by Chloe Maddox
Laurel could see the unshed tears in her eyes, and it touched her. She gave Julia a grateful smile. “Julia, I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for me. I won’t ever forget that.”
Julia tried to look all serious and composed as she leaned in for hug, but she could feel her resolve weaken just a bit. “Good luck.”
Laurel got into the car and drove away from the life she’d began to call her own, and the place that made her feel safe for the first time in a long time. She wasn’t sure what would happen, but at least she knew where she’d been.
***
Soon she got to the house, which was actually more like a mansion with its sweeping garden, iron gates, and polished exterior of brown and beige. The house itself was like something out of a Hollywood movie set, especially the way it stood there, majestically towering over everything else. It looked colonial almost, but once she stepped inside, Laurel was surprised to find that it was actually state of the art with marble floors, high tech around every corner, and someone to attend to Collin’s every need.
The house also had an indoor swimming pool, outdoor swimming pool, basketball court, a spiraling staircase like in those old movies, and crystal chandeliers that hung and glistened like a million diamonds. Laurel forced her feet to move forward as the housekeeper took her on a tour of the house, and a man showed up to take her trunk to her room.
Laurel tried to keep her jaw from falling open as she was led from one spacious area to the next, feeling like she shouldn’t even breathe wrong on any of those things. The thing that really made her stop and gasp was his extensive library. Laurel loved books although she didn’t always have a lot of time to read, but she reverently breathed in the smell of books as the housekeeper urged to hurry along, so they could go find Collin.
He was in the basketball court out back dressed in a pair of shorts, and nothing else. He was dribbling the ball, sweat coursing down his back and rolling in beads off his forehead, making him glisten like some kind of golden Adonis.
Laurel swallowed as a wave of desire passed through her. He bit his lip in concentration as he paused, lifted his hands up, and let the ball go flying into the hoop. The ball went through the perfect O, and Collin began to do a little jiggy with his ass as he fist pumped the air.
Laurel felt amusement and laughter bubble up inside of her at the sight of him doing a little happy dance complete with jazz hands, and a cute little butt shake.There was definitely something different about Collin Randall.
She wasn’t sure what it was yet, but seeing him here in his element, with his guard down, unaware that he was watching her, it cast him in a different kind of light. He was almost vulnerable in that moment, and it was a side of him that Laurel never would’ve guessed existed.
All of a sudden, Collin froze as he noticed Laurel standing there staring at him. He gave her a sheepish grin as he ran his hands through his hair. He picked up a water bottle, dumped the contents onto his head, and began to shake his hair, so that little rivulets of water went flying.
“Enjoying the show?” He came up to her and leaned against the wall as he watched her with a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“Very much.”
Laurel licked her lips and bit her tongue as she gazed at him shyly, suddenly remembering the last time they were alone together. It was as if Collin was remembering the same thing because all of a sudden, his eyes darkened, and he shifted closer.
“Well, there’s a lot more where that came from.”
“What? Oh, um, yes.” Laurel’s face burned. “Your house is beautiful. It’s so big though.”
“You know what else is big?”
Laurel shook her head. Collin broke the distance between them and tugged on her hand, so she was pressed against his sweaty naked chest. He leaned in and began to nibble on her earlobe. “Something I know you’ve been craving.”
Laurel wrapped her arms around his shoulder. “What’s that?”
Collin yanked her down onto the grass, and she toppled down before she was aware of what was going on. He covered his body with hers and leaned over her, a lazy smile on his face. “This.”
Laurel looked down, and only then did she notice the bulge in his pants. He began to rub himself against her, and Laurel’s eyes fluttered open as her nails dug into his back.
Collin leaned his forehead against hers. “This is what you do to me. The second I noticed you looking at me, I instantly wanted you.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And I know you want me too.”
Laurel’s eyes flew open. “How do you know that?”
Collin smirked. “Your body is responding to mine, Laurel. Quite well, I might add. If you didn’t want me to do any of this, you wouldn’t have let me.”
Laurel dragged in a shaky breath. “That’s true. I do want you.”
Collin leaned forward and helped her out of her shirt. The second he did, her breasts practically spilled out of her bra. Laurel felt embarrassed that she was this turned on already, but she had been pretty much since she laid eyes on him.
Collin began to rub her breasts as he helped her out of the sweatpants she was wearing. He began to express admiration for her body as he leaned down and began to kiss every inch of skin available. His light stubble caused a sensation that was both coarse and soft, and had every nerve in her body clamoring for more.
She began to run her hands along the smooth plane of his back, down his hips and back up to his shoulders. When she was laying there in her bra and panties, she was suddenly aware of their position. “Shouldn’t we move this inside? Someone might see.”
Collin shrugged. “So? Let them watch. It’ll make them wish they were us especially when they see what we’re about to do next. I’m going to be buried so deep inside you, Laurel West, you won’t see or feel anything else.”
With that, he undid the clasp of her bra and took her breasts into his mouth. He began to lavish attention on them as if he were a swimmer starved for water, eagerly lapping, biting and sucking till both of her nipples were as hard as rocks.
