily. “Is everything okay?”

  “I don’t know,” she replied truthfully, but her earlier good mood was spoiled.

  “Come here,” said Guy affectionately. “Why do I feel you’re not telling me everything?”

  “You and your copper’s nose,” said Anna.

  “I’m right, though, Anna. There’s more to this...than you’re saying,” he said suspiciously.

  Anna’s guilt must be written all over her face, she thought ruefully. There was no way she would ever divulge what transpired between herself and Tess. She knew Guy would be horrified. He would see it as unprofessional and downright nasty. He would be right on both counts but then again, he hadn’t listened to Tess’s story. Anna shuddered at the memory. Simon Lawrence was an utter bastard, but Guy would argue two wrongs did not make a right. Only time would tell. What happened between Tess and her husband was no longer Anna’s concern. She’d acted in Tess’s best interest. Of course she was saddened by the news she was unwell, but hoped with all her heart that things worked out.

  “Anna, what are you keeping from me?” Guy persisted.

  Anna did the only thing she could think of to stop his questions. She untied her robe. Finally, they were both sated. The day had slipped away but they were in no hurry to leave the room. Guy ordered again from room service.

  Over food they at last spoke of their relationship.

  “Guy, I think after everything we need to be more honest with each other,” said Anna thoughtfully.

  “Yes,” said Guy.

  She took a deep breath. “I am in love with you, but I’m apprehensive. Our relationship is hardly conventional.”

  “Let’s move in together,” said Guy seriously.

  Anna snorted. “What difference will that make when you spend all your time here?”

  “Not exactly the response I was looking for,” said Guy, frowning.

  “Guy, you must learn to put your professional work into context.”

  “I’m not the only one to blame here,” said Guy defensively.

  Anna sighed. “I will not compete with your work anymore, Guy. We either have a normal relationship and I see you or it’s the end of the road...”

  An incoming text interrupted her. Anna looked at her phone quickly.

  “Oh, thank goodness,” she breathed. “That’s Tess saying the baby is okay. She had a ruptured cyst but it’s better now.”

  “Great,” Guy said sarcastically, “I don’t see you putting me before your work.” He looked pointedly at her mobile. “Anna, you know as well as I do, my job isn’t nine to five. Why are you interested in this Tess? She’s not your client.”

  “Yes, you’re right, but she is a friend,” said Anna stiffly.

  “Since when?” asked Guy

  “If you were around more you’d know the answer to that question,” snapped Anna. “If we are to have a future...you need to change. I’m not unreasonable, Guy. If something urgent comes up and you have to work then I’ll understand.”

  “Sorry,” Guy muttered, running his hand through his hair. “I’m glad the baby is okay…what about my offer?” asked Guy.

  “Move in with me,” said Anna quickly. “I�
��m based closer to the club.” She shot him a quizzical look.

  “Is your place big enough?”

  “Perfect for two and if we get on...you can rent your flat,” said Anna smoothly.

  Guy didn’t answer at first. He looked deep in thought.

  “Well?” asked Anna anxiously.

  This time it was a ringing from Guy’s mobile that interrupted them. Guy frowned.

  “I thought my mobile was on silent.” He moved off his chair and lifted his screen.

  “Fuck,” he exclaimed.

  “What?” asked Anna.

  Guy was pulling on his clothes.

  “What is it?” she asked alarmed.

  “It’s Siena.”

  “Why are you leaving? She does have a husband.”

  “Anna,” said Guy sharply.

  “This is not your concern,” said Anna unreasonably. She watched him punch in a number as he pulled on his shoes.

  “I saw the alarm, is there a problem?” He continued to dress as he listened.

  “Okay, I’m on my way. Stay calm. I’m coming now,” said Guy grimly.

  “Guy, tell me what it is?” she pleaded.

  “I’ve got to go,” he said.

  “Guy, if you walk out this room...” Anna paused as the door slammed.

  Chapter 51

  The Braille Club Undone

  The Braille Club, London. Two Years On. The Swingers Zone Trial. Guy stood back from the two way glass. He saw them enter. Her hair had changed, the heavy extensions gone as were the false eye lashes but her curves had not. Guy stood mesmerised as she took off her sensory suit.

  Siena

  Siena’s weekend started like any other with the twins jumping all over their bed. Their blonde curls flying up and down and their faces pink with excitement. Benedict bounced Leo on his knee while Reeva impatiently waited her turn. A full scale argument erupted as Reeva pushed her brother off and he howled in protest. At three, they were both getting too big for this activity but Benedict was putty in his children’s hands. Siena padded downstairs and was surprised not to see Tilly. Tilly was Lizzie’s cat. She was adamant when she agreed to move in; they came as a package. Obviously the twins were thrilled. Lizzie had tried to keep Tilly out of the main house but the cat had other ideas. Siena had got used to Tilly in her home. She was affectionate and good company when Siena was alone in the house. Lizzie joked that Tilly was more at home with Siena than her, but today the cat was nowhere to be seen. Maybe she was in Lizzie’s room sleeping.

  Siena had a full day planned including lunch and a visit to the zoo. Lizzie was babysitting for them later, but was off during the day. Benedict would have lunch with them at Harrison’s. He must make a decision on the new manager. Guy had given his input but ultimately the decision rested with Benedict. He was impressed with all the candidates. Guy had held Harrison’s together for too long and Benedict wanted to change that. They would take the successful candidate for dinner that evening. Returning to the bedroom she saw Benedict pull the warring twins apart and proceed to tickle them. Shrieks of laughter filled the room as Siena slipped into the shower. Reeva was terrible for sneaking into the shower to join her. Waiting till Siena closed her eyes; she’d walk in, drenching her pyjamas and making Siena sigh in exasperation, but not today. Siena could still hear Reeva laughing, and smiled. They were having lunch at the club’s private dining. This was a more family friendly environment. Siena was well aware of how annoying crying children were. She had no desire to inflict her twins, often unruly and noisy, on other people. The private dining had been an inspired idea. She took her time in the shower knowing the twins were happy and with their father. Entering the room again, Siena could see how distracted Benedict was. Reeva was in Siena’s make-up bag.

