by J. Richards
“Did you beat her?” Dave’s voice cracks over the question. “I heard her scream. I’ll kill you for putting your hands on her.” The match extinguishes and he lights another.
“I would never hurt her.” He steps closer and slaps the light switch against the wall. The sudden light blinds Dave, and Gavin tackles him to the ground.
Dave struggles under Gavin’s weight, trying to throw him off. Gavin’s anger pushes him. He cannot let Dave overpower him and get to Victoria. He lifts the gun in his hand and pounds the butt into Dave’s temple. The big guy crumples and drops back onto the tile. Gavin rolls him to his stomach and opens up the cabinet closet.
“You should know better than to break into a Dominant’s house,” he tells the unconscious body. He pulls a spool of rope from the cabinet and begins to bind Dave’s wrists behind his back. Unconcerned with blood flow or tingling, Gavin tugs it tightly and knots it. He stands and shakes his head in disgust.
Gavin picks up his cell phone and dials nine-one-one. He explains the situation and assures them everyone is well but to hurry. He doesn’t want this scumbag to cause Victoria any more stress.
“Victoria,” he yells from the kitchen, keeping his foot on Dave’s back for added precaution. “Come out of the bathroom, kitten. All is well. Please stay in the bedroom though, until the police get here.”
He hears her weak answer of “OK.”
Within fifteen minutes Gavin hears the sirens of the approaching cop car. Dave is still passed out but there’s no blood and his breathing is steady. He can’t decide he if he wishes he had killed him or is happy he didn’t. A loud knock sounds at the door.
“Victoria, I need you to go to the door and let the police in,” he calls to her. She scurries from the hall to the door. He grins when he sees she is wearing another pair of his sweats and a baggy sweatshirt he’s had since collage.
Officer Carrion and Victoria enter into the kitchen and both look stunned.
Carrion speaks first. “What the hell happened?”
“He came back for round two, I guess. I hit him in the temple with my pistol. He’s been out for a little over fifteen minutes and he’s breathing fine.”
“Damn good knots, Jones!” The cop shakes his head and steps over to lift the big man to his feet. Dave wakes and starts to struggle. “Oh, you aren’t going anywhere. We’re gonna have you over for a long, long visit, Mr. Rollins.”
Gavin grins at the cop’s joke and grabs Dave’s other elbow.
“Allow me to walk the two of you out,” Gavin says in a sincere-sounding tone. Victoria backs into the hallway to avoid eye contact with Dave.
“Well, I’d appreciate that,” Carrion adds.
They heft Dave out to the patrol car. Carrion reads him his Miranda rights and slams the door closed on the asshole. He turns to Gavin and shakes his hand. “I’ll have questions I need to ask you, but I see no rush. Will you stop by the station in the morning to answer them?”
“Be happy to. Thank you for taking out the trash.”
“Best part of the job!” Carrion grins and climbs into his car, driving away with Victoria’s fears.
Gavin walks back into the house and locks the doors. As soon as he turns around, the small woman throws herself into his arms. Her legs and arms lock around his body, and she pulls like she can’t get close enough. She kisses him all over his face in loud smacking pats of her lips. He chuckles and rubs her back with one hand. The other hand is under her ass, holding her up against him.
“Thank you, Gavin. Thank you. Oh, thank you.” She says the words over and over, her gratitude overwhelming him.
“I would do it a million times over, Victoria. I only want your safety and your happiness.” He tangles his hand in her hair and pulls her back so he can look at her. Her eyes are blurry with unshed tears. “Shh, baby girl. We’re safe now. I’ve got you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Back in the bedroom, he lays her on her back, stripping her slowly, being sure to cover every inch of her perfect body with kisses and gentle nips. His hands explore all of her curves until she is once again squirming in need. He shucks his pants and slides his hands under her back. He lifts her body to his chest and reverses their positions.
“Straddle me, kitten,” he whispers.
Her legs open, and her ass meets his thighs. The fleshy length of his penis is trapped between his stomach and hers. Gavin grabs a condom from the bedside table and puts it on. His hands cup her ass, and he lifts her up. She grabs for his cock and positions him in place. He drops her body and impales her. She groans in pleasure and her head falls back.
He leans forward and kisses her throat. “Ride me, baby girl.”
His hands graze up her side, and he fondles her tits as she rolls her hips on top of him. He tilts her hips as she lifts and drops on his cock, each stroke bringing them both back up the peak. She hovers on the edge for a moment, and he grins. Reaching for her clit, he pinches the nub between his thumb and forefinger. Her hips buck shamelessly as she rides out the bliss he creates in her. Her body pulls him over with her. He growls out his orgasm. Her aftershock milks the last bite of jizz from his sack.
Gavin strokes his hands down her spine and pulls her to his chest. Her cheek turns, and she closes her eyes, exhausted from the last few days and their lovemaking. He plants a kiss at the top of her head and she sighs.
Her breathing evens out and he smiles in her hair. The little fighter has fallen asleep with his cock still inside of her. Little by little he softens, and the feeling is incredible. He continues to stroke her back in random patterns, lulling himself to fall into sleep with her.
