Off Limits: A Bad Boy Romance

by Lauren Landish

  “Good man.”

  “I had a question,” Alix said, and I turned to face her. She looked at me and blushed slightly, but hid it well. She was so beautiful when she blushed, her creamy pale skin darkening just slightly. “What exactly can you do, anyway?”

  “If we stay within the law, not much without getting the cops involved,” Vince said for me. “Kade can tell you more, but the classic step of getting a restraining order requires that you go before a judge and file a grievance, and that requires evidence. If all you can present is this audio recording, the judge is going to want to know what sort of blackmail we’re talking. He could seal whatever it is this Sydney has over you, but the guy would still probably release it before that could happen, contempt of court be damned. Same if you go to press charges, you’d need to present some sort of evidence to the cops and swear out a statement.”

  “What about if you stay somewhat close but on the other side of the law?” Alix asked. “I don’t mean Italian men who walk with accents and make offers he can’t refuse types, but still not exactly letter of the law.”

  I chuckled. “There’s a lot of ways,” I said. “Most would require a lot of work, but more importantly, they could be backtracked to us here. But if we wanted, we could go after him with debts, I’m sure he has some, foreclosure if we just buy that apartment complex or the note to his car, stuff like that. Credit’s a hell of a thing to play with. The next level would involve cyber harassment, get in contact with some hacktivists and turn them loose on him. He won’t be able to pay for a damn thing with anything but cash at that point, and his entire life would be open to the Net. They could even take over his computer and track everything he does.”

  Alix blinked. “Damn, I thought attorneys were supposed to uphold the law.”

  “I do,” I said with a smile, “but sometimes, well, the law isn’t always the best answer in the short term.”

  “I see. It seems I have much to learn then.”

  I could see Vince nod, and I had to suppress a chuckle. If my paralegal only knew the levels of meaning to Alix’s words.

  CHAPTER 13

  ALIX

  A fter Vince left, I sat back on the sofa, looking across the room at Kade. “How’d I do?”

  “Perfect, as if you could be anything less,” he said. “So what did you think of the plan?”

  “Counter blackmail or we bring the hacktivists in? I hope it works,” I said. “I’m worried about one thing, though.”

  “What’s that?”

  I shrugged, feeling shy again. It seemed with Vince gone, I felt myself reverting to the insecure shyness that I often felt around Kade. “Well, what if I’m not the only one Syd is doing this to? He admitted that he’s seduced lots of women, what if he’s milking others the same way?”

  Alix smiled and stood up. “Come with me,” he said, holding out his hand.

  “Where are we going?” I asked, taking his hand and standing up. “Is something wrong?”

  He shook his head and leaned in, kissing me on the cheek. “No. You’ve been amazing. You made that connection faster than a lot of people would have.”

  “So where are we going?” I asked, smiling. “Dinner?”

  Kade chuckled and shook his head. “Maybe later. But for now, no words unless I ask you something, understand?”

  “Yes, Kade,” I said. Just saying those words sent a small thrill through my body, and I realized what Rita was talking about in terms of how being a sub meant being strong. It wasn’t strength over Kade, although I could say Tudor Rose and end it at any time. Instead, it was control and strength over myself. In that regard, I thought as we stepped out of the living room and down the hall, both of us were similar.

  At first I thought Kade was taking me to that mysterious room, but instead he led me past the door and into his bedroom. “Stand perfectly still,” he ordered me. “I’m going to put a blindfold on you, but you won’t be restrained or hurt in any way. But you aren’t to move at all unless I direct you to.”

  I nodded, swallowing as Kade walked over to his dresser and took a long black cloth from the top drawer, letting it dangle from his fingers. “Alix, once I tie this, our relationship is going to be forever different. If you want to back out, this is the time.”

  I shook my head and swallowed, looking into Kade’s dark eyes, almost as dark as the silk in his hands. He hadn’t asked me a question, so I instead closed my eyes and raised my chin, keeping my hands by my sides. In the red-tinged darkness of my closed eyes, I could hear my breathing as well as Kade’s responding hum of approval. “You’re very strong, but also very proud, even underneath that shyness you say you have.”

