Bondage Unlimited (16 page)

“That’s it. I just wanted a place where you and I could talk for a minute without being interrupted, but I see what you need.” He stood up, grabbed Eva’s ankles and slid her off the bed. Bending down, he tossed her over his shoulder.

“Don’t beat me, Sir. I promise I’ll be good.” She broke into giggles, completely ruining the helpless waif routine.

As he headed out of the door and down the stairs, he put his hand over her ass, making sure she was covered. Though she was tempting him unmercifully, he intended to keep his promises to her from here on out.

Eva was going to have to be more careful about what she asked of Gio. Being here with him, touched by him, had her wanting more. Now that she knew Mr and Mrs Parma avoided the play area, she was less self-conscious. His mom had been so sweet and really made her feel welcome. It was obvious that Gio wished they hadn’t come, but Eva was glad.

She wrapped her arms around Gio’s waist as he briskly walked across the great hall in the opposite direction from where they’d entered. She wondered what he had planned. She tried to look around and see more of the club, but being upside down and bounced with each step, she didn’t see much.

She strengthened her hold as they started up another staircase.

“I built this portion of the building. Well, my crew and I did. I have some very detailed fantasies of you in this tower.” He was a little out of breath as he swung open the door and strolled in.

Eva remembered his brother mentioning the tower. Her tummy dropped and anticipation spiked. “I’m sure you did great work, but it’s hard to tell from this vantage point.”

He smacked her ass one more time before he bent his knees and allowed her to stand. “That mouth of yours is going to give us all kinds of fun.” Gio stood back, giving her a look around.

The view was amazing. They were standing in an octagon-shaped room. Seven of the eight walls were floor-to-ceiling glass. On one side was the Tempe Town Lake. The lights on the bridge were reflected by the water. It was stunningly beautiful and she wanted to someday walk along the bank hand in hand with Gio. There were so many things she wanted to share with him, now that she’d opened her mind to the possibilities.

From the other windows, she saw downtown Tempe. It was breathtaking. “Gio, I don’t know what to say. This is perfect.” His smile warmed her heart.

Gio rested his hand on the pole above her head. He crowded her until her back was against it. “Hold out your hands, wrists together.”

Was he going to restrain her? Her pussy throbbed at the thought. She followed his order, anxious to know what he had planned.

Gio looped the rope and bound her wrists. The tie was loose and Eva was a little disappointed. She wanted him to be firm and in complete control. He held her gaze as he lifted her hands and snagged the rope on a hook she hadn’t seen.

He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “You’re mine.”

“Yes.” Her voice was breathy and filled with need. She didn’t care. She was done hiding her feelings from Gio.

“One day soon, I’ll strip off your clothing piece by piece and show the world what a lucky man I am to have you as my submissive.” Gio took the strand of rope attached to the pole and wrapped it around her arms and across her chest.

He took it under her breasts and pulled it taut. The rope held her tight, just as his arms had done. She took a deep breath and gazed out of the windows. Was he trying to tell her that the glass here in the tower wasn’t one way? Could she be seen by anyone outside? The idea made her legs weak. If he thought this wasn’t arousing, he was deeply mistaken.

“Once I’ve stripped you bare, I’m going to use a flogger to mark every inch of your body.” His breath caressed her neck.

Her nipples peaked and she couldn’t contain her moans of pleasure. Gio had lit a fire deep within her. “Yes. Please.”

He knelt and continued to slowly wrap her body in rope until she was tied so tightly she couldn’t move.

As Gio stood, he palmed her pussy and leaned in close. “Have you ever been flogged here until you came?”

The idea alone had her wet with desire. “No.” She couldn’t imagine how that would feel.

“I look forward to showing you just what your body is capable of.” He stood so close that their bodies touched.

“I want that too. Please, show me now.” She knew she was looking up at him with stars in her eyes, but she didn’t care. She’d loved him for so long. Having this special moment with him was all that mattered.

His chest rumbled as he chuckled. “I promised that we wouldn’t scene, that I wouldn’t take off your clothes and that I wouldn’t arouse you. I believe I may have failed on that last one, but I haven’t blatantly stimulated you…yet. I’m barely holding on to my self-control.”

