by Redrae Gunn
Caleb took two steps back and admired the view. Tayen’s small, dark nipples puckered under his scrutinizing gaze, and she closed her eyes, breathing deeply twice. She opened her eyes, met his gaze, her nipples hardening further.
Caleb motioned for Tayen to come to him. She took two steps toward him, stepping out of her dress, and he motioned for her to stop. She halted immediately. He pointed to the floor where she stood, and Tayen immediately and gracefully kneeled. She kept her knees together, her hands clasped in front of her, and her eyes were focused on his hands.
Caleb walked around Tayen, admiring the pretty, white thong, the shoes he had picked, her dark skin, her hair and then stood in front of her. He reached down and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Never sexually submissive?” he asked.
“No, sir, Caleb, Master,” Tayen stuttered, forced her head down, apologized, and admitted that she was nervous.
“Sir is fine,” Caleb replied forcing her chin back up. Caleb released her chin and motioned for her to rise, which she did, so gracefully, Caleb sighed in appreciation and then held out his hand. Tayen placed her hand in his, and Caleb led her upstairs to his bedroom.
Caleb removed Tayen’s shoes before they entered the bedroom. He motioned for her to stay by door. He pulled the soft, blue throw blanket from the end of the bed, folded it into a square, and set it at the foot of the bed.
“You can kneel here,” Caleb instructed, motioning to the blanket. Tayen left her position and kneeled gracefully on the blanket, positioning herself as before, knees together, hands clasped together, head down, watching his hands.
“In a sexually submissive relationship this submissive position will need to be modified. Hands behind your back,” Caleb said and Tayen immediately did as he asked. Caleb positioned her hands so that each hand was grasping the other forearm.
Tayen’s breasts jutted out, and she resisted the urge to cover herself. “Very nice,” Caleb complimented, and Tayen relaxed at his praise.
Caleb kneeled in front of Tayen. He put a finger under her chin forcing her to look at him.
“I don’t think you have anything to be embarrassed about when it comes to displaying your pussy,” Caleb said softly as he spread her knees apart. When her knees were further than shoulder length apart, Caleb stood and walked back a few steps. “Relax your toes. You can sit on your ankles, or on your behind. Figure out what you prefer.”
Tayen swallowed hard and adjusted herself a couple of ways, finally settling on toes barely crossed, her butt resting against her outturned ankles. Her heart was racing. It was different with David. He never referred to her pussy. He didn’t care exactly how she kneeled. He didn’t want her bare breasts jutting into space.
Tayen felt so nervous, self-conscious, and turned on. This was sexy as hell, and she, despite her nervousness, was enjoying herself. She felt more relaxed knowing that she was now positioned as Caleb liked. Tayen could smell her own female scent mixed with a faint amount of sweat from their hours spent in the hot sun.
Caleb nodded his head as he watched her nostrils flare. “I like that, too,” he said rubbing his chin, watching Tayen as she smelled her own sex, now that she was completely exposed. “Your scent and your position. If you need to kneel up, you may, but as long as your knees and arms stay the way they are you are free to position the rest of your body as you need as long as you stay on the blanket.”
“Thank you, Caleb,” Tayen said softly.
Caleb’s chest squeezed tight at Tayen thanking him. Thanking him for what? Placing a blanket on the floor? Positioning her body in the way that he liked so that he could enjoy looking at her? Caleb rubbed his hands through his hair. Tayen’s hands slipped from behind her back, and she quickly replaced them.
“Tayen, are you tired?” Caleb asked, remembering how early she had gotten up in the morning. It was far past the sun setting.
“Not…yes, actually.” Tayen’s head dropped. She was worried that Caleb would be disappointed, but she was exhausted. She hated admitting weakness, but she was spent, physically and emotionally.
“I am, too,” Caleb said, and he motioned for Tayen to rise. Once again she rose gracefully and followed Caleb to his dresser. “I took the liberty of purchasing you a couple pairs of pajamas to wear over here.” Caleb handed Tayen the glossy, black paper bag that was on the top of the dresser.
Tayen took the bag, looked at Caleb, and broke into a huge smile.