  True darkness descended over my vision as Kade tied the cloth around my eyes, making sure to tuck the fabric behind my ears, leaving me fully able to hear. The knot was tight but not painfully so—that wasn’t its purpose. “Answer me, Alix. Can you see anything?”

  “No, Kade.”

  “You are using my name. Why?”

  “I don’t know what I should call you. Using your name has meaning to me. What should I be calling you?”

  Kade’s fingers traced over the back of my neck, trailing from my skin to the fabric of the light sleeveless blouse I was wearing. Goosebumps broke out on my skin, delicious chills rippling through me as his fingers left the blouse to travel down my arms. “When the time is right, we’ll discuss it. Alix, are you sure you’re ready for this? You do realize that we’re going to have sex right here, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Kade.”

  His lips came close to my ear, his breath tickling against the skin. I was feeling hypersensitive to his presence, like my skin itself was a form of vision, feeling him behind me, the smile on his face and the glint in his eye clear to me as his warm breath caressed my skin.

  “Very good.”

  Kade’s lips found the edge of my earlobe, sucking it in before he bit down slowly. The pressure mixed with the pleasure of feeling his touch, but he stopped before it could grow painful. Instead, I was left nearly gasping as he released my ear to trace it with his tongue, while at the same time his hands came around to the front of my shirt, cupping my breasts through my blouse. I gasped, wanting to turn, but remembering Kade’s command that I not move.

  Kade massaged my breasts slowly, not with force but instead with teasing strokes, knowing that each brush of his hands and movement of his fingers was sending lightning through my body. “You obey well, Alix. You want to move, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Kade,” I barely moaned. Kade’s fingers started undoing the buttons at the front of my blouse, exposing more of my skin to his fingers. I was frustrated that I’d chosen a high-necked blouse. It meant more buttons for Kade to tease me with, but I kept myself still.

  “Do you want to know why I teased you so much before?” Kade asked as he came around my body to my front. I could feel and hear him in front of me now, increasing my desire to reach out and touch him. I curled my fingers into balls, digging my fingernails into my palms to maintain control. Kade told me not to move, and I wouldn’t.

  “No, Kade.”

  Kade’s fingers were just underneath my chin, undoing the last buttons of my blouse, and he lifted my chin to kiss me. Our lips barely touched, and yet I was on fire with need and want. I’d never been more aroused in my life, and we didn’t even have our clothes off yet. “Because I wanted you. I teased you because it was the only way I could keep control and keep my anger in check.”

  I nodded, accepting that he was angry with me. When I called Mom, both of us had cried as I apologized to her, and I realized how terrible a daughter I’d been. As I hung up the phone with her before Vince arrived, I only hoped that there was time for us to undo the damage I’d done.

  “I’m not angry anymore,” Kade continued as he pushed my blouse off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. “You’ll be punished later, but not tonight.”

  I mewled deep in my throat, wanting to say something but not letting myself. I could
hear Kade chuckle, however. “Do you want to be punished, Alix?”

  “Only by you, Kade.”

  He nodded and picked me up. I let myself rest in his arms, my hands coming up around his neck to keep my balance as he spun me around until I was totally disoriented. All I could feel was my arms around his neck, the taut muscles of his upper back and shoulders, and the feeling of his strong hands under my ass, holding me like I was a feather.

  Kade set me down on a soft surface which I assumed was his bed. “You may move, but not undress me,” he commanded. “And you still can’t talk unless I say.”

  I wanted to talk, to ask a question so desperately, but I restrained myself. Instead, I used my new freedom to hold Kade’s shoulders, finding his head and running my fingers through his hair. I memorized every curve and texture of his face with my hands while he worked on the button and zipper of my shorts, pushing them down to my knees. I was already so wet that I could feel the coolness of the air through the fabric.

  Kade moved down the bed, pulling my shorts off, leaving me in just a simple cheap set of bra and panties we’d gotten in Bakersfield, but I felt sexier than if I’d been wearing the most expensive lingerie money could buy.