“I release you from your promise.” She smiled up at him, hoping he would relent.

He shook his head. “Promises and hard limits can’t be changed in the heat of things. I’ll never breach a hard limit while we’re playing. If you decide to put something on the table, you have to tell me in the light of day or, at the very least, before a scene begins. Do you understand?”

Eva pushed out her bottom lip and pouted. “Yes.” She groaned. “So you plan to just torture me tonight?”

“Some would call it that.” He stepped back toward the door.

When he entered her line of vision again, he held his guitar in his hand.

“Now that I have you restrained and you can’t run away screaming, I have a song I want you to hear. I wrote it for you, Eva. It comes from my heart and I mean every single word.” Gio sat on the floor, leaning against the glass wall in front of her, and started to play.

The melody was sultry, like a summer breeze. It washed over her, seeping inside and tearing down any remaining walls she might have had. Gio sang of undying love and second chances. He pledged his protection and honest communication.

By the time he had finished, tears were rolling down her cheeks. She truly loved him with all her heart and soul.

Gio leaned his guitar against the glass and came to her. He rested his forehead against hers. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am that I hurt you. You’re my world, Eva, and I promise to spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

“We’re together now, Gio. That’s all that matters.” She began to squirm. The need to touch him was too strong to stay still. “Take me home.”

He unhooked the rope binding her wrists and began to untie her. “It’s our home, Eva, just the way it was supposed to be.” When her hands were free, he tossed the rope on top of his kit and brushed kisses over the marks on her skin.

“I can’t believe you built our house. It still blows my mind.”

“I was trying to find you,” he confessed.

“It’s crazy that we lived so close to each other all this time and never knew it.” Had she known, she would have arranged a ‘chance’ meeting. Although she’d tried to push his memory away, she’d never succeeded. At least once a week, she’d popped his CD into her stereo and listened to it, wondering what exactly he had been trying to tell her.

“Will you record the song for me, so I can keep it with me always?” Though she doubted she’d ever be able to listen to it and not cry. With this song, she had no doubts about what he was trying to tell her.

Gio knelt and unfastened the knot at the base of the pole. “Anything for my lady.”

“You have such a sexy voice. I love to hear you speak, but when you sing…” She was getting choked up just thinking about it.

Slowly, he unwound the rope. As each strand was removed, Gio’s fingers caressed and tantalized her.

“Good to know,” he murmured along her thigh. “I’m glad you’ll enjoy hearing my voice, as you’re down on your knees and I’m dictating to you.”

“Mmm. I can’t wait.” Eva closed her eyes and allowed the warmth of his hands to seep inside her. She tried to keep her focus on their close bond, not the arousal building steadily. If she thought about it at all, she’d jump him here and now.

“Let’s get out of here before I lose all respect for myself.” He hugged her tight.

* * * *

“On your knees,” he ordered, pleased that his voice sounded strong. Seeing her naked in the bedroom he’d built for them was a dream come true.

Eva dropped into a kneeling position and shot him a sexy as fuck look. “Yes, Sir, or would you prefer Master?”

He paused while unlacing his leathers. He’d never envisioned their relationship as a Master/slave dynamic. Pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear, he tipped her chin upward so he could see her face. “Is that what you want?”

She blushed. “I have, occasionally, used the term ‘Sir’ in a flippant manner. You mean so much more to me than that. I know your parents are in a Master/slave relationship and I’m glad it works for them, but I think I’d chafe in that type of environment. Don’t subs sometimes call their Doms Master? It isn’t only slaves, is it?”

“It doesn’t matter what others do. Our relationship is whatever we make it. No one will tell us how to live our lives.” He kicked off his boots and slid off his leathers. “Your
Master
wants his cock sucked.”

“With pleasure.” She opened her mouth and placed her hands on his thighs.

As her tongue moved down the length of him, he tipped his head back and moaned. Fisting her hair, he controlled the speed and depth. “That’s right, sweetheart. Just like that.”

