by Rose Nickol
“Evan, do you have anything to add?” asked Dave.
Evan McNeil was also a member of the Air Force and did bodyguard work with Kyle. As security for the Club, he had access to things Kyle didn’t want to know about. He was a computer genius and had every electronic gadget available wired into the Club’s security. Not very often did someone get over on him.
“As soon as I got the file from Theresa, I started working on it. As Dave said, based on the recommendations, the men were given full privileges and allowed on the floor. In the future, I would suggest in this situation we make a rule that a twenty-four-hour waiting period be instituted before allowing visiting members on the floor. That way, myself or a member of my team would be able to verify the recommendations and run a basic background check.”
“Agreed,” said Dave and Kyle in unison.
“I have calls out to the security teams of both clubs to verify the validity of the recommendations, but have not heard back yet. I have a feeling that the recommendations are bogus, and will apprise you when I hear back,” Evan said. “I have printed out pictures of the two missing men and will circulate them discretely in the community to see if we can find them, but unless they show themselves, I don’t really expect to have much luck.”
“What do you propose we do with the six we have in the dungeon?” Kyle asked.
“Well, there are several things I would like to do, however the safest and most legal option would be to let them go and ban them from all the clubs in our network as neither of the girls want to press charges. Unless one of them will press charges, the police are powerless, and if the girls do press charges, it means a trail and publicity, and I don’t think any of us want that. We have some respected members of the community who come here and do not want that made public. Not that any of them would condone what happened, but I believe everyone would like as much privacy as we can provide, including the girls. Once the word spreads in the community about what they pulled, they will not be allowed in any respectable club in the country. I also suggest posting their pictures online with a warning to everyone who sees them about who they are and what they are doing,” stated Evan.
“Good idea, Evan,” said Dave. “By posting their names and pictures online, anyone who Googles them will see who they are and what they have done.”
“I agree,” said Kyle. “We want to everything we can to make sure they don’t do this to anyone ever again. Do you have any suggestions, Dean?”
“No, I like the ideas Evan came up with and will be instituting some of them in our club. I suggest we contact everyone in our network and apprise them of the situation and what measures we are taking and recommend that these be standard in all the clubs in our network. Connie, love, do you have any suggestions?”
“No, Sir,” Connie said quietly, and moved into Dean’s lap, wanting closer contact, obviously upset by the evening’s events. Dean wrapped her in his arms, trying to give her comfort. Dean and Connie were not permanent, yet. Dean planned on doing something about that soon.
“Well, then,” Kyle said, “since no one has anything further, I suggest we all call it a night and take care of our women.”
Connie stood and walked over to Rachel. “I’ll leave my number with Craig and you call me if you need anything, or just to talk. I’d like to get to know you better, and I am so sorry this happened to you.” Reaching down, she gave her a hug and walked over to Jenna, saying basically the same thing and also hugging the woman. She then went back to Dean and stood in the circle of his arms, and he quietly walked her out the door.
“Kyle, Craig, if there is anything Evan or I can do, please call us. You can’t believe how upset we are and we will do everything we can to make sure this never happens again. Rachel, Jenna, I am so sorry. Please believe we will do everything we can to protect you and all other subs in the future. This should have never happened and you can’t believe how sorry we are that you girls paid the price for our negligence. We will never be able to make it up to either of you,” Dave said. His heartfelt words touched Jenna’s heart and she started crying again.
“Shhh. Shhh, baby, it’s okay,” Kyle whispered as the two men and Craig and Rachel left the room. What a fucked up night, he thought to himself. After tonight, Jenna will probably never want anything to do with the club, let alone him, again. How will he ever make it up to her? How can she ever trust him or feel safe with him? Some bodyguard he was, he couldn’t even protect his woman in his club.
As if she could read his thoughts, Jenna said quietly, “None of this was your fault. You did everything you could to keep me and Rachel safe. You were not the one responsible for letting those men into the club and now you are doing everything you can to correct the situation and make sure it never happens again.”
Kyle couldn’t believe this woman. After all she had been through, to worry about him and his feelings was amazing. Jenna was definitely the one he had been looking for all his life. What he had done to deserve her, he had no idea. Now, to convince her of it and not fuck it up in the process. God, if you grant me this gift, I will spend the rest of my life worshiping her, he prayed and he was not a man who prayed often.
“Baby,” he said quietly, “do you want another whiskey, or should we just go to bed?”
“I think I’ve had enough, I’m very tired, let’s just go to bed. Tomorrow is a new day and I want today over and done with,” Jenna answered him.
Standing, Kyle carried her into the bedroom. “Do you need to go the bathroom,” he asked?
“Yes,” she answered, and started to walk in that direction. “I’ll carry you,” he said.
“No, I can walk.” But she stumbled as she spoke, unsteady on her feet from the whiskey and events of the night.
Kyle lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. Setting her back on her feet, he closed the door and stood outside it to give her a few minutes of privacy. If she ever agreed to be his, he was never letting her go, he vowed.
