Surrender: Keeping Her in the Dark Vol. 4

by Leslie Sansom

  “I think Nick bought me to make Liam jealous and remind himself of you,” she said what we were both thinking.

  “I think so too,” I took a sip from my drink.

  “Anyway, if you don’t mind, I’d like to meet Liam. I know he wasn’t able to help me, but I’d like to thank him anyway.”

  I wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. She looked a lot like me. Her eyes made her look more exotic. There was a small part of me that was just a bit worried for Liam to meet the girl he was trying to save. I already thought he had become obsessed with her before, when he had never even seen her. Meeting her, having Liam meet her too, might bring all those feelings back.

  I didn’t want Liam to have visions of him becoming like Will. Having a big and little Norah at his disposal. It could be dangerous.

  But Liam had come such a long way. He was devoted to me. He said no other women interested him and I believed him. I didn’t understand it, but I believed him.

  Maybe meeting Liam would be ok. Plus, bringing home stragglers had become our new past time.

  “Sure. Why don’t you come home with me for dinner?” it was out of my mouth before I could even stop myself.

  I had a few more things to do at the office and she said she wanted to take care of a few things herself. I gave her our address and told her to come over around 7pm.

  I texted Liam to give him a heads up.

  I made it home around 6:45 and there was no sign of Liam. The house was quiet. I kicked off my shoes and ran upstairs to freshen up.

  I quickly changed my clothes, fixed my makeup and brushed my hair. I ran back downstairs to see if anyone had been home and started anything for dinner.

  The kitchen smelled delicious. Rosa left a note by the crock pot. She explained that she had made chicken and beef for fajitas and that the vegetables were in the refrigerator. I started pulling everything out and setting the table.

  The doorbell rang and I went to answer it.

  “Hello Holly, come on in,” I motioned. She stepped inside. She had changed her clothes too. She was wearing a short black leather skirt with black high heeled sandals and a white tank top. Her bra was black and lacy. The reason I know this is because her shirt was completely see through. My low cut jeans and brown ruffled shirt with cap sleeves seemed a little too casual.

  “Liam isn’t here yet. He had to go visit a friend for a bit. But he should be home soon.”

  “Does he know I’m going to be here,” she asked.

  “Yeah…well I think so. I mean, I texted him earlier.” I led her into the kitchen. “Would you like a drink?” I asked.

  “Is this going to be a problem?” she asked me. I looked up at her as I poured myself a glass of wine.

  “A problem how?” I took a sip of the wine. Remembering I was pregnant I spit it back in the glass.

  “A problem because your husband was going to buy me at an auction and you killed a man to save me. I don’t come with many good memories attached,” she paused when she saw me spit my wine back in the glass. “Bad wine?” she chuckled.

  “No. I’m just…I can’t…I’m taking some meds and can’t drink alcohol with them. I kinda forgot,” I shrugged. “And it’s fine,” I added. “Having you show up is a little shocking, but it’s fine. I wanted to help you and I’m glad I was able to.”

  “Is he going to be angry?” I assumed the ‘he’ she was referring to was my husband.

  “Why would he be angry?” I asked.

  “I heard he can be angry sometimes,” she swirled her finger in the whip topping I was using for our dessert. “I’ll eat that one,” she pointed.

  “Who have you been talking to about Liam?” I was joking because she was right. Dead on. Liam could get angry sometimes; very angry.

  “Nick said a few things and I went back to your office after our lunch. You weren’t there but I ran into a woman named Jane and she told me some more,” she shrugged.

  “Well those are two people I would definitely believe when it comes to Liam,” I took the tray of food into the dining room and she followed me.

  “Really?” she asked.

  “No,” I huffed. “Do me a favor,” I nodded. “There are two sets of tongs in that cabinet over there. Can you grab them for me?” I went back to the kitchen.

  Liam

  I went by Gerald’s house before coming home. I walked in to a quiet house. I liked it when the house was quiet. That meant I could make some noise. I loosened my tie and headed to the dining room.

