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With a silent crook of his finger, he beckoned her forward, satisfied when she didn’t hesitate to obey. Cupping her chin, he lifted her face, noting her clear but wary eyes. Excellent.
“We will take a look at your copied files and discuss your options later. First, there’s the matter of dealing with the consequences of your foolish disobedience. I can understand and forgive your reluctance to tell me how we first met until you got to know me better. But I can’t and won’t dismiss you ignoring my instructions to hightail your ass back home to avoid the incoming storm, thus putting yourself in physical jeopardy. Christ, sugar, you took ten years off my life when I saw you.”
“But…”
“Quiet.” He pinched her chin and almost smiled when she fisted her hands and narrowed her eyes but clamped her lips together. “I’ve been operating under your terms regarding this relationship since day one of your arrival in Willow Springs and that stops now. We will move forward with our relationship under my terms now and that means obeying not only my sexual commands, but any orders I issue that involve your safety and well-being.”
“We will?”
If he wasn’t mistaken, the light in her eyes, breathless voice and pleasure softening her expressive face reflected happiness about that statement. Cocking his head, he asked for verification, just to be sure. “You’re good with that?”
Avery nodded against his hand, the relief now shining on her face unmistakable. “Yes.”
“Excellent.” A surge of heat swept through Grayson as he dropped his hand and stepped back, pointing to the thick, braided rug spread in front of the fire. “On your knees, face to the floor, arms stretched out in front of you.”
A look of consternation crossed her face, but she sank to her knees and assumed the position he’d ordered. Picking up the new butt plug he knew she hadn’t spotted sitting on the couch end table along with the wooden paddle, he coated the rounded silicone with a liberal dose of peppermint oil. Spreading her buttocks, he prodded her anus with the greased plug.
“Deep breath, Avery.” He pushed past her tight sphincter. “The tingling and warmth you’ll feel are from the peppermint oil, which is perfectly safe and often used to enhance sensation.” With one more nudge, he inserted the toy inside her ass until the flat, round base held it in place. Running one hand down her smooth arched back, he reached behind him and picked up the paddle next, caressing her upturned butt with the smooth wood, feeling her body shiver under his light touch.
“Sir?”
He addressed the quiver in her voice first. “You trust me, sugar, or else you wouldn’t have been coming to me. That’s what you were doing when you lost control on the slick highway, wasn’t it?”
Avery turned her head and peeked up at him out of one eye. “How… how’d you know? You wouldn’t let me explain.”
“If you’ll recall, some of my first words to you were how good I am at reading women. Deep breath.” He brought the paddle down across both buttocks, the snap against bare skin almost as loud as her gasp as she buried her head face down again between her arms. Her hips swayed, and he swatted her again, enjoying both the movement and the bright red swath against the paleness of the rest of her flesh. “My heart must’ve stopped for several seconds when I saw you trudging up my drive, soaked and freezing wearing nothing but that jacket.” Whack! Whack! “I’m too old to suffer such stress.” A tiny laugh shook her shoulders before she cried out with the next blow. “It’s not funny, Avery. You’ve led me on a merry chase, and that ends now.” Whack! Whack!
“I… I’m sorry, Master Grayson!” The apology sounded wrenched from her throat, her use of his title prompting him to toss aside the paddle and reach for the condom off the end table.
“I believe you, sugar,” he rasped, kneeling behind her crimson ass. A low moan and another shift of her hips accompanied the slow rub of his hand over her burning backside, her glistening slit drawing his eyes and his cock as he worked to sheath himself with one hand. “Another deep breath,” he instructed. Latching onto her hips, he drove into her, fast and deep, slaking a thirst too long denied and not yet appeased.
Another cry spilled from the cocoon of her buried face as she squeezed her hands together and rocked her hips against his thrusting pelvis, joining him in the age-old dance of carnal fucking. Along with the crackling, spitting flames, their hips pounding together, the ramming strokes of his rigid flesh into her accepting, wet pussy, his heaving grunts and her mewling whimpers reverberated in the room. The plug made her even tighter, the snug confines of her pussy threatening to end this way too soon.
“Fucking A, you just might be the death of me,” Grayson grunted, Avery’s slick heat a burning vise as the tight grip of her vaginal muscles clamped around him. She cried out, her whole body shaking as she gushed over his pistoning cock with the release of her climax, pulling his orgasm from his balls and up his erection.
Arching his head back, he shut his eyes and basked in the pleasure of her surrendering, spasming body. His thumbs dug into her hot, reddened buttocks for more anchorage against the mind-numbing ecstasy she wrought, and he prayed he survived the onslaught enough to take her again soon.
Avery’s buttocks throbbed from the abuse Master Grayson had heaped upon them, her body shook under the force of his slamming hips and her pussy and rectum quivered around his cock and the plug. The warmth and tingles running up and down the walls of her butt clenching around the plug matched the pulsations in her sheath rippling around the steel rod of his stroking shaft. She basked in his rough possession as much now as she had in the shower, pleased with herself for having passed his test of leaving her with nothing to don after their shower, giving her no choice but to face him in a state of vulnerable nakedness as he laid out the terms for their relationship going forward.
As she crumpled onto the rug in a heap of blissful ecstasy that challenged her sanity, he covered her prone, shaking body with his, scraping his teeth over one shoulder. “I don’t think I can feel my toes.”
Avery felt Grayson lift and twist as he replied, “Don’t worry, they’re still there. Let me know when you’re able to get up. I’m starving.”
Her stomach took that announcement as its cue to let out a loud rumble, revealing her own state of hunger. She huffed a quiet laugh. “I didn’t realize I am too until now.”
“Be right back.”
Grayson slid to the side, removed the plug and then pushed off her. She rolled over to see him hiking up his jeans as he strolled down the hall. Lying in front of the fire, her body still pulsating from head to toe, she tried not to think about the clutch around her heart that kept growing tighter the more she was with him. Yes, she trusted him with her knowledge of Darren and Chad’s crimes and the fears that came from having that knowledge, but that didn’t mean she believed she meant any more to him than the other women he had taken up with. His offer to help her stemmed more from protectiveness toward those facing peril than from personal feelings, and she needed to ensure she didn’t forget that.
He returned carrying one of his black tee shirts, a small smile curling his mouth as he tossed it down on top of her. “You can slip that on for now. Stay here where it’s warmest and I’ll bring over something to eat.” Walking toward the kitchen, he asked over his shoulder, “A steak and potato okay?”
“More than,” she answered, her mouth watering at the thought.
After slipping on the shirt, she scooted around until her back was to the fire and she could watch him in the kitchen. Light smoke billowed upward into the overhead exhaust above an indoor grill as he placed two huge steaks onto the heat. He looked as comfortable and at ease flipping meat shirtless in his kitchen as he did wearing all black and exerting his control at the club. Avery found the different facets of his personality fascinating and the sheriff, the Dom and the considerate host equally likable. Grayson’s casual acceptance of her troubles and willingness to examine the files she’d run off with had gone a long way toward lightening that burden but now she hoped they could put off coming up with a possible solution. She would like more time with him here in Willow Springs before having to say goodbye.
“What’s that look for?” Grayson asked, carrying over two plates and silverware.
Avery hesitated only a second before giving him more of the trust and honesty he kept insisting on. “I was just wondering how much longer I’ll be here, in Montana.” Near you.
