Page 8 of Elusive Surrender


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Alexis sighs as my tongue swipes her seam, exploring her taste, teasing relentlessly until she parts and gives me access to her sweetness as I ravish her with my need. I lean down, lifting her and settling her on my lap while caressing her softness. My cock hardens underneath her firm bottom, and her cheeks turn pink as she feels my desire.

“Raise your arms so I can undress you,” I instruct.

She does exactly as I ask, a perfect submissive response that turns my cock to stone. I place my finger under her chin, and she raises her eyes to look at me. “Look at me when I bare you, Alexis. I want to see every one of your emotions.” I peel her sweater from her petite frame and lay it beside us, taking in the pale pink lacy bra that cradles her firm peach-sized breasts and nipples, which have already hardened with desire. I stroke one, then the other, through the soft, silky material, first with the pad of my fingers and then with the sharpness of my nails, testing what she likes and what she doesn’t.

Alexis inhales, and her breathing changes with her need. I glide my fingers across the sensitive tips again, and her eyes dilate, the desire evident. She keeps them open and focused on me. “I want to see all of you,” I whisper, kissing her lips as I unclasp her bra and sit back to take in her beauty. Her skin is so creamy, and her nipples are a pale pink surrounded by a slightly darker shade of pink. So feminine in every way imaginable. I trail my fingers along the swell of her breasts, and then to her tips, rubbing them between my finger and thumb, testing while causing her to squirm and keen softly as she leans into my chest and accepts her pleasure.

I roll them more firmly. She moans again, causing my cock to push painfully against the zipper of my dress pants. I squeeze her nipples slightly harder, and Alexis calls out my name as her eyes roll back with need. Alexis is absolute perfection. I take one nipple at a time into my mouth and can feel her entire core tighten with need. My face is buried in her breasts, and her tight little ass is writhing against my cock when a text comes through on my cell, cruelly pulling me the rest of the way from my fantasy.

I scrub my face with my hands to shake the rest of my dream and let my cock settle before grabbing my phone to read the note.Fuck if that didn’t feel real.

Alexis: I’m just closing up the shop and heading home.

Me: Text me when you get there, and be careful.

Alexis: Yes, sir.

I read the two words one more time, wondering momentarily if I’m still dreaming, but even though my cock is still hard as a rock, I’m wide awake, left contemplating if she has any idea what those two little words really mean or do to me. There’s absolutely no way she could, and even if she meant it that way, there’s no way a twenty-four-seven relationship that I would require is for a self-driven woman like herself. She may want to have some fun, call me sir, and get into the part, but after the play ended, a woman like her would feel smothered by a man like me.

You simply can’t change a person’s desires or needs to match your own. No matter how fucking hard you try, people don’t change just because you want to mold them into something you need. Lesson learned, and a necessary reminder not to get involved. To stay detached. Hell, even most of the ladies who I scene with enjoy being submissive when we’re at the club, but as soon as it’s over, it’s like something switches and they no longer desire the role. I know that works for a lot of people, but it’s not something I can switch off once out of the playroom, and with Alexis, there’s danger in wanting to try. Much better for everyone concerned just to stay apart and let the attraction pass.

I walk to the mini fridge, grab another bottle of water, and check the flight patterns and the overhead monitors. Everything’s on schedule for the evening. Jay is in the main cabin talking with Chase, and Cole and Dereck are sleeping in front of the television. I flip to my emails to find out if intel has a location on Darwin Pierce, the asshole from the coffee shop yet.

I’ve just settled into the recliner when my phone swooshes. I answer the call from the beautiful Ms. Barrington, and at the same time, my cell lights up with messages from Nick. “Alexis?”

There’s nothing but silence on the other end of the line. “Alexis, are you there? Alexis, are you okay? Answer me if you can.” Silence, chilling fucking silence. Dammit! I read the message from Nick as fast as I can.

Nick: Following Alexis. Accident. She went off the road, over an embankment. Calling an ambulance.

“Alexis, can you hear me?” I ask again, and my chest tightens at the unnerving silence. Nick will do anything necessary to help her if she’s injured, and although it’s mere minutes, it feels like hours as I wait for him to text me back.

“Anything we can help with?” Cole asks, now awake with his forehead knitted in consternation.

I shake my head, just watching my phone. For what, I have no idea, but the dread and waiting is a feeling I’m not used to. “Alexis!” I growl, but still nothing, just silence until Nick calls in. I put her on hold and accept the call.

“I’m with Alexis. She’s unconscious but breathing on her own. The ambulance is on the way. The airbag deployed. It probably hit her with a lot of force, but she doesn’t have any burns or breaks that I can see. I’ll go to the hospital with her and call you back when she’s coming around.”

“Negative! Leave me on speakerphone.”

The first word I hear makes my chest tighten and leaves me absolutely speechless, staring at the phone in my hand. “Sheldon.” Barely a whisper, but I hear it just the same. The fact that I was the person Alexis called when she needed help and am the first person she asks for when rousing stirs something deep inside of me, something that, try as I might, does not want to be left alone or pushed away.

“Alexis, it’s Sheldon. Nick is with you right now. You’ve been in an accident, but you’re going to be okay. He’ll ride with you to the hospital. I want you to do exactly as he says; no arguing, alright?”

There’s a pause on the other end for a few brief moments. “Bossy much?” she retorts softly.

The pressure in my chest loosens a little, and I smile broadly at the sound of her voice and her ability to joke at a time like this. “Damn straight. Now do what I say or there will be consequences to pay,” I tell her, not giving two fucks who’s in the room to hear.

“Yes, sir.” My dick immediately twitches, and my chest tightens with dominating desire. I read an incoming message from Nick and smile.

Nick: The ambulance just arrived. We should be on the way to the hospital shortly, but I’ll leave her phone on so you can keep talking.

Me: Thanks, Nick. Keep me posted.

Nick: Roger that.

My attention returns to the captivating woman on the phone. “I’ll remind you of that address the next time you sass me,” I suggest to her, stretching my legs to ease the pressure building in my cock.

She doesn’t respond, and I realize she’s talking to someone in the ambulance, and the tone of her voice has risen. “No, I want to go to Central. My best friend works in the ER there,” Alexis states, clear and firm. I listen intently to pick up what the men and women are talking about in the background.

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