Addison forced herself to relax the muscles in her ass and pushed back into the next swat. In the mirror she saw a quick smile on Cade’s face before it was replaced with the frown again.
Determined that she learn a lesson from this spanking, he deliberately changed the rhythm of his swats, keeping her firmly in reality. He fucked her with two fingers until she pushed back against his hand and begged him not to stop, then he gave her the last five swats before leaning over her body and rubbing his jean-covered cock over her sore, red ass. She moaned with pain then hummed with pleasure when she twisted her hips back and forth as much as the restraints would allow.
He unlocked the restraints on her wrists then removed the straps from her back and upper thighs before releasing the ankle cuffs from the bench. Picking her up, he made sure to rub his arm across her sore ass and heard her moan again as he lowered her to the bed.
* * * *
Wriggling with arousal, Addison wanted to beg Cade to fuck her when she felt him grasp her ankles and slide her down the bed toward the edge of the bed. Her bottom stung as it rubbed over the smooth material of the comforter and she tried to twist over on her side, but he grabbed her leg, stretched it out to the side, and she heard a click as he attached the ankle cuff to the bedpost. Telling herself to open her eyes and see what he was doing, and deciding it would take too much effort, she let her body sink into the cool, soft comforter beneath her as he restrained her other ankle.
He lifted her hips then pushed a bolster under her butt. The pressure of the bolster on her flaming bottom brought tears to her eyes and she raised her hand to brush them away. He grabbed her hands, snapped them together then latched the wrist cuffs to a short chain in the middle of the headboard. She tugged, testing the restraints, and found she could barely move. Unexpectedly, a sudden rush of anxiety swept through her and she struggled against the restraints, her heart pounding rapidly as her breathing became choppy. Eyes wide, she continued to struggle until Cade straddled her body and ran his hands over her breasts then covered her mouth with his and nibbled on her lips, nipped the bottom one, then sucked it into his mouth and soothed it with his tongue. She lifted into the kiss, running her tongue over his lips and into his mouth, jerking against her restraints, wanting to touch him, needing to feel him against her. She whimpered with need and heard him chuckle.
“I’m very pleased with you, pet. You look so beautiful wearing my cuffs, with your legs spread wide open, waiting for me to touch you.” He kissed her. “Taste you.” He kissed her again. “Fuck you.” This time his mouth devoured her lips, his tongue stabbing into her mouth imitating the fucking he intended to give her.
She felt him lift away from her and goose bumps shivered over her skin as his warmth was taken away. Hearing a heavy boot hit the floor, she quickly opened her eyes, watching as he undressed. She didn’t want to miss a second of this moment, since she had waited an eternity to see him naked. His eyes met hers as he kicked the other boot off then opened his jeans and pushed them off his hips. Her glowing blue eyes dropped down his thickly muscled chest to his amazing six-pack abs and beyond. She sucked in a deep breath when she saw his cock. It was thick and long, with a deep red mushroom-shaped head. It rose from his neatly groomed pubic hair almost to his belly button.
Cade wrapped his hand around his cock, pumped his hand up then down several times then squeezed the head. A small drop of cum glistened from the slit at the top and he watched as Addison licked her lips. “Hungry, pet?” he asked as he climbed between her legs and lowered his mouth to her pussy. “Me, too.”
Squeaking with surprise, she squirmed as much as the restraints would allow as he sucked on one side of her pussy then flicked his tongue over her clit and sucked on the other side. Moaning with need, she felt his tongue sweep through her slit then stab into her. Moan after moan left her as his tongue swept through her slit and then stabbed into her once, then again. When his lips closed around her clit and sucked it into his mouth, her belly fluttered and tightened. His tongue tortured her clit, flicking it over and over again.
“Please, please, Master, I need you, please.”
