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She yelped but made not a move to get off the bench. In fact, she held on tighter. “Please, Sir. No more.”
That was her way of begging for it. He brought the paddle down again and again, the scent of her arousal filling the air and pushing him forward.
She cried, those tears flowing down her cheeks and clinging prettily.
When he was sure she’d had enough, he tossed the paddle away and moved in behind her. The bench was perfectly adjusted to his height, so it was easy to shove his pants down, sheath his aching dick in a condom, and move between her legs.
“Yes, Dare. Yes, please,” she whispered.
The fact that her ass was a glorious pink, on the cusp of red, made his cock even harder. She’d needed him. Giving her that discipline she needed to release all her pent-up anxiety had made him feel like a fucking king. He stroked his cock and pressed against her pussy. “I’ll always give you this, sweetness. What I said before about your body belonging to me… Well, this is all yours.”
He shoved his cock in, holding on to her hips as she gasped and wriggled on the bench. She hadn’t moved as he’d spanked her, but she adjusted now, taking his full length inside her. He dragged out again and thrust back in, giving up any attempts at finesse. Lust and love drove him. She was his, a payment from the universe for all the shit he’d been through. For his crappy childhood and even worse teen years. For losing his mom and then his freedom. She was what would make it all worthwhile.
He fucked her as she pushed back, meeting him with a ferocity he hadn’t seen in her before. He let it take him, hands digging into her hips to hold her in place.
She cried out as her pussy seemed to clamp down around his cock, sending him right over the edge. The orgasm lit him up like lightning, buzzing through his system and taking over his every muscle.
He pumped his cock into her over and over until he had nothing left to give her.
Tasha was crying again.
Because it had been so much. Because they’d been connected, and this was a safe place for her to do it. He stepped back, dealing with the condom and his leathers so he could move in and pick up his sub, hauling her up to his chest and cradling her there.
“Are you all right, sweetness?”
She nodded, her eyes still filled with tears. “Can I cry for a while, Sir?”
“You never need to ask.” He wanted to make that plain to her. “If you need to cry, I’ll hold you. Always. I promise. Even if I’m the one who made you cry, I’ll be sorry for it and I’ll hold you.”
She held on to him, burying her face in the crook of his neck and crying against him.
He carried her to the bed and sat, settling her on his lap. He stroked her hair and rocked with her, the motion and sound and closeness soothing him in a way the sex never could. Or maybe it was the combination of the two, the comfort proof that the sex was more than mere bodily function.
After a while she quieted, nestling against him.
“I love you, Tasha.” He’d never said those words to anyone but his mother and brother and sister. Not a single living woman in the world had heard them from his lips.
Her head came up, a surprised expression there. “Dare…”
“Hush. You don’t have to say anything,” he began.
“But I…”
Whatever she’d been about to say was stopped by a loud popping sound.
Gunfire.
Someone was shooting in the club, and his problems might have found him even here.
Chapter Thirteen
Tasha’s world tilted at that sound—a loud bang followed by a smattering of smaller ones. A terrible and familiar sound she couldn’t pretend to misunderstand.
One minute she’d been safe and warm and in Dare’s arms. He’d told her he loved her.
Dare loved her.
She’d been ready to tell him everything and then…
“That’s gunfire.” She scrambled off his lap. She was naked. Damn it. Her actual clothes were in the locker room.
Her brain started whirling, going over every possible scenario.
“Maybe it’s a recording.” Dare stood, rushing across the room and grabbing the robe he’d brought for her. “Maybe someone’s doing a scene. Fantasy play.”
“There would have been an announcement. Colin would never scare his members like this. There are too many ex-soldiers and first responders in this club.” That had been a volley of gunfire to get someone’s attention, and now she could hear screaming.
Fuck. She had to face the truth. Someone was here and they were either here for Dare, or Brian’s team had figured out where he was. Either way, she couldn’t let Dare get caught.
She shoved her arms into the robe and tied it around her waist. “We have to get you out of here.”