  He began at my feet, massaging them with his thumbs, making his way to my calves. I rumbled deep in my chest in appreciation as he turned my muscles into jelly before turning me over. “On your hands and knees.”

  I obeyed his command, feeling both powerful and helpless at the same time. Kade got off the bed to walk away for a moment, and I didn’t move, even as I heard him get back on the bed. A cold, metallic pressure gathered against my hip, and then there was a soft ‘snick’ as the scissors he’d gotten cut through my cheap underwear. “I know you have another pair for tomorrow, but after that, we’re going shopping.”

  “Yes, Kade,” I moaned as he cut the other side, the thin cotton falling off to expose me to him. As a model, I kept myself very closely trimmed. Kade’s hand ran over my ass, and I couldn’t help but push back into his touch, my body needing him so much.

  “You don’t know how beautiful your skin looks right now,” Kade whispered. His hand came toward the middle, closer and closer to the wet heat that needed his touch, my body already trembling. “Alix?”

  “Yes, Kade?”

  “You can’t come until I say. Do you understand?”

  How could I resist it? I was nearly ready to come and he’d only touched my breasts through my shirt! I took a deep breath, and thought about what Rita had told me. Kade knew what he was doing. “Yes, Kade.”

  “Very good.”

  Kade’s hand cupped me down below, rubbing in slow circles as his other hand roamed over my back and hips. From what I could tell he was still totally clothed. I hadn’t heard him take anything off, but it didn’t matter. I was in heaven, my body afire as he explored me. I stayed as still as I could, knowing I was giving myself to him, letting him have me the way he wanted.

  Kade undid the clasp on the back of my bra, letting my breasts dangle in the cups until his scissors came into play again, snipping the shoulder straps and sending it to the bed. I mewled in delight, feeling them droop heavy into his hand, his fingers lightly pinching my left nipple between them as he massaged the naked flesh. He pinched harder, just on the edge of pain, the sensation pairing with his hand over my pussy to leave me seeing stars in the darkness of the blindfold. I bit back a cry as he continued, but then he stopped, like Rita promised, just at the edge of where the pleasure would give way.

  “I said I wouldn’t hurt you tonight,” he said apologetically, “but I pinched. Did it hurt?”

  “Yes and no. It was a pinch, but not a painful one, Kade,” I answered. “You stopped before it became painful.”

  “I see. And another question. How long has it been since you last had sex?”

  “Five weeks,” I said.

  “Then we’ll go even slower. Would you like that?”

  “I don’t know if I can go slower, Kade. You’re lighting me up so much,” I said honestly. “Please just take me.”

  Instead, Kade removed his hands. “Wait.”

  I stayed there on my hands and knees in the blindfold induced darkness, my thigh muscles already quivering from the touch of Kade’s hand, my nipples hard and aching in the warm air of his bedroom. I heard him get off the bed, and then the sound I’d been hoping for since he first kissed my earlobe, the sound of his belt unbuckling, followed by a zipper as he undid his pants. A rustle of fabric told me he was taking off his shirt as well, and then a light snap of elastic as he hooked his underwear off and pushed them down. Then I heard the opening of a package. A condom. I wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

  He remounted the bed, taking a moment before pressing his body up against me from behind. He was warm, oh so warm, yet he still didn’t push himself inside me. I could feel his cock, thick and long pressing against the front of my pussy, his cockhead being tickled by the light hairs I had left.

  “I love this position,” he said, reaching underneath me and pulling me upright off my elbows. He cupped my breasts again, his nose nuzzling against my neck as his cock became trapped between my thighs. “But tonight, I want to look into your face when I give you permission. Turn over.”

  I obeyed, turning onto my back and laying with my legs spread, open and submitting to him. Still in darkness, I could only feel as he lifted my legs into the air, positioning himself at my entrance. I was momentarily frightened. Kade felt big, bigger than maybe any other lover I’d ever had before. Kade paused, seeing the apprehension on my face. “Alix, don’t worry. I’m here, I’ll take care of you.”

