by M. G. Morgan
“Carrie, what are you talking about? What woman?” I watched as realisation finally fell across his face. “God no, Carrie, you have it completely wrong. She is not mine, nor do I want her. She belongs to one of my friends. I wanted to introduce you to her. Carrie, I have you. I don’t want anyone else.”
David crawled across the bed and stood in front of me. Relief washed through me. He didn’t want her. He wanted me.
“I have so much to show you, to share with you.” David brushed his hand across my cheek and I shivered. I knew what those hands could do. I pushed my face in against his hand and he took this as his invitation. He pulled my body against his and crushed me against his chest. He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me softly. It was almost chaste. His lips massaged against mine until he slowly parted them. He nipped and licked at my lips, slowly drawing me in.
When he deepened the kiss I melted against him. His arms tightened around my body as he lifted me gently off the floor.
I broke from the kiss. “Not here... Not after...”
David smiled and swept me up into his arms. I squealed as he held me in his tight grip. I wasn’t a waif, this had to be killing him.
“I can walk. I’m fine.” I squeaked the words out as he carried me to the front door of my apartment.
“I’m aware you can walk. You do it beautifully in those high heels of yours. I’ve often watched you totter around the office. It gave me plenty to think about.” Upon reaching the front door David stepped outside and swung me up and over his shoulder. I shrieked and clamped my hand across my mouth. The last thing I wanted to do was bring my neighbours out to their doors to watch my predicament.
“David, put me down!”
“Nope.” I could hear the smile in his voice as he pulled the door shut after us and then started down the stairs. “I’ve always wanted to sweep you over my shoulder and drag you off to my cave. Although in my head you always struggled more.” The hand that he had clamped across my legs slid slowly upwards until he was caressing my ass. I squirmed as he pinched my ass. As much as I was afraid of being over his shoulder I was also extremely turned on. Each step he took vibrated up through my body. The corset shifted across my torso slowly slipping down and exposing more of my breasts.
By the time we had reached the bottom step both breasts had escaped completely and were jiggling in my grip. David’s pace increased as he left the apartment building and approached the black car that was pulled up at the curb. The driver opened the door as David slid me back down into his arms.
I did my best to cover my exposed breasts. I caught sight of the driver eyeing exposed flesh and colour quickly suffused my cheeks.
“David, I...” The words were quickly cut off as he bundled me into the back of the large car and crawled in after me.
“If I had thought you would escape from your corset I’d have carried you sooner.” A wicked gleam lit up his eyes as he moved over me and pulled my hands away. He pushed my leather skirt up to my thighs before he gripped me tightly around the waist and pulled me onto his lap.
Arousal trickled down out of my slit as he settled me across his lap. Straddled across him I knew I would destroy his suit as my wetness coated my thighs. I moved with him as he tugged me forwards and took one swollen nipple into his mouth.
I closed my eyes and let my head fall back as he rolled the engorged nub between his teeth. His tongue flickered across the surface. Each time it rolled across the surface sparks of pleasure flared down through my body, making me wetter. David used his hands to press and squeeze my breasts. I wanted him in a way I had never wanted any other man before.
His hands snaked up over my shoulders and tangled in my long brown hair. Tugging my head down to his he crushed his lips against mine. The kiss stole my breath. His tongue invading my mouth reminded me of the passionate way he fucked me.
The car rolled to a stop and David moved me from his lap. He climbed out first and then helped me to the edge of the curb where he swept me once more into his arms.
“I can walk...”
“You’ve said that already. But you don’t have any shoes on... What happened to them?”
Realising he was right I shrugged and kissed him hard. He staggered for a moment as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him hard. When we pulled apart I wasn’t the only one whose breathing was ragged.
“It’s a long story that I’ll tell you later...” I whispered the words against his lips as he held me tightly. David growled quietly and moved quickly to the door of his apartment building. I cringed as we entered the foyer and the doorman shot me a look of disbelief.
Crossing my arms over my chest I did my best to conceal what had escaped. David merely gave the man a tight lipped smile and headed straight for the lift. Even though we had already had sex I was still nervous. This felt different, somehow more intimate than before. My emotions swirled within me. I wanted David but something within me needed more. I didn’t just want him to want me sexually but emotionally too. I shook my head in an attempt to push my thoughts out of my head as we exited the lift outside his apartment door.
I closed my eyes as he unlocked the door and brought me inside. When I opened my eyes once again and looked at my surroundings I gasped. His apartment appeared to be at least three times the size of mine. He dropped his keys on the black marble table that stood in the hall before slowly letting me slide down the front of his body until my feet touched the floor.
He took me by the hand and led me silently down the hall to the bedroom. When he opened the door and flicked on the light he didn’t give me a chance to drink in my surroundings. Instead he swept me up in his arms and kissed me hard. I pressed my body tightly against his as he backed me slowly up against the king size bed.
I stumbled as my calves hit the edge of the bed. He pushed me down and crawled over me quickly.
“Don’t you need to untie the corset?” I asked as he knelt over my body.
