Drew [The Texas Senator's Sons 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Hennessee Andrews

  “Do you remember your safe word?” Liv asked. Her finger ran down his back, tracing his muscles.

  Drew chuckled. “I’m not saying it, so it doesn’t matter.”

  “You may want to. I’m not gentle,” Liv lied and walked around Drew and stood in front of him. Her body pressed up against his, and her lips touched his chest. “What is your safe word, Drew?”

  “Strawberry,” Drew whispered.

  “Very good.” Liv smiled and returned to walking around him so her voice surrounded him, never in the same spot for very long. “Tell me…why do you hate women, Drew?” Liv ordered.

  Drew chuckled. “I don’t hate all women, just some.”

  “Which ones do you hate, Drew?” Liv coaxed, wanting to hear him admit it.

  “Why are we talking about this?” Drew asked with an irritated look on his face.

  Whack! Liv’s paddle landed squarely on his right cheek.

  “Son of bitch!” Drew yelped. “What the fuck is going on here?”

  “I told you, we’re going to coax out your demon,” Liv said lightly.

  “I don’t need anything coaxed out of me,” Drew said but stood firm.

  Drew liked it, but he wouldn’t admit it. He was the type that would find sexual play like this erotic and fun. Liv could sense his anticipation when she looked at his very erect cock.

  “You can always use your safe word, Drew…if it’s too much for you,” Liv said and smiled with satisfaction, knowing he’d die before he’d say it. Yes, tough and stubborn men were very fun to play with.

  “No, I don’t need a damn safe word. I’m just trying to figure out what kind of game you’re playing,” Drew said sarcastically, his mouth falling in a tight, pissed-off frown.

  “Oh, I’m not playing a game, Drew…I just want to help you,” Liv explained and rubbed her hand over his reddened ass.

  “Help me how?” Drew asked, and Liv came down with a hard smack on his left cheek. Drew growled but didn’t say another word.

  “So, here is what I see when I look at you, Drew. I see a good man that has had to deal with a lot of shit. I know your fiancée screwed you over, but good. She made you look like a fool, and it’s made you angry,” Liv began.

  * * * *

  Drew just sighed and tested the restraints. This was a what the fuck moment for him. Yep, his dick had led him astray and into the den of some kinky psychological bullshit indeed.

  “Now, tell me…how you feel about your ex. Her is name is Shay, isn’t it?” Liv asked.

  “She’s a bitch, and yeah, I fucking hate her,” Drew shouted.

  “Good start. Now, how do you feel about yourself? Are you angry with yourself?” Liv asked and kissed his chest softly.

  “I’m not answering this shit, Liv,” Drew barked. “Now if you want to fuck, I’m game.”

  Whack! Another blow struck Drew’s ass. “Fuck!” he yelled.

  “Answer me!” Liv commanded him, her voice becoming stern.

  Drew’s head fell back, and he paused a moment. “Of course I’m mad at myself. I have allowed my dick to lead me…if I used my goddamned brain every once in a while I wouldn’t find my ass in so much trouble.” That was the truth of all truths.

  “Yeah, I know all about your trouble. You have had the spotlight often in the news. My favorite was the one where you flipped off your dad,” she coaxed.

  “I didn’t flip my father off! Those bastards caught me flipping off Damon, those worthless fucks!” Drew yelled and yanked at the restraints.

  “I bet the shit hit the fan, didn’t it? Your dad must have been pretty mad, I’d say…what did he say to you?” Liv kissed his back gently.

  “Liv, why are you doing this to me?” Drew asked, and Liv struck him again. “Fuuuuuck!” he yelped.

  “Do you need to use your safe word?” Liv asked.

  “Hell no, but I can tell you when I get out of this I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop, that is, after I beat your ass in retaliation!” God, if she wasn’t so hot and so alluring, he’d want the hell out of here. He didn’t want to feel emotions…he just wanted to feel the inside of her.

  “Oooh, sounds fun,” Liv teased.

  Drew’s ass was hot, and if he had to guess, he’d bet it was fire-engine red. On one hand, this was different and erotic. On the other, Liv was trying to pull information out of him he’d rather not discuss. That part was pissing him off. “I’m not answering any more of these bullshit questions.” He shouted.

