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Call me right away. Have classified info you'llwant.
Yeah,well unless it's that the Volkovs are dead, Ryder highly doubted that. The next one was even moredemanding.
Dammit Helms, Chip Marshall has been trying to speak with you since you landed back on American soil. He's getting pissed at your absence. Callin.
Hadn'the done enough for the Marshall family? Why the fuck should he waste even a minute of his limited time with Khloe talking to a guy who probably wanted to say thank you for doing hisjob.
He then listened to a voicemail his boss had left a few hoursbefore.
I know I told you to take some time off, but you've never gone dark on me. Trust me when I say that you'll want to check-in ASAP. That's an order,soldier.
The message wasout of character for Brandon Webster. A CIA lifer, he knew his boss had honed his normally calm demeanor by living through some pretty fucked up missions before taking his desk job. Ryder had always appreciated the unemotional evenness his superior displayed, even in the most stressful situations. Hearing the frustration in Brandon's voice put Ryder onedge.
He was about to ring the older man when Khloe emerged from the bathroom looking stunning in skimpy black baby-doll lingerie with a matching see-through pair of panties that barely covered her pussy and left her ass cheeks completely exposed. All thoughts of calling Webster flew out of his head. Work could fucking wait until Khloe left the nextday.
Ryder's mouth went dry as he was temporarily stunned into silence, watching as she gracefully sashayed across the room towards him. The closer she got, the wider the sexy smile spread on her gorgeous face. When she was close enough to touch him, she had the audacity to reach out, lifting her finger to his chin. Only as she pressed up did he realize he'd been gawking at her with his mouth gapingopen.
"See something you like?" sheteased.
He had to clear his throat. "Em... fuck... You'reperfect."
Her smile doused a bit. "Hardly. I weighed myself. I hope you're happy. I've gained four damnpounds."
"Hell yes, I'm happy." He pulled her into his arms, loving every single inch of her still too-thin body. "That's still six pounds too few. Remember what I told you. If you aren't at least six pounds heavier the next time I see you, you aren't going to be able to sit on this lovely ass of yours for weeks." She tried to wiggle away from him, but he held her tight, thrusting his left hand into her long damp hair and yanking her head back. He towered over her until their faces were only inchesapart.
"I'm not joking, Princess. You are going to eat right and start getting plenty of sleep. I'm going to have McLean keep a log for me so I can check up on yourprogress."
"That's not fair! He works for me, not you. And why does he get to communicate with you and I don't?" Her pout was adorable, but he sure as hell wouldn't tell herthat.
"McLean works forus. I'm giving him a way to get in touch with me for emergencies only. So imagine how much trouble you'll be in if he has to relay that you're losing weightagain."
She opened her mouth as if to argue, but closed it again, wisely reconsidering. Ryder went in to capture those pouting lips in an open mouth kiss that had his woman melting like a candle in his arms. He kissed her rebellion right out of her, leaving a contrite submissive in his arms when he pulled out of their lip-lock.
Ryder reached into the pocket of his slacks to pull out the same thin black choker she'd worn to Black Light the week before. He loved how her eyes softened as he wrapped the heavy jewelry around her neck. The submissive bow of her head fed his dominance, flaming his need forher.
He leaned down to grab the plush terrycloth robe he'd thrown over the back of the nearby loveseat. He held it out for her to press her arms into as he warned, "We need to get the hell out of here or I'm not going to be able to stop myself from ripping that tiny scrap of fabric off your body and fucking you from behind as I splay you out across the back of thischair."
Her giggle only made his already hard cock turn to stone. Anyone watching would never know they'd had sex over a dozen times in the last two days. He put his arm around her thin waist and pulled her against his body as he moved them towards the foyer. Ryder used the electronic keycard Davidson had programed for him to call theelevator.
The trip downstairs was uneventful. The Wednesday night crowd at Runway was thin and the dance music was playing much lower than on a weekend. There was no line waiting to check in with Danny in the locker room, assuring them that Black Light's attendance was down as well. After stuffing her robe in their locker, Ryder attached the jeweled chain to hercollar.
He stopped to tweak her nipple through the sheer material. "Be a good girlnow."
"Yes, sir," she purred, falling into her submissive role withease.
A smattering of members was dispersed throughout the dimly lit club. Having been holed up for several days, Ryder pulled Khloe along behind him using the jeweled chain as a leash as he headed towards the neon-lit bar. He could use a stiff drink and looked forward to consuming his two-drink limit. He hoped it would dull the growing unease of their comingfarewell.
His friend and former military buddy, Spencer Cook, sat at the bar talking to his own submissive, Klara, who also happened to be the head bartender at Black Light. Klara faced the room and greeted them as they approached thebar.
"I was wondering if we'd get to see you two tonight." She smiled a warm welcome. "Would you like your usual, Mr.Helms?"
"Yep, and make it a double out of the gate. I'll take a fruit juice forKhloe."
"Yes, sir." She turned to collect the gold label Irish Whiskey from the glassshelf.
He was aware that Doms often had their submissives kneel at their feet while at the bar, but Ryder didn't want to waste a single minute of touching Khloe while she was within his grasp. When she moved to kneel behind him, he motioned for her to instead squeeze in between his bar stool and thebar.
"Sit your ass on the foot rail, baby. My cock could use a little attention while I have a drink withSpencer."
