Unconditional (19 page)

She dragged her mouth back. “Knew what?”

Before he had a chance to chastise her, she sucked him hard again.

He groaned, thrusting deep. “You knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. You knew I was addicted. If you got me here one night, I wasn’t going to be able to stay away. I want you to move in with me.”

Progress. Sweet progress. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Master. Maybe we should give it another couple of weeks.”

“Get up. I don’t want to come yet.” He reached down and helped her to stand. He kicked off his slacks and drew his shirt over his head, leaving himself beautifully naked, his every muscle tense with arousal.

She let him draw her close, their chests nestling together. He’d gotten so much more tender with her since he’d stopped keeping their relationship strictly to the club.

“Why won’t you come live with me? We’re together for the next year. I don’t want to sleep alone anymore.” He rubbed his cheek on her hair. She could feel his erection against her belly.

She wrapped her arms around him, hoping he understood her reluctance. “Keith, I have to think about Emily.”

“I’m not asking you to leave Emily.” He sounded so hollow, his voice going low. “She can come with you. I have a big house. You can pick her room. You can redecorate all you like. I want to be close to you.”

He was willing to endure her daughter. Her heart ached, but she had to be patient. He was still touchy, still not ready to open himself. She had to give him time, but her baby came first. “I’ll think about it, but I need time.”

He pulled away, taking her hand and leading her to the bed. “I have time. I’ve got nothing but time, Ashley. Would you move in with me if I married you?”

He sat down on the bed, pulling her in between his legs.

How could he be so casual about that? “You told me you didn’t want to get married.”

He leaned forward, kissing her nipples, one after another. “I don’t know that I do, but I want you. If you’re dumb enough to marry me, then I’m willing to do it.”

“That is the worst proposal I’ve ever heard.” But his mouth was doing amazing things to her. He tongued her nipple, making circle after circle around the little nub.

“I can try again later.” His eyes came up. “I wasn’t the best husband.”

It was the first time he’d willingly talked about it. “You were probably very young.”

“Get on the bed. Hands and knees. If you want me to explain, then I get to play while I talk. I’m not good with the whole self-expression thing. It’ll be easier if I have something to distract me.”

She was willing to do just about anything to keep him talking. She crawled on top of her comforter. Almost immediately, she heard him rooting through his bags. He’d shown up this evening with an overnight bag and his kit. She was betting he wasn’t looking for spare clothes.

“Ask me your questions.” The bed sank beneath her under his weight.

“How old were you when you got married?” She gasped a little as he put a hand on her ass.

“I was twenty-one. I met her in college. This might be a little cold.” He parted the cheeks of her ass, and she nearly screamed when the cold lube hit her asshole. “Her name was Lena. She was pretty and submissive in bed.”

She closed her eyes even though it wasn’t like she could see what was happening behind her. “She sounds perfect for you.”

“Maybe not so much. I was a kid. I was impatient. I had already started my business even before I graduated. It seemed like the next step. You see, in my head, there were these steps and if I took them I would be happy. I watched my mom and dad. They were happy.”

He’d never talked about his parents before. If she hadn’t read Karina’s report, she would guess they were gone. “You sound like you were close to them. Do you have any brothers or sisters?”

A hard hand smacked her ass, making her gasp. “You know damn well I’m an only child. You got a report from Karina. Are you going to lie to me and tell me you didn’t read it? Because I warn you, I already know the answer to that.”

“Okay, okay.” She tried to relax again. Her backside was on fire. He’d meant business with that slap. “I know. I know you were close to them and you haven’t talked to them in a very long time. Is it because of what happened?”

He’d said something about being hard on the people who loved him. She couldn’t think of anyone who would love him more than his mom and dad.

His fingers rimmed her asshole, a lazy little motion as though he was considering what he would say. “Yes. I was close to my mother and father. They were good parents, but they were keeping a pretty big secret from me. I’m going to press in. Don’t clench.”

A finger started to breach the tight muscles of her asshole and she clenched. She told herself not to, but it happened anyway. It was perfectly normal to try to keep him out.

He smacked her ass hard three times in rapid succession. She couldn’t stop the groan that came from her mouth because her pussy was getting wet and wanton. She was just about ready to forgo the talking portion of the evening.

“Don’t you even try to keep me out,” he growled her way. “Your ass is mine the same way your body is mine. It all belongs to me and I’ll fuck you wherever and whenever I want to. I’m only playing tonight. I’m going to plug you and then fuck your incredibly tight pussy.”

She felt him try again, pressing his finger to her lubed-up asshole. “Why don’t you talk to your parents anymore?”

She needed to know. She needed to know why he no longer spoke to people who loved him.

His finger pressed in, making her squirm. “They didn’t tell me.”

He was killing her. He rimmed her ass, pressing in and gaining ground.

“About your condition?”

“Yes, about the problem with my DNA. They knew there was a possibility that it could happen and they didn’t tell me.” He pressed in, opening her up. “It runs in our family. They lost my brother. They thought because I was normal, they were safe. I didn’t even remember that I had a brother. I was two at the time. They never talked to me about him.”

“Why wouldn’t they tell you?” It was difficult to breathe. She could feel hard plastic or glass against her asshole, working to get inside her. She wasn’t sure which.

“There was only a twenty-five percent chance that I would pass on the faulty gene to my kid. They knew me. I wouldn’t like those odds. I would never have tried, very likely never even have married if I knew the truth.”

“But you’re willing to get married again.”