  Smack! Something new struck him. Leather whipped across his back, not too hard but enough that he’d remember it. “Watch your temper, Drew, and don’t forget who’s in charge here. Now answer me.”

  “He said I was a fuckup.” Drew said, grumbling, not wanting to share that bit of information. The pain radiated through him, and his dick strained. Why was this a turn-on?

  “Do you believe you’re a fuckup?” Liv asked softly while her fingers trailed along his jaw. Drew didn’t answer.

  Smack! A little harder this time. “I asked you a question, Drew.”

  “I’m not answering any more of your bullshit questions, Liv!” Drew yelled.

  Smack! The cat-o’-nine-tails came down again, and he growled loudly. Thin strips of leather began to tease his dick. “You like this.” She purred. His dick twitched, confirming what she said, but he stayed stoic and said nothing. “Answer me, Drew,” she warned, and when he said nothing, she swatted his dick with the tails.

  “Goddamn it, Liv!” Drew shrieked and jerked against his restraints.

  “Answer me or use your safe word, Drew!” Liv commanded.

  “Yes, okay. Fuck, yes, I feel like a fuckup!” Drew hollered and yanked harder.

  * * * *

  Liv finally felt like she was getting somewhere. She knew he was pissed with a wild array of other emotions running through his system. She knew because she had been in his position once. Lowering her voice, she asked softly, “What did your dad say to you about Shay when everything went down?”

  Drew groaned, and Liv allowed the leather strips to brush across his dick to remind him to answer. “He said I disappoint him.”

  “How does that make you feel?” Liv ran her hands along his waist, kissing his chest softly.

  “I hate him,” Drew replied. His teeth ground together in irritation.

  “What do you think of your dad now since you found out that he is less than perfect…fathered a child with his mistress, cheating on your mother?”

  “I think he is the worst kind of human on the planet. I want to hang him up by his balls and beat him!” Drew roared and thrashed in his restraints, trying to get loose.

  “It seems to me that he isn’t in a position of authority to judge you. What he says doesn’t matter, Drew…you are your own man, and as far as I can see you have been young and wild, at times a little impetuous, but you were young, are young, and have in no way committed a fault to deserve what he has given you,” Liv said and hoped her words soaked into his brain. She wanted to release him, wanted to kiss over every inch of his body and please him and love him the way he should be loved. But she couldn’t, not yet. She pressed her lips against his but found little reaction. He was very angry. “How do you feel about having a younger brother, one that gets nice gifts like Corvettes and a posh lifestyle?”

  “He’s a bastard, my father is a bastard, and yeah, it pisses me off that all I got from my father was a used truck,” Drew shouted.

  “So, that bothers you then?” Liv kissed along his back.

  “Yes, Liv! I don’t need you to beat it out of me. It’s obvious isn’t it?” Drew said between gritted teeth.

  Whack!

  “Yes!” Drew answered, complying.

  “Drew, you need to forgive yourself. You need to let the anger go, and you need rid yourself of the feelings you have harbored because of other people,” Liv began to explain, and Drew interrupted.

  “And what the fuck do you know, Liv?” Drew said, growling.

  Smack
. Liv smacked Drew’s thighs. “I know plenty, Drew. I know what it’s like to disappoint people. I know what it’s like to harbor bad feelings and anger, and I also know that it’s not healthy to keep it in.”

  “What was so bad about your life, Liv. Tell me, because I’d like to know why you’re such a fucking expert,” Drew smarted off.

  Liv decided not to punish him again even though he broke her rules. He needed to know that he wasn’t alone, that there could be happiness again and freedom from the pain. “My dad beat me until I was eight…he was a piece of shit and drove my mother to suicide…he couldn’t deal with knowing that it was his fault, so he killed himself, leaving me without parents, and I was bounced around from one foster home to another,” Liv said and wrapped her arms around his chest. “I rebelled constantly, got in trouble, and was in and out of detention centers until I was sixteen. Finally, I wound up with a foster family next door to Regan’s family…it was then that I finally got my act together and straightened up, but I never let go of the pain or the anger.” She tiptoed and kissed him, and this time he responded. His tongue eased between her lips. He was so gentle, so loving. She felt his strong lips pull against her mouth, and his dick press against her stomach, and she almost gave in. She pulled away. “I want to help you get over it all like someone helped me.”