  Upon entering the dining room I was greeted with Norah’s luscious legs in a very short skirt. She was bending over in front of the buffet cabinet looking for something.

  “Well that is the prettiest sight I’ve seen all day,” I walked up behind her and ran my hand up her leg, under her skirt and over her very bare ass. “No underwear. I like that,” I whispered as I leaned forward letting her feel my erection.

  I heard a large pan of some kind drop on the floor and I jumped. Norah was standing in the dining room doorway.

  “What the fuck?” I moved away from the ass I was grabbing. “How can I be grabbing your ass when you’re over there?” The girl in front of me stood straight up.

  “Because you’re grabbing my ass,” she held out her hand. “Hi, Holly Freeman,” she smiled.

  “Holly?” I looked back at my wife.

  “I guess you didn’t get my text,” she said.

  “I dropped my phone in a toilet,” I walked closer to my wife. I looked at the floor covered in cut up vegetables and leaned forward to give Norah a kiss.

  “I’m sorry, little one. I really thought it was your ass I was grabbing,” I kissed her again.

  “Yeah, let’s hope so,” she whispered back. She went straight to her knees and started picking up the food off the floor.

  “I hope there’s more of that, because it smells wonderful,” there was tension in the room. I was sure I was part of it. I was also sure I should know why, but I was smart enough not to ask.

  “Yes,” she huffed as she went back in the kitchen. “I had two trays.”

  Dinner was awkward. I sat in my usual seat, Norah sat at my right and Holly sat at my left. The girls made small talk about shopping, getting their nails done and the possibility of Holly taking some college classes in her future.

  “I never had time before,” she said. “I was always with someone or working in a club. Living the night life didn’t leave room for much during the day,” she said.

  “Do you have any plans or a major in mind?” I asked.

  “Well I heard you two have a knack for hiring new people on a whim,” I hoped she was joking.

  “Um, well, Liam has as many secretaries as he can handle right now and I,” Norah swallowed so hard I could see her throat move. The little wheels were turning hard trying to think of something. “I, ahh, and well my company is small and I’m not doing anymore hiring at the moment.” She took a sip of her water.

  “Norah, let’s not be so hasty,” I stood up. “Maybe we can continue this conversation over brandy in the study.” I buttoned my jacket and motioned for Holly to move to the study.

  Holly headed out of the dining room and Norah grabbed my arm as I walked near her.

  “What are you doing? Are we a halfway house for everyone who has been bought and sold in the London area?” she asked in a low voice.

  “Why are you so upset?” I asked.

  “I don’t like her or trust her. She keeps looking at you with those eyes,” I laughed.

  “How else would she look at me, little one,” I joked.

  “You think this is funny? There is a former willing slave in my house, who likes to be dominated and controlled, making goo goo eyes at my husband. Oh, and she just happens to look just like me,” she said.

  “Norah, why do you let yourself get so upset over nothing? It’s nothing. She’s just a sexual young girl. Apparently she can’t help it. She doesn’t want me, I promise.”

  “She doesn’t want you, but yo
u want her? Is that what you’re trying to say?” she asked.

  “No.”

  “You’re not attracted to her?”

  “No,” I shrugged.

  “She looks just like me, Liam!” she said a little too loud. “You grabbed her ass thinking it was me!”

  “Ok. Yes. But,” I started to stutter.

  “So you do like her? You are attracted to her? You like the sexy eyes, little advances and crossing and uncrossing of her legs, don’t you?” she crossed her arms against her chest.

  “Any chance I can get out of this conversation with my balls still intact?” I asked.

  “I doubt it.”

  “Let’s have a drink and then she will be gone.”

  We walked in the study and she was sitting on one of the couches with a drink in her hand. I went to the bar and made myself and Norah a drink. I handed Norah hers and watched her just sit it to the side.

  “I’m sorry just to drop in on you guys out of the blue. I tried to stop by a while ago but you weren’t in your office,” she said. She was very relaxed. She draped herself over the side arm of the chair and had her legs kicked out in front of her.