His hand hovered over her center, and he began to rub her on top of her panties. Laurel’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she began to moan and buck underneath him. Her hands flew down to the zipper, and she unzipped his shorts and pushed them down to his ankles. Collin pulled away for a second, and kicked the shorts away.
The sensation of grass underneath her naked body was fairly new to her as she lay there squirming in anticipation as Collin strained against his boxer shorts. Her eyes widened in surprise. “I think you’re a bit too big for me.”
Collin stared down at his package as if he were surprised. “I forgot for a second that you are a virgin. You don’t have to worry about me fitting. You will adjust, and the bigger I am, the more full you’ll feel. Of course, size isn’t always the most important thing. Performance counts too.”
“Oh?” Laurel tried to focus on what he was saying as he continued to rub her methodically over her panties. She could feel the heat gathering down there especially as Collin hooked his fingers underneath her underwear and began to pull down.
Laurel was stretched before him, naked as the day she was born, and Collin took his time letting his eyes trail over every inch of her body before he smiled at her. “It’s going to hurt a bit when I first enter you. I expect Julia already told you that. I’ll be as gentle as possible, okay?”
Laurel nodded as she helped Collin out of his boxers. His erection sprang free, and Collin slowly eased himself into her, and waited for her to adjust. He swooped down and captured her lips with his. He kissed her thoroughly and so well that Laurel was sure she’d never think of kisses the same way again. He plunged his tongue into hers, and began an erotic tango that only ended when he pulled away, and thrust into her.
Once the initial discomfort passed, Laurel eased into him and squeezed her legs. Collin began to ease in and out of her slowly until he set the pace.
Soon, they were both moaning in pleasure as he drove her closer and closer to her climax. Her hands clenched around his hips, and he began to speed up the pace.
His hands reached between them, and he began to rub her clit furiously until she tumbled over the edge, coming with a shout. Collin followed her a minute later, and he stayed there inside of her as they both kept breathing harshly.
Chapter 6
Over the next few weeks, Laurel and Collin got to know each other pretty well. She discovered a side of him that she quite enjoyed. They had a lot of playful banter, witty remarks, and most of all, deep conversations. Conversations she hadn’t realized she missed. They also had sex, a lot of sex in all kinds of positions, in all kinds of ways, and using toys she had never heard of.
They discussed everything from politics to books. She discovered that he had a preference for Russian writers, depressing as they are, such as Tolstoy and Dostoevsky. Laurel wrinkled her nose whenever he brought them up, immediately disliking their melancholic air, but willing to begrudgingly admit that they did have a very interesting writing style.
Laurel spent the first few days unsure of what to do with herself. For the first time in a really long time, she wasn’t required to be preparing for a show or any kind of work. It felt odd and a little unsettling, so she’d pace around for a bit then sit feeling agitated at the inactivity. Collin assured her that she could use any of the facilities in the house, she was after all a guest, and they were entirely at her disposal, but she felt weird about it at first.
Until she saw the amount of clothes he bought her, and she decided to try some of them out, including her new monokini. Her favorite place, by far, was the huge library. It reminded her of the castle in Beauty and the Beast, and she loved spending hours there, discovering books, and reading by the window, or when it was a little chilly, by the fireplace.
She even started to make friends with the staff. They were wary at first, unsure of how to treat a woman in her position, but after some time, they began to shed their initial impression, and they started teaching her about gardening, cooking, and all sorts of things she’d never gotten around to learning.
Laurel wished she could go out and actually do something, but she understood the ridicule and distaste that would follow her wherever she went. She wasn’t aware of it at first until Collin took her out shopping because he wasn’t sure what her size was, and Laurel was uncomfortably aware of the whispers and stares she was getting. It wasn’t until she overheard one of them that she understood why.
They knew about her.
It made her feel angry that they judged her because of that, but she was also embarrassed. She had never meant for her life to turn out the way it did, and she was just trying to make the most out of a bad situation. She tried to shake off the negative comments, but after a while it became tedious, and Collin understood, so whenever she needed something, he’d just send someone to get it for her. Perhaps it was cowardly of her, but she didn’t feel she could face them just yet.
Other than that, her life in the big mansion seemed almost dreamlike. Her first time with Collin left her very sore, as he promised it would, but after that, she caught on fairly quickly. Her stamina wasn’t nearly as amazing as his was, but she figured she’d get better with practice. It did work up quite an appetite as well.
Laurel thought it was a lot like a workout, but with way more benefits. After that first time, Collin took her to his playroom, and they tried out all kinds of things from bondage, to spanking and sexual roleplay. She found that she quite enjoyed the bondage, particularly if it involved her being handcuffed to the bed. Spanking would leave her quite tingly, and sexual roleplay was on a whole other level. It was sexual roleplay that turned her on the most.
She’d be feeling hot and heavy for him within minutes. He always smirked when that happened as if he somehow read her mind, and knew what kind of effect he had on her.
He made her feel like a wanton sex goddess, and she was enjoying every minute of it. She didn’t know if she would’ve ever gotten into these things on her own, but now that she had, she wasn’t sure she’d ever want to give it up. That was a question for another time though.