“Yes, beg me, pet.” He slid his hand over her pussy, coating his fingers in her hot cream, then slid two fingers into her and felt her pussy clamp down. He pushed deeper into her, twisting then stroking over the sensitive, satiny flesh. He forced a third finger into her, stretching her, preparing her for his cock. She rocked her hips against his hand and he pushed deeper, curved his fingers upward, pressing against her G-spot, chuckling when she jumped and squealed with surprise. His laugher caused his lips to vibrate against her clit and he felt her tense with the beginning of an orgasm. “If you come without permission, I’ll take you back to the spanking bench and we’ll start all over, pet.”
Addison froze in shock. He couldn’t mean that. She was so close, her body trembling as her belly tingled and tightened. She could feel the orgasm building and she didn’t think she could hold it back. “Please, please, Master, I can’t—”
Cade swept his eyes over Addison. Her skin glistened with perspiration. Her breasts rose and fell as she tried to hold off the orgasm. He landed a slap directly over her clit and she screamed then shook, her nipples, rosy red, stabbing into the air above her breasts. Her mouth was red, her lips swollen from his hard kisses. Leaning over her, he brushed her lips with his then grabbed a condom from the bedside table. Eyes dark green with lust, his jaw set with determination, he tore the foil packet open then rolled the condom onto his cock. “Watch,” he told her, directing her attention to his cock. “You do not have permission to come. Do you understand me, pet?”
Voice shaking, she told him, “Yes, Master,” then watched as he pressed his cock against her pussy, stroking it up then down her slit and coating it in her juices. A wave of intense need flowed through her as he began pushing into her. She wiggled her hips, needing more of him inside her.
“Be still.” Grabbing her thigh, he held her still as he felt how tight and hot she was. He rocked forward then drew back, each time going deeper until he was slick with her cream. When she moaned then tightened the muscles of her pussy on his cock, he held himself still, holding off his own orgasm. Sweat ran into his eyes, burning them as he pushed in again and felt her pussy give way as he plunged into her as far as he could go. She jerked her hips back with a little cry of pained surprise as his body shook with a pleasure he had never felt before. Ruthlessly, he shoved deeper into her until the head of his cock pressed against her cervix.
“Easy, pet.” Running his hands over her thighs, he pulled back a tiny bit, then when he felt her pussy relax around him he planted his hands on either side of her head, holding himself above her so both of them could see his cock thrusting in and out of her pussy. “Watch,” he told her as he drew out of her until only the head of his cock remained in her then pushed back into her. “Don’t close your eyes, pet.”
“Oh, oh, please, please.” Her body stiffened beneath him. “I’m going to—I’m going to come. I can’t stop it. Please, please.”
He lowered his chest against her breasts and slammed his mouth over hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, matching the stroke of his hips. She lifted her body against him as far as the restraints would allow. Wrapping his arms around her, his hands pressed flat against her back, he held her tightly against him as he slammed his hips against hers, faster and deeper. When she tightened around him, he knew she was about to come. He forced himself to pull out of her then hid his pleased smile when he heard her frustrated whimper.
After a moment, he pushed back into her and pumped his hips, faster and harder, then dropped over her again and pressed his face into her sweet-smelling hair and tightened his arms around her, fusing them together. He groaned as he pushed his cock into her until his balls were against her ass. “Come now, pet,” he demanded, and felt her tighten and spasm around him, screaming with pleasure. The pulsing of her pussy, tightening and releasing around him, pushed him over the edge and he came, jet
s of his cum filling the condom. He cupped her delicate shoulders and continued to fuck in and out of her, enjoying the feel of her beneath him and her soft tight pussy clamping around his softening cock.
Addison planted little kisses on Cade’s neck, breathing in the clean musk of his body. “I love you, so much, Cade, so much, always.”
He squeezed her shoulders then reared back and began undoing the restraints on her ankles. When her legs were free, he grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her belly. The chain attached to her wrist cuffs rattled against the headboard of the bed. He pushed the bolster onto the floor as he pulled her ass up until she was on her knees then rubbed his hands over her red ass. “This isn’t about love, pet. This is about fucking. Me fucking you.” He slid his fingers into her pussy and began to pump in and out. “You chose a D/s relationship and that’s exactly what you’re getting from me and nothing more.”