“I absolutely love pajamas,” Tayen said, and she ran over to the bed with her bag. She didn’t peek into the bag like he had expected. Tayen turned the bag over and dumped its contents on the bed. Caleb laughed at her eagerness. No wonder David loved buying gifts for Tayen. Her exuberance at accepting them would make any man pleased. She didn’t say that he shouldn’t have or any of the other lame excuses that so many women make.
“These are so soft.” Tayen rubbed the pants against her face. “I love the color. This shirt has to go with these pants,” Tayen said holding up a tank top with a smiling sun on the front.
Caleb nodded his head as Tayen held up the second pair of pajamas. They were white silk, with shorts and matching cami.
“These are interchangeable,” Tayen said appreciatively as she switched the tops and bottoms. “I love them, Caleb.” Tayen turned and ran back to Caleb giving him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you!”
Tayen ran back to the bed and started to put on the fuzzy, blue pants. She stopped suddenly and looked at Caleb. His laughter started soft and then he roared. “You have permission to get dressed in whichever pair you chose,” Caleb managed to say through his laughter.
Tayen grabbed the fuzzy, blue pants and the shirt with the sun on it. Once dressed, she looked at Caleb. He was leaning against the dresser, still in his tux, smiling at her. He felt content. Tayen signaled him to come to her with her finger. He raised his eyebrows, wondering if she had forgotten who was in charge when they were in the bedroom.
“Wouldn’t it please you if I helped you out of your clothes and into your pajamas, too, Caleb?” Tayen asked, grinning like a smoldering temptress.
“What you are trying to say is that you want to tear into your well-wrapped package,” Caleb replied, staying right where he was. Caleb frowned for a second. He hadn’t meant to refer to himself as “her package.” This was moving too fast. They hadn’t even defined the parameters of their relationship. Caleb noticed Tayen looking at him, her head cocked to the side, concern in her eyes. His smile immediately replaced the frown.
“Yes,” Tayen replied. “I’ve been thinking about how to undress you all night, and I believe I have the perfect plan. Of course, I’ve never had a package unwrap itself.” Tayen paused thinking about the luscious mental image that formed in her mind. “The choice is whatever you want.”
“Don’t ever forget that either, little wolf,” Caleb said as he crossed the room so quickly that Tayen scrambled backward. Caleb caught her around the waist and kissed her forcefully on the mouth. His tongue slid inside her mouth, and she relaxed into his embrace, letting his tongue play with hers.
“I think,” Caleb said, pulling up from the kiss, “you can undress me.” He kissed her quickly and took two steps back.
Tayen shook her head, regaining her equilibrium after the kiss. She looked determinedly into Caleb’s eyes and took two steps forward. Tayen looked up at Caleb. She had never undressed a man like this. Her ex had always undressed, with lights off, hopped into bed, and dry fucked her. The few men she had been with before that didn’t even count compared to Caleb.
Tayen brought her hands to Caleb’s white shirt. They were shaking, and she breathed in deeply, exhaling slowly. Caleb caught Tayen’s hands in his.
“You can do nothing wrong,” Caleb whispered and then kissed her forehead.
Tayen managed a weak smile and then focused on removing the vest. Next she removed the cuff links and unbuttoned the white shirt. Tayen pulled gently on the bow tie, and it fell into her hand like a wave l
icking the beach. She pulled the tie from around Caleb’s neck and placed it, along with the cuff links, on the top of his dresser.
Tayen stood in front of Caleb. His white shirt unbuttoned, exposing the muscles of his chest and the carefully groomed chest hair. Just a splash from right below his neck line extended over the top of his pectoral muscles. A thin trail ran between his muscles down to a few inches above his belly button, then the thin, fine hair spread across his rippled abdomen.
Tayen traced the hair with her fingertips. She led Caleb over to the bed and patted the mattress. Caleb sat down as Tayen kneeled at his feet and removed his shoes. Caleb appreciated her deliberate untying and loosening of the shoe strings before sliding them gently off his feet. Next she removed his socks, making sure that they weren’t balled up or inside out as she placed them next to his shoes.
