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When he released her arms from above he roped them awkwardly against her cunt so that she couldn’t move them, though she couldn’t play with herself. On her knees on the wet tiles, the gag was removed and she took his cock until it bathed her in the sour liquid that shot across her face.
A phone was ringing somewhere in the distance, the sound rising out of a muddy, thoughtless fog. At first she thought it was a sound from another apartment, then she realized that it was the land line in her bedroom. Ten, eleven, twelve rings, it didn’t stop. Alex heard the noise as though the telephone was right next to her, dragging her with each shrill ring further from subspace, eventually instilling an agitating fear somewhere in her gut. The caller must be frantic.
Will finally left her to answer it, then returned a few moments later. Pulled to her feet, the ropes undone, the caller had to wait sometime for her to pick up.
“Hello,” she said, standing by the bed, ropes dangling around her.
“Alex?” She heard the familiar voice.
“Jocelyn?” she exclaimed in surprise.
Alex sat on the bed, ignoring the painful ache in her behind. Hanging up the receiver she sat for some time without moving and then stared up at Will’s face.
“She’s in jail, in Paris.”
“Jocelyn? Really? On what charge?” He almost looked amused at first, though his expression abruptly changed when he heard her recite the allegations.
“And what does she want from you?” he asked.
“To arrange for a money wire. She needs to hire an attorney.”
“She wouldn’t call Reggie?” Will asked.
“No. She said not to tell him.”
“That’s a reasonable decision. I suppose if you need to, you can take care of it in the morning.” He walked away from her seemingly indifferent. Going into the bathroom Alex flicked on the light so she could see the pale pink tiles and the wet puddle on the floor, and recall for just an instant how she’d spent the last hour dangling there. Only then did the ache in her behind crawl into her conscious thoughts. Between that ache and Jocelyn’s frightened voice, she figured she wouldn’t sleep much that night. Even so, Will held her close to him for a long time as he drifted off, the warmth of his body a soothing comfort.
***
In the morning, Alex found Reggie at his office at eight o’clock.
“He is in, isn’t he?” she asked the secretary.
The woman looked at her doubtfully. “Mrs. Kozak, he’s preparing for a meeting that should be starting in about 60 seconds.”
“This is a matter of some urgency,” Alex said.
The eternally professional woman wasn’t easily swayed, even by someone as close to Reggie Harold as Alexandra Kozak.
“It’s about his wife,” Alex added seeing the woman hesitate.
“Jocelyn?”
“Yes.”
“Humph.” There was clearly judgment in her reply. “I’ll see what I can do.”
When Reggie looked up at the lovely blonde, he was typically cool but not annoyed.
“So early?” he asked. “How kind of you to grace me with your beautiful presence. I hope the cure’s still working.”
“The matter’s important,” she replied.
“Things going all right with Will?”
“Yes, very,” she answered. Her own state of grace or disgrace wasn’t of concern to her. Her night had ended thinking solely of Jocelyn and what had become a worse debacle than the one that caused her best friend’s departure months before. “But that’s not why I’m here,” she said. “You do still love Jocelyn?”
“Jocelyn?” He was startled hearing her name. “Love? I don’t know. Why do you ask?”