“No.” The deep lust-filled tone that had crept into his voice made me tremble. Without getting off me he reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a large pair of scissors. The blades glinted in the light and nerves fluttered in my tummy. Pinned beneath him I couldn’t escape and I began to panic.
He pressed the cool metal against my skin and I shivered in fear.
“Carrie, I won’t hurt you. I promise. Do you trust me?”
I stared up into his deep blue eyes. He seemed so earnest and I knew he would not hurt me. He had given his word and part of me knew that he meant what he said.
I nodded but he quickly shook his head. “No, I need to hear you say it. I need to know that you trust me.”
“I trust you...” My voice was barely above a whisper but I knew he heard me. The metal moved against my skin and I stifled a cry as the blades sliced through the fabric of my corset. He moved quickly, cutting the red lace into pieces until the top half of my body was completely naked.
He moved the scissors to the leather skirt I wore. With two quick snips the skirt gave way. Throwing the scissors away David smiled down at me and flipped back the skirt to expose me to his gaze. I couldn’t stop the nervous giggle that erupted from my lips.
David pushed his fingers into me. It was then I realised how aroused I had become by him cutting the clothes off my body. I moaned and arched my back as he thrust his fingers deeper into me. My eyes fluttered open as David moved off the bed and pulled me with him.
“I...”
“Don’t worry I won’t leave you waiting. I have something much better planned.” Leading me into the bathroom he walked me into the shower stall. It was large and easily could have fit several people.
David’s hands slipped up across my waist as he turned me to face the wall. He pushed his hands up across my ribcage and gently brushed against the edge of my breasts. When he reached my arms he lifted them above my head and placed my hands on a metal bar. He moved quickly and secured my hands in place with two shining metal shackles. Tremors ran through my
body as I realised I was trapped.
His hands left my body and he stepped away from me. The sound of him undressing hardened my nipples. When he stepped back in behind me he flicked on the shower and hot water cascaded down over my shoulders. I gasped as it splashed down across my exposed and erect nipples.
David’s stiff cock pressed against my arse as he moved behind me. He gripped my hips and used his foot to kick my legs apart. I bent forward without even thinking about it and the shackles came with me. I pulled them down until they were taut and would go no further. My ass pressed back against David’s cock. The feel of his hand slipping down between my legs made me moan.
The sensations of the water splashing down across my back and his fingers probing my feminine folds quickly built an orgasm within my body. I bucked and heaved against him as he fingered my clit. It was then he pushed his large thick cock up into my cunt.
I cried out and gripped the shackles tightly as he opened me up.
“Fuck, Carrie, you’re so tight.” He moaned as he slowly withdrew and then forced his cock back up inside me. With each thrust I whimpered and pushed back against him.
The orgasm built inside me as David’s cock pushed against my G-spot each time he entered me. He used his hands to grip my hips tightly so he could pull me snugly against his flat stomach each time he entered me. His thrusts became more frenzied and my legs trembled as my body slowly tipped over the edge into the most earth shattering orgasm I had ever experienced.
My pussy clenched and spasmed sending warm liquid splashing down across David’s cock. I screamed long and hard as my cunt continued to milk his cock.
“Carrie, I’m going to cum. I’m going to mark you as my bitch.” He erupted then as I gasped for breath, his cock growing thicker and harder as he pushed it as deep inside me as he could. I could feel his hot seed as it pulsed and squirted into my belly. David was the only man to ever cum inside me and it was the most erotic feeling I had ever experienced.
He thrust his hips against me a few more times as his cock continued to spurt. The feeling of his warm seed inside me spread a grin across my face. Exhausted I let my body hang against the shackles that held me. David’s cock slipped out of my body. He pulled me upright and spun me around to face him. The water splashed across my face as he crushed his mouth against mine in a deep kiss.
Giggling and coughing, I pushed him away and fought for air.
“You’re insatiable, David. You can’t possibly want more already?”
He grinned and released my wrists from their chains. “Well, not at this second, but give me a few minutes and I’m sure we could try round two. Although, I think you might need some time to recover. I have quite the plans for you and this,” he said, pointing to the shackles, “was just the beginning. Tomorrow I want to present you with a business proposal, which I’m hoping you will agree to.”
I swallowed hard as I stepped out of the shower and he wrapped a towel around my body. What did he mean by business proposal? I was his secretary so what could he possibly propose to me business wise? He led me back into the bedroom and cleared the bed of my tattered clothes.
“David, I have nothing to wear to bed?” I said, looking at the shredded clothes on the floor. The clothes I had arrived in were the only ones I had.
“In my bed, you don’t wear clothes. I want access to your body at all times. I want to be able to see you. I want to know your body.”
A blush crept across my cheeks as he tugged the towel away from me and played with my nipples as he spoke.
“Get some rest. I have some business to take care of, I’ll come to bed later.” He ushered me under the covers and I watched as he moved to the wardrobe and pulled on a robe. Without a backwards glance he switched the light off and left the room.
