Tethered Trust: Book 2 (Limits of Love Series 3)

by Jade Royal

  I chuckled. “Why didn’t you just say so?”

  I entered Vanessa in one thrust, and she shattered. I continued fucking her, pound after pound, I used her nice and long. Round after round. I didn’t count her orgasms, but I knew the very moment that she flew. It was the most intense orgasm that I’d witnessed from her. She screamed long and loud. Her spasms tripped mine, and I let loose inside of her pounding harder, milking every drop from my shaft.

  I stumbled backward as I tried to stay in the moment. I leaned against the closet door to catch my breath. I didn’t realize that this scene would be this intense when I started. I knew that I had pushed her to take more than before. She was mine, and I wanted to make sure that she could handle a more intense scene. I wanted her to be able to meet my needs. I needed her. She’d done beautifully making me want her more than I’d ever wanted anything else. She was perfect. A rare gem, at least to me, and I loved her.

  I grabbed my camera from the desk, and I snapped pictures of Vanessa from different angles. I took a picture of her used pussy and reddened mouth. I pulled my leather table underneath her to rest her body as I untied her. Once all of the rope was off, I snapped more pictures of the rope marks on her body that she seemed to cherish. I wasn’t sure if she ever had a chance to see them on various parts of her body. The marks were tantalizing and told the story of our scene.

  I cleaned her gently and began massaging oil into all of her limbs, warming her. I put ointment on her thighs and ass to help heal the tender skin.

  I left the plug inside of her for later. I covered her with a thick blanket and dragged a chair over to sit next to her. I stroked her head and hair as I waited for her to come back to me.

  “I’m glad that you decided to be my girl, kitten. You’ve pleased me in the best ways possible. I have to make sure that I don’t spoil your ass too much. You’re so damn sweet, and it makes me want to give you the world.”

  “And you should, Daddy.”

  I laughed and kissed her shoulder. I was just talking to be talking, I had no idea that she was awake. “Should I?”

  “Yes. If you’re going to use me like that on a regular basis, I’ll need the world to keep me sane.”

  I kissed her lips and continued stroking her hair.

  “Or you can just keep doing this and I’ll do anything you want me to do.”

  The laugh that consumed me was hearty, filling parts of me that had been empty for so long. Vanessa lifted her head and kissed me again.

  “Maybe not. Mistress X used to give me chocolate after you beat me. I’ll have to tell her that you’re slipping in her absence,” Vanessa teased.

  “Oh really?” I nipped her shoulder and she moaned.

  “No, Sir. I like the new things that you do to me now that she’s not around.”

  “Like?”

  Vanessa boldly stroked my cock and balls. “Like this.”

  “Really?” My shaft twitched in acknowledgement that he was ready for another go.

  “Yes. I like this very much.”

  I stood in front of Vanessa’s face. “Get Daddy nice and hard again. I need to teach that bad pussy of yours another lesson. Then, I’ll feed you chocolate.”

  Vanessa licked her lips. “Yes, Sir.”

  When she took that first lick, my head dropped backward in complete ecstasy. This was my heaven on earth. Her... and me...

  Chapter 35: Vanessa

  Sunday arrived quicker than I expected. Angelica and I were at Master J’s house having a grand time. We played a few board games, Uno, and even played hide and go seek before I had to start preparing dinner. Master J offered to help but I declined, liking the sound of the two of them carrying on in the other room.

  Mama showed up at the house around 5:30 P.M., and by then, Theresa, Sam, Elise, Angelica, and I had finished watching Frozen. It was the millionth time that I’d watched it, but I loved it nonetheless. It had grown on me to the point where I knew all of the songs, and I wasn’t alone. Everybody, including Master J, chimed in to sing along. Afterward, Theresa and Mama helped me set the table buffet style on the island. After the other four joined us, we sat down and enjoyed a fantastic meal.