She bookmarked the page she left, and went up to call Faith. The phone rang a few times before somebody picked up, and Faith sounded out of breath when she finally answering.
“El, how are you? I miss you!”
She could hear the commotion in the background, and suddenly, quite inexplicably, she felt like she missed La Boheme.
“I’m fine, Faith. Just thought I’d check in.”
Faith sighed. “Oh, you know La Boheme. Life goes on as usual.”
“Yeah.” Laurel plopped down into the chair and stared out the window.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s just---” Laurel took a deep breath, unable to believe that she was considering confiding in Faith what she couldn’t even admit to herself. “Remember how Julia always warns us not to get emotionally attached to our clients? That’s it’s easy to mistake lust for something else?”
“Yeah, some people could think it’s love instead.”
Laurel bit her bottom lip. “Well, how do you know it’s not?”
There was static on the other end before Faith’s voice came back on. “Okay, I took it to our room. Now, spill. Do you have feelings for Collin, or does he have feelings for you?”
Laurel released a breath. “I have feelings for him. I don’t know how or when they happened, but I find myself caring about his wellbeing, and whether or not he’s gotten enough sleep. His smile gives me butterflies in my stomach, and whenever I’m around him, I just feel safe, like my past doesn’t matter anymore. It’s very strange, Faith.”
She heard Faith make a ‘hmm’ sound. “Yeah, you definitely like him. That’s not so strange though, is it? I mean you guys are living together for three months. That’s sort of like a couple, and in order to experience BDSM properly, you’d have to be pretty intimate with the guy. I’m actually surprised it doesn’t happen more often.”
“Interesting. Well, anyway, I don’t know what I’m supposed to do or say. He makes me nervous too, and I just want to kiss him whenever he tries to make a joke about the kind of mess I make when I eat sometimes.”
Faith giggled on the other hand. “Yup. You’re definitely into him. The question is how much?”
Laura shrugged before she remembered that Faith couldn’t see her. “Hell I know. I just don’t know how to deal with it. I don’t know how anybody even plans to deal with something like this.”
“Yeah, they don’t. I don’t know what to say to be honest, Laurel. There’s the advice I should give you, and the advice I want to give you.”
Laurel began to twirl a loose strand of hair. “What’s the difference?”
“Well, the advice I should give you is to distance yourself a bit, and don’t get attached because something that started like you guys is very unlikely to evolve into something more.”
“And the other advice?”
“Just do whatever you want to do, El. Life’s too short anyway.”
Laurel was about to respond when she heard a beep on the other end signaling that there was another phone call. She pulled the phone away from her ear and frowned. “Faith, I’m going to have to call you back, there’s another call. It could be important.”
“Okey dokey,” she chirped.
Laurel clicked Switch and answered, “Hello?”
At first, she couldn’t hear anything; she thought maybe it was just a wrong number, but then she heard a faint sound on the other end.
“Hello? Is anybody there?”
“Laurel.” A scratchy voice said suddenly, and Laurel sat up in her chair, filled with a sudden icy dread.
“Why are you calling me?”
“Can’t a mother call her daughter?” The voice on the other line began hacking and coughing, and Laurel could imagine her disheveled and haggard appear
ance.
“Is that what you think you are to me? Carrying a baby doesn’t make you a mother. Acting like a mother gives you the right to call yourself that.”
“I heard you were living in a big fancy house now, all settled in, and doing rather well for yourself.”
Laurel grimaced. “That’s why you called, isn’t it? You want money.”
“Of course not, honey. It hurts me that you think that way. I just want a little money to get me through. Can’t you lend your old woman a few hundred bucks? I’ll give them back.”
“A few hundred bucks?” She echoed incredulously, feeling the urge to reach down the other end of that line and shake some sense into her. “You’re still doing drugs? I told you to quit, be clean again. Why won’t you listen to me? I tried to help you.”
She heard a mocking laugh on the other hand. “Help? What help?”
Laurel felt the anger bubble up inside of her. “You sold me when I was still just a kid to some drug dealer, so he could put me in the black market. All because you wanted to smoke up. You’ve got a lot of gall calling here after all this time looking for money after what you did to me.”
“You don’t understand.” The voice paused. “I needed the money. I wasn’t well without the drugs. You don’t get it.”
Laurel shook her head. “Here’s what I do get. How dare you? I’ve tried to make the best out of my life in spite of this existence that you sent me to, so don’t you dare stand there trying to justify what you did when you put me here in the first place. You put yourself here too, and you pushed everyone who tried to help you away. So you’ve got some nerve calling me to ask for money after all this time.”
“What do you want?” She tried to soften her voice. “Do you want me to be your mother again? We can do that now, baby. With all that money you’ve got, we can live very comfortably you and I.”
Laurel felt sadness wash over her in waves. “No, we can’t. I don’t know if any part of my real mother is still in there, but if she is, I hope she cleans up and gets her life in order. I’d love to talk to her then. Don’t call here again please.”