“Ca—”
He slapped her red ass. “What do you call me, pet?”
“M–Master,” she stuttered. “Please, may I speak?”
“No,” he said, his voice flat as he reached over her back and unlocked the wrist cuffs from the chain then pushed her left arm out to the side and secured it to a metal ring on the post of the headboard. He was reaching for her right wrist when his cell phone lit up and made a buzzing sound on the bedside table. He saw his boss Thor Larkin’s number on the display and knew he had to answer it. He ordered her to be quiet then grabbed the phone.
Addison could hear Thor shouting at Cade as he held the phone away from his ear. Apparently, she wasn’t the only person pissed off at him right now. He saw her watching him, sent her a stern frown, then clicked his fingers and pointed to the bed, indicating she should lower her eyes. “No, I wasn’t aware of that,” he said as he turned his back on her and walked into the bathroom, closing the door.
She could barely hear his voice but she could tell from his tone he was angry. His absence gave her time to think and the thoughts rushing through her mind weren’t good. Humiliation filled her as she thought about her dreams of a night of loving submission with Cade. Instead she had just become another woman he fucked. Looking around the room and seeing a reflection of herself in the mirrors on the walls, shame rushed through her. He could have brought any woman to this room tonight and he would have behaved the same way. She wondered if he would play with another woman if one caught his eye. Feeling sick to her soul she tugged on her left arm.
She had to get out of here. Now. She quickly opened the cuff on her wrist then climbed from the bed. It only took her a moment to slip the dress over her head and shove her feet into her shoes. Her wig, mask and club collar were lying on the floor by the chair. She picked them up on her way to the door. Cade had broken the collar so she tossed it onto the middle of the bed. She stared at it for a moment, thinking it was very symbolic of their relationship…broken beyond repair. She had the door opened a few inches when he came out of the bathroom.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” he asked, pissed off that she always seemed to be running from him.
Addison kept her hand on the doorknob in case she had to run. “I’m going home,” she said then added, “Sir.”
He lifted a brow at her use of Sir instead of Master. “Wait until I get dressed and I’ll take you.”
“No thanks, Sir. It’s late and I’m sure Sherry and Sir Mark are ready to leave. They’ll give me a lift.”
“I wasn’t asking you, pet. I was telling you,” he said, his voice determined. “Now, you’ve already earned more punishments for moving from the bed without permission and for calling me Sir instead of Master. Do you really want to add to them?”
“I’m not your sub, Sir. The scene,” she stressed, “is over so I’m leaving.”
“I’ve decided to keep you, so consider yourself mine for the next three months. You will obey me or suffer the consequences,” he told her as he picked up his jeans and shook them out.
Addison cursed her own curiosity but asked the question on her mind anyway, having to hear the answer from him. “If I’m your sub does that mean you won’t ever marry? Someone else, I mean?” Holding her breath, she waited for his answer.
Cade stepped into his jeans and drew them up his legs. He wouldn’t lie to her. “I’ve always planned to marry and have a family, Addison, just no longer with you.” He began to fasten the buttons, his eyes on his hands. “I’ll have a contract drawn up as soon as I get back to Dallas. After you sign it I’ll move you to the ranch house and you’ll live there until I decide otherwise.”
Addison tightened her hand on the doorknob. Building a thick wall of indifference around the pain he was causing her, she looked at him, waiting until he looked up, her eyes locking on his, her voice soft and resigned. “I never want to see you again, Cade. Not ever.” She dropped the wig and mask to the floor then slipped out the door, quietly closing it behind her. Sir Mark leaned against the wall a few feet away.
“Hey, you okay, Addison?” Mark asked her, seeing her devastated face then glancing at the closed door behind her.