I lay in the king size bed on my own and stared up at the ceiling. Everything was moving so fast and my emotions were a tangled mess. My eyes grew heavy as fatigue washed over me. Maybe I could have just a quick sleep and let tomorrow take care of itself. I could leave before he even got up in the morning. That’s what I would do. I’d wait until he came to bed and then I would leave quietly in the night. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I borrowed some of his clothes.
Sleep swept over me and I let it. Now that I had a plan I felt much more relaxed and in control. I would deal with tomorrow when it came. Until then I would sleep and dream of the touch of David’s hands against my body.
CHAPTER FIVE
Opening my eyes, I blinked hard, the watery morning sun surprising me as I stared at my strange surroundings. Where the hell was I? Memories flooded back to me slowly, of the night before. The club and the beautiful red-head. Richard and what he had done. And of course David. The way he had saved me. He had told Richard that he thought I was beautiful, that I belonged to him...
Carefully I turned in the bed but there was no sign of David. In fact it looked as though he had never come back to bed. A pang of sadness washed over me. Although this would make it easier to just get up and leave. Part of me it seemed had hoped that he would be asleep beside me.
Was I really so stupid and naive? It was sex, nothing more and nothing less. The simple fact that he had mentioned some type of business proposal last night proved that. Pushing back the covers I climbed out of the large bed. The remains of my clothes from the night before lay shredded on the floor.
As quietly as I could I opened his closet and rifled through it for something I could wear in order to return to my own apartment. The only thing that seemed in the least bit suitable was a large heavy raincoat. I dragged it from the hanger and wrapped it around my plump frame. I knew by looking at his shirts and trouser suits that none of them would fit me. I was curvy and my feminine figure was not something that would be easily restrained by such clothes.
Closing the buttons as quickly as my shaking fingers would allow I fastened the belt around my middle. At least no one would know I was naked underneath. If I got a cab I could be back at my own apartment in no time. It hit me then. I had no shoes. The shoes I had worn the night before were still in my own apartment.
Glancing down at David’s shoes I quickly dismissed them. No, this was something I would have to do in my feet.
Making my way to the bedroom door I opened it and peeked outside. The room beyond appeared empty. It was my only chance. Without hesitation I dashed across the wide expanse of the lush room.
“What is it with you and always trying to sneak away?” The sound of his commanding voice halted me in my tracks. Fear trembled down my spine. Would he be mad that I had stolen his coat?
“Carrie, what are you wearing?” His voice had dropped several octaves as I turned to face him. Something simmered beneath the surface of his blue eyes. He was still wearing the robe from the night before and his hair was tousled. Clearly he had slept somewhere but it wasn’t with me.
“I-I borrowed your coat. I told you last night I have no clothes here...”
“So you thought you’d what? Slip away without me noticing? Did you not enjoy last night?” The tone of his voice changed. It sounded to my inexperienced ears as though insecurity had slipped into his voice. But that was impossible. David Ashcroft had nothing to be insecure about when it came to me. Here was a man who could have any woman he desired.
“Last night was...” I stuttered, unsure of what words could adequately describe what had happened. What we had shared had changed me. He made me feel special, desired, and beautiful. No other man had ever come remotely close to making me feel that. But it was wrong. He was my boss. What would happen once he grew bored of me? How could I possibly work with him when I felt...
The word almost popped into my head but I squashed it down. I didn’t love him. That was impossible. Lust perhaps. In fact lust was entirely plausible. The man was a walking advertisement for sex and debauchery. Knowing the pleasure he could give me, in his presence he made me want to strip off the coat and beg him to take me.
You could do that, chalk it up to one f
inal fling with him before you walk away, the little voice of temptation urged me. Of course I could do it. But if I was honest with myself I didn’t have the guts. Deliberately stripping in front of a man like David, in front of any man, was beyond my capabilities. What if he rejected me? The intelligent part of my brain knew this was improbable. He had already seen me naked. He had been the one to cut my clothes off me. He had told me he wanted me naked. He wanted access to my body.
But the stupid insecure side of my head won as it always did. He would see how desperate I was, he would find me repulsive.
“Carrie, what happens to you? I watch you disappear off into your head. Your face fills with doubt. Is it something I’ve done?”
There it was again, that note of insecurity. Was I imagining it?
“Did you enjoy last night?” His voice was stronger now. The commanding tone had returned and I was compelled to answer.
“Yes...” A blush spread across my cheeks.
He took a step closer to me. His masculine scent invaded my head. I wanted to reach out and pull him against my body. As though he read my mind he reached out to me, his hand closing around the end of the belt on his coat that I wore.
“I’ve never seen this coat look so appealing before...” His voice was husky.
My mouth had gone dry and all my words had fled. I had no defence against this man and I had a feeling the more time I spent in his arms the harder it would be when he pushed me away.
His fingers worked quickly, undoing the belt and opening the buttons. As each one popped open I felt his eyes hungrily devouring every inch of my naked skin.
“Why did you try and leave? Why sneak away?” His voice was threaded with authority. My body shook softly as he pushed the coat open and revealed my exposed flesh.
“I don’t know...”
“Not good enough.” He pinched my nipple hard. The sensitive bud sprang to life. A small sound escaped my lips, a combination of pleasure and pain.
