Page 22 of Reclaiming River


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“Oh, River. Have you been hiding what a filthy girl you are? I bet they don’t know how beautifully you can beg or how you dream about walking around with cum dripping out of you. Do they even know how much you love having every one of your holes filled?”

“No, Sir.” I whined as his grip on my throat tightened.

He gently brushed the side of my breast then stroked my face in a motion so tender I felt tears pooling at the edges of my eyes. When we were alone in our home, this mix of tender and rough used to be the start of the most wonderful nights.

Home.The word resonated deep inside of me.

“Is that what you want? A Sir who lets you hide what you really like behind a closed door? A gentle Dom who only pushes you in the bedroom?”

His touch was so light as he traced the contours of my face that I barely felt the contact. Then his grip tightened on my throat and he pulled my hair so hard I was forced to look into his eyes. A tornado of emotion whirled in their depths and I wanted to be consumed.

“Or do you miss being Master’s dirty girl, my filthy slut displayed for all to see? Forced to scream out your pleasure so no one can question that you hunger for everything I’m doing.”

Fear and desire raced through my body setting every nerve ending on fire. He knew what I wanted, but if I wasn’t braveenough to ask, he might not give it to me. My legs buckled but he easily held me up, not letting me look away for even a moment.

“Please!”

“No, River. If my slut wants her Master to string her up for all to see, she has to ask for it. If you want me to spread your legs and let them see the excitement coating your sweet pussy and thighs, you have to request it in detail.” He leaned in and growled the next words barely centimeters from my lips. “And if you want my cock, you are going to have to beg loudly so that everyone can hear what a desperate slut you are.”

His words were like an aphrodisiac that thrummed down my spine and pulsed in my clit.

“Master.”

The word was a demand and a plea. His lips crashed down on mine and the kiss was everything I remembered and more. He claimed my mouth like it was his right and I melted into him. He spun me around, backing me against the dresser as his hands gripped me with a possession I had missed. When he finally lifted his head, I was breathless.

“You have no idea how many filthy things I want to do to you, slave. I want to show everyone here what a wonderfully dirty slut you are. Have any of your limits changed?”

Warmth filled my chest at the knowledge that he wasn’t just assuming things hadn’t changed. Nerves followed quickly after. What was he planning?

“No, Master.”

“Then I’ll give you two choices. And before you ask, both will make me happy. You can either meet me at the Dungeon in thirty minutes where I will show everyone the needy little slut they have had hidden among them, then take you back here and feed you room service from my hand.”

It was hard to tell if my shiver was from desire or trepidation.

“Or you can meet me at the restaurant in forty-five minutes, and I’ll edge you through dinner and see if I can get you to beg me to take you to the Dungeon before dessert.”

Both options were appealing in their own ways, but I feared if I delayed I would buckle to my fears and continue to hide away from what I really wanted. Besides, I had the perfect outfit back in my room.

“I’ll see you in thirty, Master.”

Chapter 10

Cade

Before River had shown up at my door, I’d done a lot of thinking and come up with what I’d thought was the perfect plan. Andy had been right to remind me I needed to remember what it was that had originally brought us together. It wasn’t sweet flowers and kind words. It had been River’s need to be pushed beyond her limits and my desire to do so. With that in mind, I’d planned on slowly edging her with first words than orders over dinner.

Letting her know I was still the same loving asshole she had dated for years was my goal. Every bit of the carefully planned-out dinner had gone up in smoke as she came in teasing me with every movement of her body. At first, I wasn’t sure if she was doing it on purpose, but the last stunt where she bent over with her legs spread and put her pussy on display, was nothing short of a taunt.

So, plans had been changed and I stood just to the right of the steps that led down to the play floor of Rawhide’s Dungeon. I was wearing my leathers with the chain harness that crossed my chest emphasizing the abs I worked long hours to strengthen. I knew she loved the combination, but my nerves were so bad Iwas struggling to not look like a newbie Dom waiting for his first sub to arrive. There were more people using the space than I’d expected this early in the evening.

The man who had confronted me in the lobby was on the floor below me, standing next to the head Dungeon Monitor and the glare he’d given me when I’d asked to reserve the slightly elevated center play area meant he still wasn’t sure I was right for River. Though he’d not interrupted me when I was speaking to the monitor who introduced himself as Drake, I was willing to bet he’d not hesitate to say something if he thought I was bothering River in any way. I wanted to give her what she so badly needed to strip away all the masks she’d been hiding behind and show her authentic self, which wasn’t going to be easy if her friend was going to judge my every move.

As if my thoughts summoned her, she walked through the Dungeon’s doors. She was wearing a white rockabilly style halter dress with black polka dots. Her hair was up in a high ponytail with a big red ribbon. She wore prim black-silk wrist-length gloves and the naughtiest saddle-style high-heel shoes. My lips tipped up and I knew my smile was evil.

My beautiful slave only dressed this way in the Dungeon when she had something absolutely raunchy underneath. Her nervous fidgeting and adorable lip biting might fool those around us, but that dress told me all I needed to know. She wanted me to have no-holds barred. I stepped toward her and she froze, fiddling with the edge of her skirt.

“You are going to be trouble tonight, River.” I looked her up and down.

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