When she signaled she was done, he again lifted her and took her to the bed. Pulling back the covers, while holding her with one hand, he then laid her in the bed.
“Do you want me to sleep on the couch?” he asked, scared of her answer.
“You don’t want to be with me?” she cried, afraid that he didn’t want her since she had been tainted by that other man.
“Oh, baby, that’s not it, of course I want to be with you. I just thought you might not want me in here tonight,” he whispered.
“Please don’t leave me alone. Please make love with me. I want to feel your hands on me. I want you to erase the feel of that man and what he did, what he wanted to do. Please, just hold me and love me,” she cried pitifully.
“Jenna, if I could, I would never let you go. I don’t want to ever see you hurt again and will do anything to prevent that,” he said passionately.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took the blanket, folded it, and placed it on the foot of the bed. “T-shirt on or off?” he asked.
“Off,” she answered.
He gently lifted the shirt over her head, cringing at the marks already showing on her breasts. He laid on the bed beside her, spooning her back to his front. “Are you sore, can I touch you?” he asked, afraid of hurting her more than she had been that evening.
“Please,” she breathed. “Please make love to me,” she said, rolling in his arms so that she was facing him.
Leaning down, he lightly brushed his lips to hers, afraid of hurting her. “Please, I won’t break. Make love to me. Fuck me, make me forget. Make me yours,” she said against his lips, deepening the kiss and pressing her tongue inside his mouth.
She needed him, the Dom Kyle. She needed her Master. “Master, please make me yours. Take your sub, please.” She was so afraid after that man had touched her that Kyle wouldn’t want her. Jenna didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but tonight she needed Kyle and wanted this.
Gently, he did as she asked and made love to her, treating her as if sh
e was made of glass, being careful to make sure it was good for her. Doing something he seldom did, giving her pleasure and not worrying about his own. When she screamed his name in release, he finally let go and took his own pleasure.
Lying there naked, with her head pillowed on his shoulder, and his arms wrapped around her, he was content. Yes, the night had been totally FUBAR, but maybe some good could come of it. They needed to find the other two men, but he was confident Evan and his people could take care of it.
Kyle woke early, as was his habit, and went to call the kitchen and order some coffee and rolls for breakfast. It was Sunday already and the week loomed ahead. Unfortunately, he had an assignment during the week ahead that he could not give up or pass on to another and had to be out of contact for most of the week. It was an important gig and had been planned for several months. He hoped Jenna would understand that he would be out of contact and not able to talk to her often, if at all. He really didn’t want to leave her for the week after all that had happened, but had no choice.
His phone rang, and he saw it was Evan. “What’s the report?” he answered.
“The six men in the dungeon have been threatened and released, per the meeting last night. No further information about the two missing ass-hats, but I still have people working on it. Per Craig, Rachel had a difficult night and the doc will be back to check on her today. I suggest surveillance on both girls until the last two jerks have been located, but didn’t want to bring it up last night. Craig agrees. This can be done with or without their knowledge. I know you will be busy all week and will personally make sure Jenna is safe at all times. How is she doing?” Evan said with military precision. Once in the service, always in the service.
“Thanks man, that makes me feel better. She woke a couple times during the night with nightmares, but thankfully, it wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle. Thanks for asking. I will discuss it with her, but you’re right, surveillance at all times. And if she doesn’t agree, we do it anyway.” He was glad Evan offered to watch Jenna for him, it made him feel better about having to be gone all week Ending the call, a knock at the door indicated the coffee and rolls had arrived.
Sitting and drinking his coffee, he contemplated his life and how to fit Jenna in, because she was going to fit, whether she knew it or not. Jenna was the girl he had spent his life looking for and he was not going to let go now, or any time. She would be his. Now he just had to convince her of that.
Hearing noises coming from the bedroom, he rose and took a cup of coffee back to her. “Good morning, baby, how do you feel today?” he asked.
She smiled at him and said, “Good morning yourself. Does my face look awful?” she asked, referring to the place the jerk from last night had hit her.
“Bruised, but it will fade. You still look beautiful to me.” And with her hair tousled from the sex and sleeping, she was beautiful in his eyes. He leaned over and brushed her lips with his in a gentle kiss. “Here, I brought you some coffee, and there are rolls in the other room. What do you want to do today?”
“I’m not sure. I should go home and do some things there. I need to work tomorrow, but I can do that from home for a few days. I don’t have to go into the office until Thursday and hopefully the bruising will be gone by then. I’m not sure how I would explain my face to anyone,” she said, biting her lip. “I need to call Sadie and tell her about what happened before she hears it from someone else and worries about me.”
Jenna knew that Sadie was also friends with Rachel and didn’t want her hearing about what had happened through gossip, knowing how things could get mixed up.
Kyle handed her his phone and left the room to let her make her call.
Chapter Seven
After a few minutes, Kyle came back in the room and, sitting on the edge of the bed, took her coffee and put in on the nightstand. Taking both of her hands in his, he said, “Evan has suggested that someone watch you and Rachel until the other two jerks have been found. The men in the dungeon have been released, but there are still two missing and we don’t know what they will do or if you and Rachel are safe. They may see you both as a threat.”