“Aye,” she answered quickly then added, “Sir.” She looked over her shoulder. Cade was going to come out of there any moment and she really didn’t want to be here when he did. “May we go now, Sir?”
“Actually, I was coming to find you. Sherry isn’t feeling well so I sent her to the limo and came to find you. We didn’t want to leave you stranded.”
“Is there anything I can do for her?” she asked, concerned. “I can get another ride home.”
“That won’t be necessary. We can take you if you’re ready to leave now,” he told her as he led her down the hall to the stairs.
“The sooner, the better, Sir,” she muttered, biting her lip as she heard a door open behind them. Sir Mark escorted her down the stairs and through the main room of the club. He held the door to the reception room open for her. She glanced back as she passed through it, seeing Cade coming down the stairs, his face free of emotion. She lost sight of him when the door closed between them.
Chapter Six
Rolling onto her back, Addison sank into the mattress, groaning with exhaustion after another restless night of trying to sleep and instead spending the night missing Cade. Above her the rising sun sent a pattern of flickering lights off her pool and onto the ceiling. Reminding herself to close her drapes, she twisted onto her side. Her bedroom with its soft blue walls, white trim, and yellow accents used to be a pleasant place to relax and fall asleep. Now, she was beginning to dread even entering the room much less trying to sleep. Most nights she ended up on the couch in the living room, watching infomercials until morning.
The night she had been with Cade at Club Mystique, she had held off her tears until the Carlisles had dropped her off. Then as soon as the door had closed behind her she had crumpled to the floor of the dark foyer and wept until she had made herself sick. Now, she never knew when tears would cloud her eyes or what would set them off. One day it had been the cologne a man was wearing when he came into her boutique to shop for a gift for his wife. Another day it had been the sight of a display of beautiful gold and platinum chokers in a local jewelry store window. Embarrassed by the tears she couldn’t seem to control, she had fled to her car where she had cried for ten minutes before she was able to get control of herself and drive home.
No matter how busy she kept herself, during quiet moments she would still find herself wondering where Cade was, what he was doing, and who he was with. Closing her red-rimmed eyes, she wished she knew how to get over him. Jenna, Sherry, and Cassie had told her the best way to get over him was to go to Club Elysium and give another man a chance, but she just couldn’t do that yet. Maybe someday, she thought, but not yet. Not when she still yearned for Cade even though she knew she was a fool to still love him. Taking a deep breath, she read the note she had pinned to her lamp. It listed her ex-governess, Maggie Lamont’s three rules. Don’t yearn for what you can’t have. Work is the cure for everyth
ing. Time heals all wounds. Reminding herself there was no point in yearning for a man who would never love her, she made herself get out of bed and face the day.
Walking into the bathroom, she avoided the mirror as she brushed her teeth. She already knew she had dark circles under her eyes. That was the bad news. The good news was she had finally lost those pesky ten pounds that had always made her ass and hips look too big. After showering she took the time to choose the right clothes for the day then she applied a brokenhearted girl’s best friend, concealer, followed by her normal makeup routine. Not too bad, she thought, checking her reflection in the full-length mirror in her bedroom as she ran the brush through her long hair one last time then let it fall down her back.
Driving to her shop, she made sure to drive past the front and take a look at the new sign that had been installed late yesterday. She had made the right choices, she thought, seeing the medium-blue background with silver lettering outlined in black. It was easily seen from a block away. This shop had been her dream at one time but now she just couldn’t seem to care.
A large order of designer dresses was scheduled to arrive this morning and she needed to clear a rack near the front door for them. Parking in the alley, she grabbed her purse and unlocked the back door. The security system Cade had had installed beeped, and she turned it off before starting the coffee brewing. Across the street the bakery was already busy, and for a moment she considered running over and getting a pastry, then dismissed the idea. She had been avoiding people, afraid they would ask her about what had happened between her and Cade. Small towns were great when you needed help but they could be hell when you wanted to be left alone to brood, she thought. Better to avoid everyone until things settled down.
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