  “Reeva,” said Siena sharply. She watched her daughter drop the lipstick guilty.

  Benedict gave her a rueful smile before scooping her up. “Reeva, those are mummy’s things and they are yuk,” he said solemnly.

  “Yuk,” she agreed happily.

  “You have your own things. They are better.”

  Reeva’s face puckered as her gaze went back to the make-up bag. She didn’t look convinced. Siena crossed the room and lifted the bag out of harm’s way.

  “Come on, sweetie. Let’s get dressed,” she said, taking her daughter’s hand.

  “Can you dress Leo or do you need to go?” she asked Benedict.

  “I...” He looked at his watch. “Is that the time?” he said in alarm.

  “Go,” said Siena. “I’ll get the twins ready and we’ll see you at the club.”

  He flashed her a grateful smile and hurried to get dressed.

  Siena had arranged to meet her parents at the zoo. There was no question of going alone. She needed at least six sets of eyes on her children at all times. They were a real handful but her parents loved it.

  Finally, after several tantrums the twins were dressed. As Siena took them downstairs she automatically looked for Tilly; strange...still no sign of her. She picked up her mobile. Should she call Lizzie? No, she didn’t like to disturb her on her day off. Tilly was probably out and about, oblivious to either Siena’s or Lizzie’s concerns. The twins were getting hungry. An early lunch then nap in the car on route to the zoo would give Siena some peace with her parents. They had done the routine before. Siena would park her car with the sleeping twins next to her parents and then hop out and chat over a thermos of coffee. She was looking forward to seeing them.

  Arriving at Harrison’s, she was relieved to see Benedict waiting in the car park. They went straight to the private dining. The twins were whisked there at such a pace they were stunned into silence. She smiled as they entered. Grace had done a great job. A ball park, slides and large television were, in Siena’s opinion, a parent’s friend. Letting the twins down, they shrieked in delight.

  Benedict smiled. “We should think about being more family orientated in the club.”

  “No, I don’t think that would work here,” said Siena thoughtfully, “but you’re right. There must be a lot of parents out there interested in what we offer. A different location might work.”

  Benedict looked at her. “Maybe something in the country?”

  “Yeah, like a country club alternative to what we have here,” said Siena eagerly.

  Benedict smiled. “Something for the future but right now, let’s eat lunch.”

  Siena nodded but the idea had got her excited. She could visualise what they needed but was there a demand? That was the question. Could she find out? As her mind reeled with possibilities their food arrived. Siena knew the twins would resist coming to the table but they were hungry. Finger food was the compromise. She took the plates to where they were playing. Reeva’s eyes lit up at once. She promptly sat down with her hands outstretched for the plate. Leo was still busy on the slide but he’d eat soon enough. Reeva had a way with her brother. When Leo noticed Reeva doing something, he would often follow and today was no different. Siena left them with their food and beakers to return to her own lunch.

  “I think somewhere in the countryside would work,” she said.

  Benedict frowned. “Siena, remember what the doctors said about stress. I like the idea but it’s something for the future.”

  “There’s no harm in looking,” she grinned. “Benedict, think about it. We could have tennis courts and an outdoor pool. Stables even, if the property was big enough.”

  “Eat your lunch,” Benedict urged, “while the twins are occupied.”

  Siena was not so easily derailed but paused as she placed the piece of fish in her mouth. The favours were so sublime, she moaned. Benedict was a fast eater and cleared his plate. Siena was not far behind him.

  “That was so good,” she breathed.

  “Fantastic,” Benedict agreed. “Are you all set for dinner tonight?”

  “Yes, after the zoo my folks are coming back for coffee and cookies. They’ll give me a lift to the club.”

  “Ask them to
join us,” said Benedict.

  Siena laughed. “Hold on, I’ll call them. You know my dad loves the club. He would be interested in investing if we did another.” She gave them a quick call. “They send their regrets,” she told Benedict, “but they are going to a show tonight.”

  “Another time,” said Benedict, easily. “I hear what you’re saying about a new club, but today I must decide on the best candidate for this club.”

  “Go with your gut,” said Siena. Benedict nodded, lost in thought. She’d been sorry to miss the process but it had happened so quickly, and between them, Guy and Benedict had handled it. She could see Guy needed support and was completely on board with the manager. Benedict’s decision would give Guy some time off. Like today, he wasn’t working. Siena missed seeing him when they arrived. Guy was almost an institution himself. She wondered if his girlfriend, Anna, was behind his desire to pull back from the club. Siena wasn’t sure about Anna as a person but was certain she was a good lawyer. She had been outstanding for Niven. She never stopped gushing about Anna, in fact. However, Siena remained reserved about her.

  “I’m giving the position to Sasha.”

  “Oh,” said Siena surprised. Benedict had not indicated Sasha as his favourite; quite the opposite.

  “You disagree?” asked Benedict.

  “I want to,” said Siena. “But only because she’s so darn pretty,” she said ruefully.

  Benedict’s look of surprise made her giggle. “Pretty,” he frowned.

  “Yes,” she said as if speaking to a child. “You didn’t notice how beautiful she was?”

  “No,” said Benedict guiltlessly. “I was more interested in her skill set. She will be perfect for the job.”

  “Is she bringing her husband this evening?”

  Again Benedict frowned. “I’m not employing her husband, Siena, why would I invite him?”