  He pushed inside me, and I was gasping for air as he pushed. He was large, bigger than I’d ever had, but he took his time, not to tease but instead to give me the opportunity to adjust to him. He knew how to ride that line, however, pushing with each thrust until I was on the line between pain and pleasure before pulling back until just his head was inside me. He paused then pushed forward again, each fraction of an inch that he pushed in again causing my body to spasm in pleasure. Releasing my legs, he pushed in one last time until I could feel his hips settle against mine, and his body leaned forward, pinning me to the bed.

  We kissed, our tongues entwined and twisted slowly around one another, my arms coming up to hold him close. He pulled his hips back and started thrusting, filling me over and over. Moving slowly at first so I could get used to his size, he soon had me quivering, my body alight with pleasure from the contact.

  Normally, when I had sex with a lover, I concentrated on the activity. I moved, I stroked, I was the one to move. With Kade though, I wanted nothing more than to be what he wanted. If he wanted to pin me to the mattress, helpless and submissive to him, then I would stay there for a week if that was what he wanted.

  Kade thrusted faster, his strong hands planted on either side of my head. I yearned to see him, to see his face, but the blindfold prevented me. Instead I let my mind focus on the feelings he was giving me while my mind’s eye filled in the visual details from my memory. His smile, the smirk in his face when he said something ironic. Most of all though, the way he looked at me, the glimmer in his eyes when he took me in. I had only recognized what it was in the past few days, but as my memories played back I saw it more and more as we went back.

  His hips sped up, softly smacking into my own, and I trembled even more. I was on the edge, tearing the images of Kade’s eyes from my mind in order to try and hold out until he gave me permission. I sent my mind to somewhere, anywhere else, recipes for chocolate chip cookies, the time I went swimming in the Pacific in February, anything. I just needed to hold back a little longer.

  With a yank, Kade tore the blindfold from my eyes, and I saw that he had dimmed the lights so as not to blind me. Instead, my vision was filled with the sight of Kade, powerful and beautiful, his face inches from mine. “Don’t, Alix. Focus on this, right now. Focus and control yourself. I promise you, you can do it.”

  His face was s
hining with the sweat of exertion and I nodded, my breath tearing from my chest as he hammered in and out of me. “Kade . . . ”

  “I know,” he said. “Hold on. Hold on, my love.”

  I blinked and gritted my teeth, nodding as he sped up further. I was on fire, my body feeling like an over-taut guitar string, ready to snap at the next stroke inside me. Still he kept going, his face intent and studying me, never closing his eyes even as I did, not to escape but to focus on the man that I now knew I loved. Regardless of what else happened in the future, I loved Kade. That moment made me realize I would always love him, no matter what.

  “Now,” Kade grunted, speeding up more. Released of his command, I clutched at him, my body crashing as my orgasm swept me away. Kade’s cock plunged into me one last time, his mouth claiming me as his while at the same time I could feel his cock twitching inside me. I held him tight, both of us pulling on the other until the moment ended and we collapsed.

  I kept my arms around Kade, holding him inside me as long as possible. “Kade, my Kade,” I whispered over and over again into his ear as he lay his head against the hollow of my shoulder and shuddered in the aftermath of our lovemaking. It wasn’t sex, that was for sure. It was truly making love. For the first time in my life, I realized what that term meant, and that I would never be the same again.

  * * *

  I woke up the next morning to find Kade not in bed like I’d expected, but instead in the kitchen of his condo. I padded out, wearing the shirt he had dropped on the floor last night, wiping sleep from my eyes. “Good morning, Kade.”

  He turned, his eyes taking me in and causing another ripple of warmth to go through me as he looked on me with such approval. “Well, well, well. What they say is true. Nothing can make a man’s shirt look better than a beautiful woman wearing it.”

  “Thank you. What time is it?”

  “Seven thirty. I was just going to wake you up in a few minutes with breakfast. What do you like on top of your waffles?”