  Theresa agreed to teach me how to make her fantastic mashed potatoes. She wanted my cornbread recipe, and the list just grew as we talked. Sam and Master J eyed us, realizing that we were becoming fast friends. Mama joined in the domestic conversation after a while, and things just snowballed. We left Master J and Sam to clean the kitchen with the kids while we drank coffee in the living room. As one would assume, I authorized sleepovers for the girls at Theresa’s house. How could I not? She was just as awesome as her daughter.

  At the end of the night, Mama took Angelica home with her, giving me one last night with Master J before we had to return to the real world for the week. While he showered, I conducted my weekly check of my messages on my new burner phone. I had to replay the message to make sure that I’d heard the detective correctly.

  “Isabella, this is Detective Brown. I’ve tried to work around this as much as possible, but it appears that there is no other way. I need you, and only you, here on Tuesday morning for a parole hearing. It seems that there is some kind of law that states that if an inmate pleads guilty by reason of insanity, they are allowed to petition for parole. They aren’t released into society. Instead, they are sent to a medium security psychiatric facility to serve time. As you know, Alphonso is a flight risk. We need to make sure that regardless of what they think, he stays where he is. Please call me before 11 P.M. so that I can get the flight itinerary complete. Thank you. I’m sorry to put you through this, but I don’t have any other solution.”

  I guess that when Master J walked into the room, he didn’t expect to see me getting dressed to leave. I had to go home and pack up all of the things that I would need to relocate my family. I knew that things were going too well for me to hang on to my little bit of happiness.

  “Sweetness, what’s wrong?”

  “I’m so sorry, Jamar.”

  “Wait, what? What’s going on?” He stood at a distance trying to make sense of the situation.

  “I have to leave.” I pulled my hair into a ponytail and then sat on the bed to put on my running shoes.

  “You look like you’re preparing for war. What’s going on?”

  “I can’t tell you!” I screamed. Tears streamed down my face, and I grew angrier. The other times that I’d had to leave; I hadn’t had any attachments that made me want to stay. Jamar had become a liability, and I had nobody to blame but myself. I didn’t get the luxury of having a normal life. It was time to end things and get back to protecting my family.

  “Angelica is going to be so heartbroken,” I admitted out loud. She was going to lose her new friend and it was my fault. She’d grown close to Jamar as well. “Damn it!”

  Jamar grabbed my arms and forced me to look at him. “Fucking talk to me, Vanessa. I get the feeling that I’m about to lose you, and you’re not telling me a goddamn thing!”

  I put my hand to my mouth, trying to hold back the sobs even as the stream of tears continued. I shook my head no and tried to move around him.

  “Vanessa, I swear that if you don’t talk in the next few minutes, I will tie you to this bed until you do.” Jamar threatened.

  “Why can’t you just leave well enough alone?” My heart was shattering, and there was nothing that he could do about it.

  “You made a vow to me. I’d be fine with letting you walk out this door if that meant nothing to you, but if it means as much as I think it does, then you owe me the opportunity to try to fix whatever it is.”

  “You can’t!”

  “Try me.”

  I wanted to, but more than anything, I didn’t want him getting hurt because of me. This wasn’t about trust anymore. This was about me keeping the man I loved safe from my past. Why’d he have to push so damn hard?

  “Fine! You want to know what’s going on? I’ll tell you. The man who murdered my best friend a
nd her family is trying for parole. If he gets out, I’m as good as dead! I can’t have that. I need to pack up Máma and Angelica to get them as far away from this as possible.” I sighed. “And now I’ve put you at risk, too.”

  “What do you mean? There’s a hearing, right? We’ll just go and plead your case to keep him locked up.”

  “You don’t understand! If I show up in California on Tuesday, his gang of friends will kill me. That’s if they don’t allow me to return first so that they can steal Angelica, too.”

  “Slow down, what are you talking about?”

  I sighed, knowing that it didn’t matter anymore. He would just have to go with us when we left. I told him the whole story. I even included my theory about my dad’s death. He sat down beside me and took my hands into his.

  “Baby, it’s time to stop running. You need to make a stand, and I’ll be there to protect you no matter what happens.”

  “You’re not bulletproof!” I shouted.