  Liv walked over to the bed and picked up a cock ring and lube. “Forgive yourself, Drew.”

  Drew didn’t respond, and instead of lashing him again, she began to push the cock ring around his swollen erection.

  “What the hell is that?” Drew tried to jerk away from her.

  “You will let it all go when I’m done with you,” Liv said and pushed the cock ring down to his balls.

  “Damn it, Liv, that’s tight.” Drew groaned.

  Liv ran her tongue through the slit at the top of his cock, tasting his pre-cum. His dick was engorged. She had trouble stretching her mouth around it to effectively suck it. She eased her mouth around and down his shaft, feeling his hips buck toward her mouth. Almost there, baby. Up and down Liv sucked his cock and caressed it with her tongue, enjoying the pleasure she could give him. Don’t let him come, she reminded herself and backed off.

  Drew groaned. “Why are you trying to kill me, Liv?” His dick was engorged and turning a light shade of purple.

  “Forgive yourself, Drew. Say it! I forgive myself for my past,” Liv coaxed, her hand teasing his dick but not enough to allow him to release, and the cock ring helping with that as well. “Say it, Drew!” she commanded. “Forgive yourself, and let it go!” Liv moaned in his ear with her hand still stroking his dick.

  “Fuck!” Drew growled. “I don’t deserve it. My dick lands me in trouble all the time. Look where I am now! My family is dis-fuck-tional!”

  Liv smiled at that, knowing what he meant. “You are the most wonderful man I have ever known, Drew Radcliff…you’re gentle and kind. I know the type of man you are.”

  “You think I’m wonderful? Why? I was an ass to you,” Drew asked.

  Liv pulled up his blindfold, and he squinted from the light of the room. “You were protecting your heart. And yes, you are wonderful. You need to realize that and forgive yourself and those that hurt you. It will free you, I promise.”

  Drew moaned, watching Liv kiss down his chest. Her breasts brushed across his cock, and his eyes watched intently. Liv looked up and winked then pulled his cock into her mouth. “My dick is going to fall off, Liv.” Drew thrust his dick hard into her mouth.

  Liv backed off and smiled at him. “I’ll let you go and take off this cock ring if you’ll do what I ask. Do it. Release your pain.” Her mouth closed tightly over him again, her tongue caressing each ridge.

  * * * *

  Drew’s pain for release increased. His hips bucked harder. “Liv,” he groaned.

  Liv backed off and placed loving kisses up his stomach to his chest. When she reached his mouth, Drew winced in pain. “Say your safe word, Drew, and I’ll stop.”

  “No!” Drew growled and jerked the restraints. “I’m not weak!”

  “No, you’re not. You’re the strongest and toughest man I have ever met, but you’re too hard on yourself. You’re good in here,” she said, placing her hand on his heart. “Let it all go, Drew. Yell, scream, cuss at me. I don’t care, but get it off your chest, off your mind, and out of your heart.”

  Drew thrashed and bucked his hips against her.

  “Drew, I knew you’d be a tough nut to crack, but I didn’t realize this tough.” Whack! The paddle cracked against his ass. Drew hissed, and his body tensed up tight, but not a word crossed his lips. “You are a great man, one that has dealt with too much shit that you didn’t deserve.” Whack!

  “What do I deserve, Liv?” Drew growled. “Huh, what do I deserve?” he said between sharp breaths. The pain was traveling through his body.

  Crack! “You deserve love. You deserve a woman who will love you through thick and thin, someone you can trust with your heart and you can love the way I know you can!”

  Drew slumped over. He was tired and in pain. “Who would love me?”

  * * * *

  Liv stopped and dropped her paddle and walked around and looked in his eyes. Tears stung her eyes as they welled up. Drew looked so heartbroken. His blue eyes were misty, glimmering in the light. “Who could love me for me, Liv?”

  “Me,” Liv said, and a tear trailed down her cheek. She eased the cock ring off his swollen cock. Her fingers trembled as she unhooked his ankles.

  Drew stayed quiet, as if in shock. When Liv stood to unhook his wrists, he finally spoke. “Wait, stop, I didn’t say my safe word!”

  Liv wiped a tear from her cheek, and Drew smiled at her.