He stopped and she was worried she’d lost him. “I want you. And you already have a kid. I don’t think you’ll be happy not being married. You’ll want that stability. You don’t understand that nothing is really stable, and I plan on you never understanding that. I won’t ever leave you, Ashley. If you marry me, I’ll stay with you.”

He didn’t understand the heart of the problem. “I’m not worried about me, babe. I’m worried about Emily. I can’t let her be raised in a household where she doesn’t feel one hundred percent welcome. And quite frankly, you’re right. I want more kids. I know you think I’m going to demand that my genes be involved in that in some way, but you’re wrong. There are so many kids who need a good home. I can be their mom, too. Besides, childbirth kind of sucks ass. I could totally avoid it for the rest of my life.”

“I hope that’s true, Ashley.” His voice didn’t hold a lot of hope. Or a ton of interest.

It was the only place where she wasn’t sure of him. It was the huge risk she was taking and she wasn’t just taking it for herself. She was risking Emily and that was why she couldn’t say yes to him. He was bending about some things and far faster than she’d dreamed he would, but she couldn’t negotiate with her daughter’s happiness.

She whimpered a little because whatever he was shoving up her ass was way bigger than his thumb.

“Is there something bothering you, love?”

She would take just about anything he gave her to hear that amusement in his voice. He could be so serious. “Nope, I’m good.”

Her eyes watered. She was pretty sure her anus wasn’t supposed to open that wide. Nope. Definitely not supposed to do that.

“Does it help if I tell you I have a surprise for you?” The tight set of his voice was gone and he’d relaxed.

“Not if it has to do with adding anything extra up my backside.” It seemed as though the plug was fully seated now, spreading her wide. She was starting to get used to the feeling.

“Nothing extra, per se. Just an additional sensation.”

Her asshole started to vibrate. “Oh, my god.”

“That’s right. It’s actually a vibrator.”

“I thought those went into girl parts.”

He groaned a little. “I’m going to start spanking you every time you sound like a five-year-old talking about her body. No. They aren’t just for your pussy. And that one isn’t just for you. And every part you have is a girl part. They’re all pretty and delicate and very feminine. Even your little asshole. I’m going to fuck that too one day. But tonight I’m going to take your pussy while the vibe stretches you. It’s going to feel so good.”

She wasn’t sure he would fit. It felt like the vibrator was taking up every spare inch. How would his cock fit, too?

“Turn over. Don’t lose the plug or I’ll have to start all over again, and this time I’ll start with a count of fifty.” The bed moved as he left. She heard him walk into the bathroom and turn on the water.

She was left to gingerly attempt to follow her Dom’s orders. She had to get from her knees to her back without losing the thing in her bottom that probably really didn’t want to be there because of gravity or some sort of scientific explanation the Dom wouldn’t want to hear because he could be unreasonable when it came to sex.

Of course, he also did the impossible, like make a girl who was sure she was cold hot as hell. She took a deep breath, clenched her butt, and flipped over.

Yep. Still there. Still vibrating, and now that she was calming down, she could see the plus side. Her asshole was clenching and releasing and she could feel pulsations in places she’d never thought of before. Her whole pelvis was a mass of sensation.

“Ashley, I don’t want to wear a condom. I don’t need it.” He killed her when he looked down at her like he was uncertain of his welcome. It only happened in a few very specific places, but when she heard the insecurity in his voice, her heart softened.

“Of course.” She trusted the man with her life. She wished he did have to wear a condom, wished the tragedy of his past had never happened. “Please make love to me, Master.”

He got on the bed, making a place for himself between her legs. “I do love you. I love you, Ashley.”

She just had to hope that love would be enough. She opened herself, taking him in her arms as she felt his cock breach her pussy.

He was so big. The vibrator was already taking up so much room. When he started to invade, she was stretched, deliciously so. She could feel every movement, every little thrust of his cock. It made the vibe shift, causing new sensations, new shivers of pleasure.

He groaned, his big body shaking a little as he worked his way in. “Fuck, it’s so good. I can feel the vibe all along my cock.”

And she could feel him everywhere. His skin was pressed to hers, his cock rubbing deep inside. His chest touched her nipples and their legs tangled together. She was so close to him, she could feel his heartbeat, time the rhythm of her breaths to his. She could meld with him, be with him with nothing in between them. For these minutes, there was nothing outside the circle of their bodies. No future. No past. Just the moment.

He pressed deep, joining them fully. His body was laid out over hers, giving her his weight. “I do love you.”

He could say it now. She lifted her head slightly and pressed her lips to his. She’d known deep down that he cared about her. Baby steps. He was such a good man. She just had to give him every opportunity to find himself again. “I love you, Master.”

He moved his hips, grinding down on her clit. It didn’t take more than that. Her breath fled as the orgasm took her. He drove into her pussy again and again, taking her higher and higher. She couldn’t escape. The pleasure was everywhere. It started in her core and shot out until it invaded her veins, making every inch of her skin feel awake and alive.

He shuddered over her and she felt him come, filling her up as he ground out his orgasm.

Her arms were full of two hundred pounds of muscular man. He fell on top of her and didn’t bother to move. He simply settled his face into the crook of her neck as though this was where he belonged.

She held on to him and prayed he never left.

Chapter Twelve

He stared up at the ceiling, his mind running in a hundred different directions, every single one of them leading him back to one place.

He loved her.

Ashley stirred beside him, turning away and then settling back down. He watched her in the darkness, only the moonlight illuminating the room in little shafts of silvery light.

She was so beautiful. She was smart, too. She’d given him every out. She hadn’t placed conditions on the contract. She’d just turned those gorgeous eyes on him and asked for what she needed. He hadn’t been able to resist, didn’t even want to anymore.