  “No, I’m not, but I’m not going to run scared either. This has been going on for six years, and it’s time to put that bastard away like he deserves. No parole!”

  I shook my head. He grabbed my face and held me still. “Enough is enough. It’s time to let Daddy help you. We’re going to make sure that your mother and Angelica stay here, at my place, nice and safe. On Tuesday, we’ll be at the hearing and that’s final. We’re going to make sure that your voice is heard. We’re going to do everything humanly possible to make sure that the bastard never gets out of that cellblock.”

  I wanted to believe him, but he didn’t know how difficult it’d been all this time. I started to speak, and he kissed me. I sobbed against his lips wanting to believe every word he’d said. When he pulled away, he handed me the burner phone.

  “Call the detective and tell him you’ll need two plane tickets for tomorrow afternoon. We’ll need a nice hotel to stay in as well. They’re going to pay for it because they owe you a lot more than that. Then call your mother and tell her the game plan. I’m going to start packing my bag and rescheduling my appointments for tomorrow. Don’t forget to email your professors to let them know you’ll be gone until Wednesday.”

  I sighed. “Yes, Sir.” I hated to admit it, but it felt nice for someone else to be in control. I was tired of fighting. Tired of trying to be twenty steps ahead. I wanted to be safe for once.

  “Hustle, so we can get some sleep. I need to make a few calls. We have a long day tomorrow.”

  I nodded, wiping away fresh tears. Master J walked over and kissed my lips softly. I relished the feeling of being safe and taken care of. He winked at me and headed out of the room. I called to him and he peeked back in the room at me immediately.

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome, sweet Nessa. I’m sorry that you have to go through this, but I’m going to be there every step of the way. It’s time to make the sick bastard pay for messing with my sweet girl.”

  He blew me a kiss and then disappeared. I sat there in shock at his last words. He meant business, and I was afraid to see what his plan entailed. Everything was going to be just fine.

  Because he’d said so.

  I hoped that everything worked out like he said. I picked up the phone and followed the orders that I’d been given. I even told Mama that I’d told Master J the truth. She was happy that we had the extra help and made me promise to get some sleep. I agreed, undressed, and climbed in bed to wait for Master J. I needed him to hold me and chase away the demons that would try to attack me in my sleep. He was right. It was time to stop running.

  Chapter 36: Vanessa

  I heard the sirens right outside of the building. I closed my eyes, hoping they got here soon. There was no way that Danielle and I could take him with a gun. I peeked around the corner, hoping not to alarm him. I left the front door wide open for the police to find us and hear if anything happened. I prayed that Danielle could keep him talking a bit longer, stalling for the police.

  “Please just go! You’ve done enough damage!” Danielle was becoming hysterical and I could tell that she was losing her grip on reality.

  “I’ll never let you go. You’ll always be mine!” Alphonso shouted.

  Danielle sobbed and held onto the baby bed. “Why can’t you just leave me alone? I’ve never led you on. I never wanted this. I just... please just leave me and my family alone.”

  Family? Didn’t she know?

  “Family? What fucking family? I am all the family you need. The baby, too.”

  “Alphonso, LEAVE!!!” she shouted.

  “You’re not coming?”

  “No! Just gooooo!” Danielle sobbed loudly, and Princess began crying too.

  The gun he’d waved was pointed at Danielle’s head. Her body shook uncontrollably as she realized that he had never planned to leave her. She dropped her head and sniffed. I turned toward the door, wondering where in the hell the cops were. Did it take that long to find the apartment?

  I heard a clump and turned to see Danielle’s body drop to the floor. Blood splattered on the wall and oozed from the wound in her head. I screamed and lowered to the floor too shaken to move. I was in complete and total shock, unable to fathom the horrific scene that had just played out.

  Alphonso ran out of the room holding Princess and looking manic. He saw me and aimed the gun. I closed my eyes, saying a prayer that I’d make it to heaven. Alphonso was on a rampage that spared no lives, including my own.

