Edge (Parker Reed #2) (13 page)

“I didn’t have a choice,” he said through clenched teeth.

I grazed the wheel up to his toes, pushing the pins into his skin enough to make his breath catch. “You always have a choice. You clearly had to have done something for the CIA to notice you before they would recruit you. What did you do?”

“I told you. They wanted me to bring down Devin.”

“I know, but what made them approach you?” Holding the metal handle, I grazed it over the bone in his ankle.

“I got into some shit. Devin had set me up.”

My eyes remained glued to the instrument in my hand for fear that Parker would stop talking if I looked at him. “What did he make you do?”

“I was with some other guys. We raided a large shipment of weapons and drugs just because Devin no longer felt like selling it. It...”

I met his gaze when his voice trailed off.

Parker’s brows furrowed. “It was a fucking bloodbath. I had no idea it would turn out that way. He told me that we were just going to make sure the shipment got to its rightful owners. Why I didn’t think any different was beyond me. I trusted the guy. But the fucker only cares about himself.” He took a breath. “Shit went down. People died. One of the suppliers was an undercover fed. Threw my ass in jail and that’s how I met Colin.”

I nodded.

“Don’t stop,” he said, nodding in the direction of one of my hands now on his inner thigh.

Not realizing I had moved, I took several deep, cleansing breaths before pinching the sharp pins into the flesh of his hamstring.

“You do know what this means, right?” he asked in that deep Dom voice I had grown to love.

My stomach gave a flip. “What?”

A wicked grin spread on his face. “You will be punished for forcing me to answer questions before I am ready.”

My skin tingled and I walked away from the table completely. I could feel his questioning scrutiny on my back but I ignored him. For now.

“You are doing fine, Keely. Control me like I know you want to. Like I know you crave,” he coaxed.

Grabbing a pair of scissors off a small shelf, I headed back to him and cut open his shirt before he could argue. Splitting it wide, I took a breath and leaned down to his ear, my breath hot against the side of his head. “Seeing you bound and utterly helpless does something to me,” I whispered in his ear, running my hands down his strong shoulders to his hard chest. My voice came out shaky and weak at first but as the seconds ticked by, I became more confident in his desire to have me control him. “You are beautiful in the way you move. Your muscles flex and ripple over your bones like strong waves of destruction.”

His breath came out in short bursts, his eyes dark with a hungry passion. When I let him go, this would be the beginning of the rest of the night. I already knew that. That possessive, domineering man that I loved would rear its head and take full control of me, my mind. My body. “What are you thinking, my love?” I crooned in his ear.

“How much I want to fuck you right now. How I probably won’t be able to after tonight for a long while. Or at least not like this.”

“What else?” I asked, closing my teeth gently around his earlobe.

“How much I love you and don’t deserve you. How I should have been there—”

“Stop,” I demanded and rose to my full height. “Don’t go there.” I placed the Wortenberg wheel down on the table and pulled off my clothes in a quick move. I wanted to be ready for him. I needed this just as much as he did, if not more so.

“Keely.”

“Shut up.” I grabbed the item and gripped his jaw, crashing my lips to his. “Kiss me. That’s all I want you to do right now.” Pushing my tongue between his lips, I moaned as soon as it made contact with his. With my other hand, I brushed my fingers up the length of his now rock-hard cock, igniting a soft growl from the back of his throat.

“Use it,” he demanded.

I released him. Running the sharp pins up his length, I smiled when a hiss escaped his lips. “How does that feel?”

“Harder.” He groaned, tensing beneath me.

My head snapped around. “Are you sure?”

His dark eyes dared me to challenge him so I did as I was told instead.

Pressing the item into him, I rolled it up and down his length. And then I kissed him. Thrusting my tongue into his mouth, I licked back and forth in tune with the movements of my hand.

A deep growl rumbled from his chest, his back bowing off the table.

I deepened the kiss at the same time as I sped up my hand.

“Fuck. Keely.”

In a quick move, I took his length in my mouth, swallowing his essence as he came hard and fast. My name left his lips on a growl while I licked up every inch of him.