“Is that really necessary? There is no way they could know where I live and I don’t see how I could be in danger. I don’t even know what any of them look like. I didn’t get a good view of the one who attacked me and don’t see how I could be a threat to them,” Jenna answered.
“Baby, nobody knows what these men are capable of. Evan is running background checks with the information we have, but we don’t know how accurate what they gave us is and what we will be able to find. We just want to make sure you and Rachel are safe and that no one hurts either of you again. You don’t have to decide now. Think it over today and we will discuss it again this evening. Now, how about we spend the day here watching old movies and relaxing, how does that sound?” And you will have protection he thought to himself, not wanting to say it out loud and upset her. As Evan had said earlier, with or without her knowledge. Kyle just smiled at Jenna, letting her think he had dropped it.
Jenna knew better than to think Kyle would let this go so easily, but didn’t want to argue and said, “Movies sound great. I love old action movies and am sure we can find something. I’d like to shower and put some clothing on, then a roll sounds great.” Putting a smile on her face, she lifted up on her toes and kissed his mouth. When she got home, she wasn’t going to do anything but rest anyway, and why not enjoy her afternoon with Kyle?
“Do you want help in that shower?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
“If you’re up to it,” she said with a touch of sass over her shoulder as she sprinted toward the bathroom.
Following her, he was glad she was in a mood to play. They showered and played, then showered again. It was the middle of the afternoon before they got to the movies. Luckily, Jenna’s experience hadn’t scared her too much to play with Kyle. Afterward, he again dressed her in one of his T-shirts. He would have liked to keep her naked, but knew she would not be comfortable with that yet. Even though he would be comfortable naked with her, he put on a pair of boxers.
They spent the remainder of the afternoon and early evening watching action movies, cuddling, and eating junk food he had delivered from the kitchen. Soon, the day was over. “Do you want to stay another night?” he asked.
“Yes,” she answered honestly, “but I need to work tomorrow and even though I can work from home, I like to keep in a routine and start early. It would be best if I went home. Would you like to come with me? You could spend the night if you wanted to.”
“Definitely. I would have insisted if you hadn’t offered.” She was glad that she’d asked. It was going to be hard enough to leave her for the next week
He gave her another sundress to wear, and of course, no underwear. Taking her home in the truck, he had her sit as he had before, bare ass to the seat and legs spread. This time she complied with no hesitation. He didn’t play with her as he had done earlier, and instead just enjoyed the view.
They got drive-thru food for dinner and he took her back to her apartment. She went into her normal routine, doing what she needed to do for the week while he watched TV. Jenna was amazed at how well Kyle fit in her home. He seemed very comfortable, and she was comfortable with him being there. When she had dated before and had men in her house, it was always awkward, but not with Kyle. He just seemed to fit, like he was supposed to be there.
Jenna finished her chores and went to join Kyle on the couch. He turned so she could lie in the V of his legs, and she relaxed back against him, his arms around her, his hands cupping her breast and playing with the nipples. I felt good. It felt right. This was where she belonged. Kyle felt the same way. This was what he had been looking for. He was comfortable and felt at home, something he hadn’t felt before with anyone else. He still hadn’t told her that he also needed to work next week and that she wouldn’t be able to reach him most of the time. He was afraid she would see it as him abandonin
g her, but couldn’t do anything about it.
As the evening wore on, he knew putting it off would just make it worse and finally, he turned off the movie they had been watching and turned her to face him. He took both her hands in his and said, “I need to tell you something, baby.”
Oh no, here it comes, she thought, the “it’s been great fucking you, but this is it” speech. “Uh huh,” she whispered.
“I have to work all next week and may not be able to contact you before Friday. I’ve had this assignment planned for several months and I am the only one who can do it. If I could, I would send someone else, but it is just not possible. I know the timing sucks, but there is nothing I can do.”
Yep, here it was. He’d wrapped it up in a nice package, but Jenna was sure that, come the end of the week, she would either get the brushoff call or never hear from him again. Well it had been great while it lasted and she still had tonight. One more night of great sex. If that’s all she got, she would take it.
“Why so sad, baby?” he asked.
“Just tired. I think I’m ready to go in the bedroom. Are you coming, or do you need to go?” she asked.
“I’d like to spend the night. I don’t have to leave until early in the morning and want to make love to you again to hold me through the week,” he said with a cheeky grin.
“Okay, I’d like that too,” she said, tightening her resolve. She’d take what she could get and be happy with it.
Kyle made gentle love to Jenna, waking her several times during the night. He felt that she was holding something back. He couldn’t tell for sure what it was, but there was something there. Morning came too soon, and he hated to wake her, but was not going to leave without saying good-bye.
He woke her and they said their good-byes. Kissing her with all the love he felt, he left. There was still something Jenna was holding back, but he needed to get his head in the game and do his job.