  When the gun clicked signaling an empty chamber, I opened my eyes, hoping that he’d just carry on. The reason that no one had heard his murderous shots was because there was a silencer on the barrel ready to muffle the sounds of his crimes. I could hear police officers running up the stairs, and Alphonso shoved Princess into my arms.

  “Bitch, I’ll be back to kill you, too. You’re the reason why she wouldn’t go with me. You’re the reason she’s dead, and you’ll pay for this.” Alphonso ran out of the apartment and on his way.

  Later, I found out that he’d run up the stairs to the rooftop and escaped. He’d plotted the whole thing out. Otherwise, there was no real way to explain how he’d escaped.

  I shook, completely disturbed as I stared at my best friend dead on the floor. I screamed hysterically trying to wake up from this nightmare that had become my reality. There was no way that a crazy madman had taken out a large chunk of my family. Maybe it was my fault. Maybe it wasn’t. What I did know was that he deserved to rot in hell forever, reliving this same hell repeatedly. Not the scene itself, but the extreme despair I felt at losing my best friend. She was like a sister, and this felt like he’d torn limbs from my body all at the same time.

  When the police officers got there, I was rocking Princess back and forth, bawling my eyes out. I couldn’t remember the questions they asked or the lights that they’d shone into my eyes. When they’d lifted me out of the way for the crime scene photographer to get through, not seeing her was more painful than seeing her dead, so I screamed.

  Just as I did now. Master J woke up startled and I continued to sob loudly. It was raw and gut wrenching. My defenses were gone, and all had been laid bare. I could never forgive or forget. This was my truth. Every day I fought not to have to go on the run again.

  Each day that I fought to carry on was in memory of Melvin, his wife and children, Danielle and my father. My strength was drawn from Angelica, and I used it to guide my mother. She wasn’t fragile, but her soul was broken the day that she lost her mate. Maybe it was selfish, but I wanted someone to lean on. I needed a bigger anchor to hold me together.

  Arms wrapped around me and drew me to Master J’s chest. I held on with all I had, hoping he wouldn’t let me drown. I’d let him into my world, and I hoped that it wouldn’t break us. The load seemed lighter here, wrapped in his strength. He’d promised to love me and take care of me, and I hoped the truth wasn’t lost in his determination.

  “I love you so much, Vanessa,” he whispered into my hair. “If I could, I’d end th
is all quicker than you could blink. You shouldn’t have had to carry this burden, baby. You shouldn’t.”

  The soft strokes on my bare skin calmed me over time. I took solace in it and allowed myself to sleep once more. No demons hunted me this time. For now, Master J had slaughtered them and stood guard, watching for anyone daring to disturb my peace.

  Chapter 37: Vanessa

  I didn’t plan to stay here overnight if I ever had to return. Familiarity rushed back to me and I didn’t like any of my feelings. I’d made it through the night, barely touching my food, lacking arousal, and I slept horribly. The only thing that kept me grounded was the man in the bathroom currently showering for our date with the fates.

  Master J had been with me every step of the way and I appreciated it. What I couldn’t handle was my anxiety level, which had spiked beyond recognition. It was as if fear was breathing down my throat, not allowing anything else to register. I paced back and forth around the room, staring at the clock that seemed to move too quickly, yet just as slowly. I wanted it over with, but I didn’t want to see the man who had turned my world upside down.

  Alphonso.

  As the name registered in my brain, my first thought was to run. With all the anxiety and lack of air into my lungs, I did. I ran out of the room and down the hall to the elevator, pushing the down button. For whatever reason, it decided to inch slowly toward my floor. I paced, wondering why it wouldn’t cooperate with my needs. I pressed the button several times but, when it finally reached me, and the doors opened all I saw was an empty box that I’d have to wait in to get to the ground level. Run!

  I ran to the sign that said exit and the stairwell welcomed me. I ran down all seven flights of steps as if I were the next track star racing cross country. Once I hit the bottom floor, I dashed to the exit. The fresh air hit me, finally giving me a bit of release. I bent over, trying to bring as much oxygen into my lungs as possible.