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I leaned across the table. “I'm saying that you make the rules. I just follow them.”
He looked over at the two suits that were guarding us. “Gentlemen, it’s time for us to go back to my house. Arrange the car for us, won't you?”
One of the men in sunglasses walked away, and in just a couple minutes, the silver Mercedes was pulled right up to the dock for us. I linked my arm through Hudson's as he guided me to the door, and opened it for me, allowing me to settle in. He placed his hand on the inside of my thigh, and trailed it up between my legs, sending shivers through my body. He was the perfect tease.
“This won’t be a long drive.”
I sighed. “Thank God.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
We only drove in the Mercedes for what felt like a few seconds before pulling into an underground garage minutes away from the docks.
“You live at the harbor?”
Hudson shrugged. “I don't really live anywhere, but I rent the penthouse here. I like to look over the ocean. Remind you of anywhere?”
I smiled. I knew exactly what this view reminded him of. It didn't surprise me that he needed to be close to the water. I felt like the ocean signified freedom to Hudson, and as long as he could see it, he felt like he could make a clean getaway. As he opened my door for me and extended his hands, I wondered when the night might take us. I had learned that he had very specific tastes when it came to his sexual desires. I was ready to explore all of them.
I heard the clicking of my shoes as we crossed the concrete pavement, walking to an elevator where Hudson stuck in a key card. We ascended to the very top of the building. As the steel doors opened, I saw why Hudson had chosen this place. There were windows everywhere, and for a moment, I was reminded of my night in the hotel, waiting for judge. I sucked in a breath, reliving the fear. I couldn’t help but look over my shoulder instead of admiring the view.
Hudson pulled me forward, and snapped me back into reality. I could see the ocean for miles. I wondered what it would be like to watch big ships come in the morning over cup of hot coffee. Hudson took my hand and led me further into the apartment, and I attempted to take in as many of the details of this place as I could. It was nothing like the cottage in France; here it was modern, posh, and it looked like it been put together by some young, hot designer. I felt like the house in France had more touches of Hudson, but maybe it was more of his true home. This is just another stop along his trail of deals.
“Why Boston?”
He moved closer to me, and I felt my heart rate increase. “The club.”
I was confused. “What about it?”
“How many of those men do you think are my clients?”
I'd never thought of it that way. He probably worked with most of the men that sat underground and smoked cigars while they looked at beautiful women. They were all wealthy and connected, just like Hudson. It made me think about how many of them were dabbling in illegal activities in order to pad their bank accounts. But, I didn't have time to think. Hudson pressed his body against mine, and I found myself nearly tripping over a chaise lounge in front of the windows.
“Lay down,” he instructed.
All I could do was nod. I had somehow lost my voice. I sat down on the edge of the chaise, and then pushed myself back until I felt my back touch the fabric.
“Take off your clothes.” I removed my shirt, and then wiggled out of my jeans, so that all was left was my bra and underwear.
“Stay here.” He walked away from me, and I looked around the apartment until my eye caught a riding crop leaning next to the slate gas fireplace. Would Hudson use that on me? Somehow, I knew that he would. He walked back into my line of vision with a blindfold and a set of handcuffs.
“I'm going put these on you. Tonight, you will completely submit to me.”
I chewed on my lower lip in anticipation. I could already feel my pussy getting wet.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes sir,” I added.
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He pulled my arms above my head, and placed the handcuffs on them tightly. I heard the clink of metal as they locked into place. Then, he took the blindfold, and placed it over my head and my eyes, so that the world went dark. I was totally vulnerable. I waited for something to happen, anything to move forward with our evening. My senses reached out for some sort of comfort, but they were met with a shocking discovery. Hudson had something cold and wet, what I assumed was ice, rolling down my stomach. I felt his hot breath on the top of my underwear, and then I was met the opposition of the frozen water. I writhed under his touch.
He lightly caressed the tops of my thighs with his fingertips, and I waited for the ice to come after, but it didn't. He ran his fingers over the lace of my underwear teasing me slowly.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. I felt him begin to turn me over, and I helped by putting my handcuffed hands below me, so that I was on my knees with my ass in the air. Hudson took the ice, and slid it along my back until he reached my bra strap. He undid the clasp, and my bra fell down onto the lounge. He rolled the ice, slippery and smooth, back and forth along my spine until I shivered.