  “A close family friend has been sick and we have been back and forth to the hospital,” I said.

  “Oh, I hope everything works out ok,” she said. She was looking at me like she wanted me to take her clothes off. She was looking at me like my wife wasn’t sitting right next to her.

  “He is much better now,” I said. I was having a hard time not looking at her lips.

  “I’ll keep my fingers crossed,” she said seductively.

  “Yeah, why don’t you keep everything crossed,” Norah nudged her legs that had seemed to fallen open. I may or may not have seen that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Which I already knew from feeling her ass earlier.

  “Where are you from?” Norah asked just as her phone started buzzing on the desk.

  “Excuse me,” she said. She walked to the desk.

  “Sorry, I have to take this. It’s Tim. Event emergency I’m sure,” she answered the call and walked out of the room.

  “I’m so glad she’s gone,” Holly put her drink to the side and lowered herself to her knees. She moved across the floor until she was touching my thighs and could raise herself up to meet my eyes.

  “Ah, what are you doing?” I asked. She ran her hands back and forth against my thighs. I stood up and stepped away. “This is not appropriate.”

  “I know. And I’m sorry. But the girls that told me about the hot guy that wanted to buy me, they really didn’t do you justice.” She stood up and walked closer to me. She was petite like Norah. Her face only came to my chest and she looked up at me with these sexy blue eyes.

  “I think you have the wrong impression of why I wanted to buy you,” I muttered.

  “Yeah, well I’m hoping to change that,” she grabbed my crotch and I jumped back. “Not bad.” She walked back over to the couch and bent over to pick up her bag.

  I watched her skirt rise on her ass again and couldn’t take my eyes away from her smooth skin.

  “Look, I know you’re married. But I think we can work something out.” She handed me a card. “I’m staying at this hotel. Please give me a call,” she kissed her fingers and pressed them against my cheek and walked out.

  I was left holding a card in my hand, lipstick on my cheek and semi hard on.

  “What the fuck was that?” I asked myself.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Norah

  “She grabbed your what?” I yelled.

  “Norah, please don’t be upset. She’s a mixed up young girl,” he said.

  “Please do not defend her!” I screamed at him.

  “Please calm down. It’s over. She’s gone. She made her intentions known and I didn’t accept. End of story.”

  I paced the floor. I had to kick off my heels just so I could walk and turn as fast as I wanted to.

  “I saved her! I saved her sorry ass from being raped and tortured by Nick and this is how she repays me! She tried to steal my husband!”

  “She didn’t try to steal me, little one. And even if she did, it doesn’t matter. I am married to the only woman I want to be with. Little girls don’t interest me,” he said.

  “She’s three years younger than I am, Liam. She’s not a little girl.”

  “Well other women don’t interest me,” he said.

  “Come on, let’s go to bed. Didn’t you have something you wanted to talk to me about,” he asked.

  I turned back to face him. He was right I did need to talk about the pregnancy. But now I was fired up and angry. I wasn’t in the mood to tell him this serious news. He was going to be angry about it and I didn’t want him to be angry when I was angry.

  “Not now,” I said. “We can talk later,” I waved my arms in the air like it wasn’t important although it really was very important.

  “Norah,” he walked up behind me. “Norah, talk to me. What’s bothering you? We have put this talk off for a while now,” he ran his hands over my arms.

  “It’ll keep. I’m tired. Let’s go to bed,” I walked away from him and went straight upstairs.

  I went into my closet and started changing my clothes. I heard the shower turn on and then felt Liam’s hands on my shoulders.

  “Let’s take a hot shower and let me pleasure you,” he whispered in my ear.

  “That sounds nice.”

  We stood in the double head shower rinsing our bodies. The hot water felt so good. I had so much tension in my neck, lower back and shoulders. I looked down at my belly.