Tayen gently pulled Caleb from the bed so that he was once again standing. She unbuttoned his pants and let them slide to his feet before pointing to the bed. Caleb sat down, and Tayen removed his pants. She folded them and set them next to the other items on Caleb’s dresser.
Tayen got on the bed and removed first Caleb’s left arm from his shirt. She let it slide down his back as she moved to his right side and removed that arm as well. Caleb noticed that instead of removing his right arm first, Tayen had noticed that he was left handed and started on his left side.
Caleb was about to say something. Tayen placed her finger to his lips. Caleb was silent. How could she have known that he wanted to tell her something? He didn’t linger on the thought as Tayen motioned him to stand. She pulled back the covers on his side and then motioned for him to sit. She patted the mattress further toward the middle than she had before. Caleb was intrigued, so he plopped backward landing directly where she had requested.
Tayen lifted Caleb’s feet off the floor and spun him so that he was sitting with his feet on one side of the bed. She pulled two of the three pillows from the headboard and pushed on Caleb’s chest until he lay back in the bed. She threw the comforter over his body and approached the end of the bed.
Caleb watched Tayen’s eloquent, deliberate movements and couldn’t help it when his cock decided that it was no longer tired. Even in her long, fuzzy pants she was sexy as hell. The silent thing that she was doing was adding to the mood. All he could do was watch and wonder what she was going to do next. It was one of the most confusing and erotic things he had ever experienced.
Usually women wanted to talk, and it was such a distraction to what they were doing. Tayen had requested silence so that she could concentrate on Caleb. In turn he was able to concentrate on her concentrating on him. It was so intense, and Caleb felt his chest tighten again as Tayen grasped each foot in one of her hands and started a slow, deep massage. Caleb groaned in appreciation despite Tayen wanting silence.
Tayen worked her way through each foot, calf muscles, thighs, hip bones, sides, ribs, shoulders, arms, and finally fingers. Caleb felt every muscle tighten and then turn to Jell-O under her hands. His fingers were tingling by the time she massaged each one, finishing it with a kiss to the tips.
Caleb drifted into the most relaxing sleep as Tayen switched out the movies, adjusted the pillows, and climbed behind him. She placed a pillow between her legs and pulled Caleb into her so that his head was resting on the pillow right on her abdomen.
Caleb nuzzled into the pillow and wrapped Tayen’s legs around his chest. “What happened to the second Predator movie?” he mumbled.
“You just suffered through it, beautiful,” Tayen said massaging Caleb’s scalp. “We are on to Alien now.”
“I didn’t suffer much.” Caleb yawned as he pulled Tayen’s legs tighter against his chest. He fell asleep as Tayen ran her fingers through his hair.
Tayen woke halfway through the night and gasped when she looked down and saw Caleb looking up at her.
“Why do you sleep better when you fall asleep to the Alien and Predator movies?” Caleb asked.
Tayen shook her head, trying to get her bearings. “They make my nightmares not seem so scary,” Tayen replied.
“Why?” Caleb asked.
Tayen rubbed her eyes. “Um…” She paused. She couldn’t think straight yet. It was the middle of the damn night. “I lived. In the movies the people aren’t so lucky.”
“But you don’t like scary movies,” Caleb reminded her.
“No,” Tayen replied setting her jaw. She was done talking about this. She pulled away from Caleb and walked into the bathroom to relieve herself. When she came back out Caleb had restarted the movie and was lying on his side, head resting in his hand.
“Will you ever feel comfortable enough with me to tell me?” Caleb asked. His eyes were soft, vulnerable, and hopeful.
“Yes,” Tayen said firmly.
“It’s something you’ve never told anyone,” Caleb said. It wasn’t a question. It was a statement.
Tayen nodded her head, shook her head, then nodded it again.
“You tried to tell someone,” Caleb said.
Tayen nodded her head once. Her cheek bones flexed violently as she gritted her teeth.
“No more questions,” Caleb said softly. “Come.” Caleb pulled back the covers and patted the mattress. “I’d like to hold you as we watch Alien.”
Tayen relaxed. No more questions. Good. Holding was good. Caleb was okay. She was safe. It was all good. Tayen crawled into the bed and relaxed when Caleb pulled her into his strong arms. She pulled his arms tighter around her chest, sighed once, and fell asleep.