Eva bared her teeth, scraping along his shaft. He’d never found that particularly seductive, but with Eva it was. He trusted her. When her teeth neared the head, she pulled back and used her tongue.
Ahh, God.
She hit that spot. If he didn’t stop her, their fun was going to end prematurely. Being with Eva was so much more erotic than with anyone else.

Just a few more strokes. One…two.
Oh fuck.
He went in deep and held there. Her eyes grew wide with surprise. A second later they grew dark and filled with desire. That look. He wanted to see it again and again.

She squeezed his balls and stroked his perineum.

“Oh, sweetheart, now you’ve done it.” His orgasm caught him by surprise. This was his Eva, testing his self-control at every turn. He held tight as stream after stream of his cum filled her mouth.

Eva gagged and he pulled back as his dick continued to throb. He hadn’t intended to choke her, but her submission to him was intoxicating as hell and he’d lost himself for a moment.

To his surprise, Eva swallowed then took him deep again. She sucked and licked until he thought he’d go insane. He gripped her hair tighter until she held still. With his cock still in her mouth, she laughed. The sensations nearly took him to his knees.

“Did I please you, Master?” Her expression was smug. She knew exactly what she’d given him.

“What you do to me, sweetheart.” He hadn’t intended to be selfish, but he would make it up to her. “Stand up.”

He held out his hand to steady her before he reached into his kit that he’d laid on his bed shortly after they’d arrived home. He withdrew three bundles of rope. “Hands.”

She held her wrists about two inches apart, just like he’d shown her. He bound her hands in a two column tie then reached under the bed for a hook he’d made out of a six foot piece of dowel. Glancing up at the faux smoke detector, he used the hook to swing it open. A carabiner appeared.

Eva furrowed her brow. “That’s new, isn’t it?”

He smiled and nodded. “I got to thinking about what you said last night. I want our home to be our sanctuary. Scening at the club—either club—is fun, but I plan to enjoy you in private, too.”

She chuckled. “Bondage unlimited, eh?”

“Absolutely. I want our home to be family friendly, but I think if we’re creative, we can have our kink too.”

“I like the way you think.”

It took Gio two tries to thread the rope attached to her wrists through the carabiner. “One of the downfalls of twelve foot ceilings.”

“It’s worth it. I love the open, airy feel.”

“Spread your legs as far as you can comfortably,” Gio ordered, before he pulled the rope taut. He tied off then grabbed the other bundles. After using single column ties on her ankles, he took the rope to each corner of the bed and attached them there as well.

“I think my heart is going to pound out of my chest.” Eva giggled as a pink blush covered her cheeks.

“Are you wondering what I have planned for you, sweetheart?” He sat on the bed and looked through his kit until he found his deerskin flogger. Once he had it in hand, he gazed up at the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. Eva’s perfect ass was just waiting for his marks.

“Yes. Gio… I’ve never felt so exposed.” Eva sounded a little unsure of herself.

He came up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Just the way I want you. Every inch of your delicious body open to me.”

Eva groaned. “I think there is one flaw in your
master
plan.”

“What would that be?” Like a silly teenager, he couldn’t wipe the smile from his face. Good thing he was standing behind her or his Dom persona would be shot to hell.

“Keep this up and I’m going to be dripping wetness all over the carpet.”

He put his hand between her legs. “It might already be too late, but if your thoughts are on something as mundane as carpet, I’m not doing my job.”

“I feel like the whole world is watching us.” She was gazing out of the wall of glass.

“You
are
my whole world, Eva.” Gio knew the glass was impervious to the human eye, but seeing her blatant arousal, he decided not to remind her. Let her imagination run wild.

“And you’re mine,
Master
.”

He liked hearing that word come out of her mouth. Gio began to massage her shoulders and back. He needed to prepare her before he used the flogger, but it was hard to stay focused while touching her soft skin. Slowly, he worked his way down her body, spending a long, torturous time on her breasts and pussy. By the time he reached her calves, her eyes were closed and her coos had his cock raring to go again.

“You belong to me, Eva.” He picked up his favorite flogger and struck her back. “Your body responds to me.”

“Yes, Master.” Her weight shifted forward under the blow. She gasped and gripped the rope leading from her wrists.