  “If you would go to so much trouble for me and cause yourself so much agony, I must be worthy somehow, someway.” He sighed. “It has been hard this last year, but I can tell you the one thing I know without a doubt.”

  “What is that, Drew?” Liv searched his face.

  “That the only time I have been happy is when you’re around,” Drew admitted.

  “You’re not mad that I have tied you up and beat the stupid out of you?” Liv squeaked.

  Drew chuckled. “No, but I have a punishment for you in mind.”

  Liv laughed. “I love being punished, but answer one question before I let you go.”

  “I forgive myself and my wayward dick. Without it, I wouldn’t have chased you down and had the best time of my life.” Drew grinned in his seductive, wicked way, and Liv felt her heart melt.

  “Humm, that’s quite an admission from you to the woman that just made you her bitch,” Liv teased as she unhooked his wrist.

  When Liv unhooked Drew’s other wrist, he grabbed her by the arms tightly. His eyes grew fierce, hinting of danger. “Your bitch, huh?” He pressed his swollen dick against her stomach, his eyes threatening her.

  Liv’s eyes open wild in fear. Oh, god, I pushed too hard.

  Drew pushed Liv back toward the bed, the bulk of his body being no match for her. “Answer me, Liv,” he demanded.

  Liv squeezed her eyes shut to conjure some strength and get his penetrating eyes off of her.

  “Say it!” he growled in her ear with his lips close, nipping. His dick pressed harder against her, and she felt a warm heat trickle down her thigh. Liv opened her eyes. “Yes,” she said with no hint of fear in her voice. Her eyes glowered back.

  “That’s what I thought you said,” Drew said, and sat down on the bed, pulling her over his lap. “This is going to hurt you more than me, my dear.” His hand came down on Liv’s ass with a loud slap.

  Liv squealed, and her body tensed up across his knees. She struggled but couldn’t move. He was too strong. A quiver rushed through her body to her throbbing clit. She didn’t know whether she was terrified or turned on. Another slap crashed on her other cheek. The pain spread through her body. Her ass was on fire then it morphed into a rush of sensations inside her pussy.

  “Am I your bitch now
?” Drew asked and plunged two fingers inside her cunt.

  Liv squealed. Drew may have been mad at her, but she knew one thing…she was going to receive the sex she loved and craved from him, at least one more time. Right now it was worth it…tomorrow would be a different story.

  Drew worked Liv’s pussy until she was writhing under his arm that pinned her down. “God, you’re such a bad girl. Fuck, you’re wet!” he groaned and continued to thrust his fingers in and out.

  Oh, sweet heaven, Liv chanted inside her head. Each and every stroke he delivered, his fingers tickled her sweet spot. “Yesss!” she whimpered, trying to move.

  “That’s it, fight me, Liv!” Drew groaned and rubbed his thumb over the tight hole of her ass. Liv groaned, feeling a new wash of sensations pounding into her. “If you can’t handle it, say the safe word, Liv,” he teased and rimmed her hole with his fingers still in her pussy.

  “No, I won’t. God, just don’t stop!” Liv’s voice cracked. Her orgasm hovered close. She wiggled underneath his hold.

  Drew laughed and stopped everything at once. “No way, sweetheart. You aren’t getting off that easy,” he said and struck her ass again. His hand rubbed her ass as he laughed. “Baby, we are going to have a lot of fun together.” He turned her over and looked into her eyes. “You’re gorgeous when you’re hot and bothered. Did you know that?”

  Liv gasped. “You—you ass—” She tried to finish the word, but Drew’s mouth covered hers. She whimpered, feeling his fingers thrumming her clit. The stimulation became too much. Drew pushed her over the edge. A galaxy of stars clouded her vision as her orgasm rocked her, the sensation tickling down to her toes. Drew held her tight, continuing to kiss her until she came down. Liv relaxed and sighed.

  “Don’t think that I’m done with you yet. Remember what I told you?” Drew asked and gave her wink.

  “Oh, yes, I remember. Come and fulfill that threat!” Liv squealed and Drew threw her back on the bed.

  “Oh, shit, condoms!” Drew groaned.

  “Nightstand!” Liv shouted and sat up to watch him. The man was something else. Gorgeous from head to toe, she thought and marveled at him as he put on the condom and grinned. “Mmm, you are simply too hot, Drew.” She smiled while watching him climb back on the bed.