When Tayen woke with the rising sun Caleb groaned. She stroked his hair and pulled the covers over his bare shoulders. “I’m not running for the hills. I’m going to work. I’ll be in the gym at three.”
Caleb mumbled, “It’s Sunday.”
“I like working on the weekends,” Tayen replied. She kissed Caleb’s temple then kissed the top of his lip. She left quickly, before she was back in bed with him and kissing his gorgeous body in all the places that she wanted to plant her lips.
* * * *
After leaving Meri at Wild Hearts around two Tayen returned home. She entered the lobby area and saw that Alissa was working at Chaps. Tayen sighed. She might as well make nice. She needed more pants for when she went to see Jeff and Maska, not to mention boots for the bike and boots for when she was working on the ranch.
Tayen was also probably going to need a practical leather vest for when she was working at their place, definitely a jacket for the cool nights in the mountains. Leather was the only way to go when working on the ranch. Denim stretched too much and didn’t cling to the body like a second skin, so it was always getting snagged on something and ripping.
When Tayen walked into the store she saw Alissa roll her eyes. Then the haughty blonde turned predatory when she saw that Tayen was alone. Tayen’s pulse quickened and then “survivor girl” took over. Pulse calmed, breathing normal, senses heightened just like in a school yard fight when everything goes slow motion.
“Need more braless shirts?” Alissa called loudly.
Tayen quickly approached the register closing the distance between her and Alissa in four large strides with catlike, fluid movements.
“Actually,” Tayen said softly when Alissa took a step back from the counter, “I’m here to offer a truce.” Alissa’s eyes narrowed and Tayen knew she would say something bitchy, so Tayen beat her to the punch. “Smoke a peace pipe perhaps?”
“I don’t smoke.” Alissa regained her composure and tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.
“I don’t either.” Tayen feigned relief. “So I guess it’s a truce then.” When Alissa just glared, Tayen continued, “I need stuff. You’ll get the commission. If I remain professional you won’t be able to get me banned from the store. If you remain professional I will only buy when you are working.”
Tayen waited while Alissa considered this. Her face had twisted under the decision.
“Fine.” Alissa rolled her eyes.
“Do you know your stuff?” Tayen asked. “The other guy wasn’t that helpful.”
“Worked here for four years now,” Alissa said relaxing a little but still in predator mode. “I can hold my own. Lived in Omaha my whole life so I can get stuff here if other stores have it.”
“So, you’d also know where to find things that weren’t related to leather? Information is valuable for someone not from here.” Hoping that she’d take the bait, Tayen added, “Are employees able to take tips?”
“We are,” Alissa admitted narrowing her gaze, but her expression had softened, regarding Tayen as someone other than a girl who had been with Caleb.
“Great,” Tayen said. “I need…” Tayen pulled a list from the denim skirt that David had chosen and handed it to Alissa.
Alissa hesitated and then took the list. Tayen watched her practically add the money in her head as she went down the list. Suddenly Alissa’s entire demeanor changed and she went into complete helpful mode as she whistled softly.
“Some of this stuff has to be ordered,” Alissa said, taking a pen out and circling a few items on the list.
Forty minutes later Tayen carried two bags out of Chaps and headed upstairs.
* * * *
Tayen came out of the gym locker room and saw two teenage boys at the pool. They were racing each other and doing cannonballs off the diving board. She headed to the punching bag, letting the music in her MP3 carry her into the “other world” as she focused on eliminating her demons.
Twenty minutes later Tayen was in her swimsuit at the pool. The teens were still playing games. They were throwing weighted bricks into the pool and then retrieving them. Tayen watched them for a few minutes before she asked if there were any more bricks as she spit on her goggles.
One of the guys smirked and nodded to the corner where there were four more bricks laying against the wall next to beach balls, kickboards, life jackets, and a variety of other floatation devices. Tayen picked up a brick, and she figured that it weighed maybe eight pounds and came back to the pool. She looked at both the teenage boys and tossed her brick into the middle of the pool at the same depth as theirs.
