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Gazing at her, I wonder if I should just tell her the truth now. She’s going to find out at some point soon. But I play with the idea of waiting till the very end. I don’t think Andrian’s done with her. Right now, however reluctant, she’s consenting to Andrian. That will change once she realizes all of this isn’t a fantasy.
“To you, it will always be ‘Sir,’” I answer, sitting down next to her.
She studies me. “I can’t decide if you’re a good Dom or not. I mean, the orgasms are out of this world. To the point where I’mexhausted.That’s never happened to me before. But…you’re pushing it with Vladimir.”
“Andrian,” I correct.
“He staying the night?”
“Yes.”
“Am I going to see more of him?”
“Yes.”
She pouts. Part of me likes that she’s not so keen on Andrian.
“You’d really let the fucker hit me?” she demands.
I feel the tug to reassure her, but that won’t do her any good in the long run. “I’m not a knight in shining armor, remember? If you don’t want to see his temper, stop antagonizing him.”
“So he’s the only one allowed to dish it?”
“You want to go at it with Andrian, be prepared for the consequences. Just don’t expect a man to come to the rescue. Damsels in distress should learn to defend themselves.”
“You’d let me defend myself? I wouldn’t be considered a bad sub if I decided to punch your comrade?”
I think for a moment. We’re not in a Total Power Exchange, but we didn’t set the boundaries of our scenes and her fantasy. It hadn’t mattered to me at the beginning to do so.
“If he tries to hurt you, do what you want,” I allow, “but making him angrier is a risky move.”
Andrian beat a prostitute once because she didn’t speak any Russian and didn’t understand what he wanted her to do. He was drunk at the time, but I don’t think the absence of vodka would have made a huge difference.
I cup Casey’s chin tenderly. “Don’t you like being made a whore?”
“He rubs me the wrong way. It takes me out of the fantasy. Playing a slut in a scene is different than doing it in reality. I don’t mind beingyourslut. I just don’t want to be his.”
I don’t know why her words sound so good to me. Not needing to hear more, I claim her mouth, then ravage it. I like kissing her.
More than I should.
Chapter twenty-three
Casey
IwakespoonedinJack’s arms, liking the warmth of his body more than I should, and it’s not just because it’s cool down here and I miss my down comforter. The basement’s not as cold as it’s been, though, so maybe the temperature got turned up at some point.
Hearing his steady breathing, I lay still so as not to wake him. Still tired, I consider going back to sleep. It might not even be morning for all I know. The basement is pitch dark. But I’m still unsettled by yesterday. I was glad to hear that he’d let me defend myself against Andrian. I don’t want to be a damsel in distress relying on a man to save her. I’d love to kick Andrian in the nuts. But he’s bigger and stronger. Would Jack—or Kai—really just stand by and do nothing?
Did I misjudge him completely? I think back to the moments when doubt crept into me, when I felt I might come to regret this kidnapping fantasy. There were times I felt as if Jack was warning me about that and even trying to prove his point. I thought I was being daring and adventurous. Maybe I was just being reckless. I put my trust in a man I barely knew. I let my attraction to him overpower anything else.
Maybe a more sensible woman would have stopped trusting Kai—that name suits him better than Jack—a long time ago. What if I had put my foot down about the electroplay? That shit had me freaked out. Would he have forced it on me? Somehow, I still had trust in him, even though a part of my brain was telling me I shouldn’t. I trusted he would take me to the edge but not send me over the cliff to my death. And for that, I feel as if I’ve given him a piece of me that I can’t take back. Maybe I don’t want it back.
But there’s something off with this Andrian guy. What exactly is the nature of the relationship between these guys? Why does Kai put up with this asshole? Are they lovers or something?
Jack shifts behind me. His morning wood brushes up against my ass. Desire perks within me. I nestle closer to him, an invitation. His hand caresses my thigh, then slips to my groin. He kisses me softly on the ear and then my neck. Remembering how his mouth had devoured mine last night, I arch my body into his. I want more of those kisses. I want for our lips to be joined, our bodies to lock together.
He rubs me between the legs, teasing me, making me yearn. New wetness flows over the stickiness there. I can’t wait for him to be inside me. While pressing his hardness against my backside, he seals his mouth to my neck. My body is quick to burn, and I shove my ass to his pelvis. I don’t care which hole he takes. I just want him to fuck me soon.