  My very little pot belly and ran my hand over it. I was very lucky that I had only gained about 7 lbs. in 17 weeks. But with Gerald being sick and the stress of my husband not knowing I was pregnant yet, I wasn’t eating right. I had to tell him. I had to just tell him. He had to know. It was his right as the father. He was going to notice my little pudge sooner or later and I wanted to be the one to bring it up.

  I turned to face him and I forgot what it was I needed to say. I forgot my own name. He had that look in his eye. That look. The look he got when he wanted something from me. It wasn’t romantic and it wasn’t loving. It was primal. It was animalistic. It was dynamic and powerful. Liam could do anything with just a look in his eyes.

  He touched my shoulder lightly and I dropped straight to my knees. I ran my hands up his legs and rested them on his hips. I took one away and ran it over his massive erection. I looked up at him as I took him in my mouth. He grunted and closed his eyes for a moment.

  When he opened them he had the same cold look in his eyes. I moved back and forth not touching his shaft with my hands. I kept my eyes on him. He liked it when I looked at him.

  As I took him deeper and deeper his hand reached out and caressed my cheek.

  “Such a sweet mouth,” he whispered.

  “Such beautiful skin,” he ran his thumb over my cheek. I moved my mouth to the tip and swirled it with my tongue.

  “Ummm, you know I like that,” he said. He took my chin with his hand and stopped my moving mouth. “Stand up,” he commanded.

  I stood up and he pushed me back against the wall. “Sit down,” he commanded again. Then he pushed me down on the tiled bench. The water sprayed across his back and splashed against my body.

  “Spread your legs,” he said. But he didn’t wait for me to do it. He touched my knees and pushed them apart. Then he bent to his knees and tilted my body to his face.

  “I’m going to eat you alive,” he muttered as he placed his lips at the top of my folds.

  His lips felt like silk against my skin. His tongue felt like velvet. I leaned back against the shower walls and let him take me. He licked and sucked in all the right places. He moved his tongue with such skill. I opened my legs wider and he pressed against them.

  He licked and moved his mouth on me like he was a starved man. I was so close. So very close. Then his hand touched my belly.

  I looked down at his
hand and leaned up quickly. I put my body at an angle so it was difficult for him to reach me.

  “Are you trying to get away?” he looked up at me.

  “Ahh, no. My back hurts a bit,” I lied. He moved his hand and held it out to me.

  “Well then, let’s move somewhere a little more comfortable.” We finished washing each other and then moved to the bed.

  We moved against each other. He kissed me from my neck to my navel. We rolled so I could do the same to him. I loved Liam’s chest. I ran my hand over his nipples and down to his sculpted abs. I moved back up his body and straddled him. He entered me and I moved against him.

  “Ride me, little one,” he panted. And I did. For over 20 minutes and nothing built inside me. I tried and Liam did everything right, but nothing.

  He rolled us and positioned himself between my legs. He thrusted and thrusted. He made his humming sound and whispered his dirty thoughts.

  “Please come, little one. I’m about to explode,” he said.

  “I’m trying…I just can’t,” I whispered.

  “What?” he stopped moving. “What does that mean?” he asked. He looked at me with his cold eyes again. “You’re not even close?” he said.

  “It isn’t you,” I said as I rolled off the bed and stood up.

  “It isn’t? Then what is it?” he asked.

  “I don’t know,” I slipped a t-shirt over my head and grabbed some underwear out of the drawer.

  “No, I think you do. You were uncomfortable in the shower.” He moved to his knees and came closer to me. “What is it, Norah?” I couldn’t help but look at his erection that seemed to be staring back at me.

  “Don’t worry about it. I honestly don’t know. Now, let me do something about that,” I grabbed his shaft and began to stroke it. But he shoved my hand away.

  “Don’t do that. This is serious. I have never failed to make you come. So tell me what’s bothering you?” I didn’t know how to get out of this. I knew it was his hand on my belly. Him touching his child without even knowing it. I couldn’t get it out of my head.

  “Liam, I need to tell you something,” I leaned forward and slipped on my underwear. Before I could say another word his cell phone buzzed. We both looked over at it.