* * *
The two weeks after Dave’s arrest pass without a single incident of drama. Vicki’s home was cleaned and repaired and she was happy to find it perfectly restored. Minus her furniture, of course. Gavin had had someone replace the floors for her before the cleaning crew had even arrived to take care of the smoke damage. She owed so much more than her life to Gavin. Little by little she was becoming the perfect submissive for him. Learning all the protocols he liked and the responses that made him lose his tight grip on his control and give her the come she often begged him for. He was a generous Dominant. Never refusing her an orgasm and always knowing when she was uncomfortable. She had yet to use her safe word and didn’t see any indication she would need to in the future. He still reminded her of it each and every time she entered his home.
Tonight he was taking her out on a real date. Kind of. Stacey and Uri were coming along. She was quickly forming a very strong bond with Stacey. They now worked out together, and she could confide her submissive questions to Stacey if she wasn’t comfortable asking Gavin.
Her doorbell chimes throughout the house. Butterflies jump around in her belly, and she wonders if this feeling will ever end with Gavin. Perhaps in time, but she doubts it. He keeps her on her toes. No two nights are ever the same, yet she knows what is expected of her. Only her submission. It is so freeing! She opens the door and dives into his waiting arms. He tucks her close to his chest and kisses her temple.
“You look gorgeous,” he whispers in her ear. She giggles and steps out of his hold.
“Thank you.” She blushes. Her seafoam-green sundress ties around her neck and gives a generous peek at her lush cleavage. The hem flirts with her thighs when she walks. Gavin’s height allows her to finally have a reason to wear her six-inch black pumps. “I’m ready when you are.”
“No, you aren’t.” He grins wickedly, and her pussy contracts.
“I’m not?” she asks as she steps back into the house. He follows her in and shuts the door.
“No, kitten. You are not.” He gets to his knees and slips his hands under the skirt of her dress. He hooks his fingers into her panties and peels them down her legs. Tapping against one ankle and then the other, he has her step out of them. He holds them up and smirks at her. “I bought you a brand-new pair this afternoon that would please me greatly to see you wear them.”
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br /> “OK.” She smiles down at him and runs her fingers over his freshly shaven head. The smooth skin feels wonderful under her fingertips.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a thin, black lacy thong. Other than color, she can tell no difference in the two panties. She holds his shoulder for balance as he pulls them into place. He tugs tightly, the string of the thong disappearing between her ass cheeks. She can feel a hard plastic bump in the panties. It rests against her clit and tingles swirl through her core.
“Beautiful.” He stands and kisses her softly. His hand drops to the center of her lower back, and he ushers her out to the truck. He lifts her up into her seat and fastens her buckle.
At the small Italian restaurant a town over, they follow the hostess to their table. Uri and Stacey are already seated. Everyone hugs before settling in to order drinks. The small venue is crowded and she has to lean over the table to hear Stacey. The men have begun discussing business at the gym and she rolls her eyes at Stacey playfully.
“Do they ever talk about anything else?” she says and giggles. Suddenly a shock of vibrations take over her clit. She slams her hand on the table with a gasp.
“Are you OK?” Stacey asks, placing her hand on Vicki’s shoulder.
“Um, I…” She turns her head to look at Gavin. Deep in conversation, he turns his head slightly and grins at her.
Stacey laughs and sits back. “Oh, I see.”
“No, it’s nothing. I just remembered I forgot something is a-all,” Vicki stutters, trying to cover her reaction.
“Yeah!” Stacey bursts out laughing. “You forgot not to let your Dom put you in ‘new’ panties before going out in public.” She air quotes “new” with her fingers, and Vicki’s face flushes an embarrassing red.
“Oh fuck,” she whispers, her eyes shutting tightly. She leans toward Stacey and asks quietly, “What do I do?”
“One of two things, I suppose.” The other woman’s smile matches Gavin’s. “You can pretend it doesn’t bother you and he might shut it off.” She pauses. “Which is doubtful since it’s obvious he’s enjoying your squirming. Or you can cum. Right here in front of us all, and let him see you’re willing to give him everything he wants, whenever he wants it.”
“Ohh.” Vicki groans as the pleasure mounts. “I hate him.”
“I understand exactly how you feel, honey.” Stacey giggles and winks at Gavin.
Vicki’s world shatters into bits and she bangs her forehead on the table, accidentally drawing more attention to herself. She sinks her teeth into her lip to keep from screaming out her joy. She forces air in and out of her nose, and the waves of bliss slow. The vibrator is shut off and she huffs.
Slowly, she turns her head to look at Gavin. He leans over and kisses her cheek.
“Beautiful,” he says with a smirk.
Their food arrives and the conversation flows easily for the rest of the night. Vicki enjoys a few cocktails that Stacey had recommended. Her head is swimming with the alcohol and Gavin’s presence.
After the meal, he holds her hand on the tabletop, bringing their combined hands to his lips now and again so he can place kisses to the backs of her fingers. She will never forget the horrors that all started when some pervert smacked her ass in Gavin’s gym, but she will be forever be grateful that the events brought him into her life.
He has given her the strength to turn all her worries and fears over to a patient wolf.
END
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