When his shaking stopped, I released him with a pop and kissed his stomach.

“You have less than a minute to get me out of these restraints.”

My core clenched and instead of moving fast like he wanted, I took my time. I wasn’t giving in just yet.

“Keely, I am fucking warning you.”

When I got the last leather cuff off, he was on me. I gasped as he pushed me face first into the mat and roughly spread my legs with his knees.

“You enjoyed controlling me?” he snarled in my ear.

Chewing my bottom lip, I nodded, not finding the words to speak.

“Tell me,” he snapped, landing a hard swat on my rear.

I yelped, arching under him.

He fisted my hair, tugging my head back. “Tell. Me.”

“Yes,” I cried. “I loved controlling you.”

“Spread your legs wider,” he said, resting his elbows on either side of my head.

Gripping his wrists, I spread my knees and waited. For him to control me. For him to dominate and own me.

“Every time you move tomorrow,” he slammed into me. “You will think of me.”

I whimpered, my body stretching to meet his size.

“When you’re kneeling at my feet or standing at my side, you will remember who was deep inside you the night before.” His thrusts were slow as he forced submission from my body. He pulled my head back, sticking his fingers in my mouth. “I’m going to tear you apart.”

I moaned around his fingers, suckling and licking like he had taught me.

He rolled me onto my side, pushing my knees to my chest and kept a firm grip of my hair. “Eyes on me, pet. You are going to watch as I fucking own your body.”

“You already do,” I panted around his fingers.

He towered over me, keeping his gaze locked with mine and sped up his hips. Hooking his arm under my knees, he held me restrained beneath him as he powered into me with so much force, I broke in seconds.

His name left my lips until my voice gave out. A sheen of sweat coated our skin as our bodies remained connected until I was screaming for a second time. He pulled the pleasure from my very being, forcing it to its knees. Every so often he would kiss me, whispering over and over how much he loved me.

I knew he was also telling me how sorry he was for not helping me with the past that I shared with Devin. It wasn’t his fault. None of it. How could he have known?

“Look at me,” Parker demanded bringing me out of my thoughts.

My eyes regained focus on the man making love to my body. “How did you know?” I whispered.

He kissed me softly on the lips and then my shoulder. “Your body tenses whenever you think about him.” His eyes grew cold.

“I want you to stop feeling guilty.”

Parker leaned over me, pushing into me as deep as possible.

I gasped, clenching around him.

“And I want you to remember that this cunt is mine.
Stop
thinking about him,” he growled, speeding up his hips. “You belong to
me
.”

I swallowed past the hard lump in my throat and shut off my thoughts, going to my safe place that Parker had reintroduced me to. Without him, I was nothing.

“Bring me with you,” Parker whispered, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

The sharp pain spread over me, igniting a layer of goose bumps on my skin. “I’ve missed you,” I whispered.

His deep thrusts slowed, his hand brushing my damp hair off my forehead. “I’ve been here, angel. All along.”

“You’ve been holding back,” I said finally. “I can feel you distancing yourself from me.”

His jaw clenched, his eyes saddening.  He released me and rose to his feet, kicking his pants to the side. He held out his hand, waiting. “Do you trust me?”

“With every inch of me,” I replied automatically, slipping my fingers in his.

He pulled me to my feet and lifted me in his arms, cradling me against him.

Hooking my arms around his thick neck, I kissed the tattoo of my name over his heart.

Parker looked down at me, a small smile splaying on his face. He carried me to the room where he had tied me up just the night before.

“Where are we going?” I asked when I realized that we were headed to a door on the other side of the room.

“I want to spend the night making love to you. Not rough. No toys. No leather.” He opened the door and I recognized the bed on the floor that I had woken up in that morning.

“Just skin.” He laid me on the bed and pulled off his shirt that was cut in half. “Against skin.” He knelt between my legs, sitting on his heels and brushed the back of his knuckles over my mound. “How are your nightmares?”

I shook my head. “I don’t want to think about it.”

His gaze snapped to mine. “I need to talk about it.”

“Okay. I…” I took a breath. “I have my moments but now that you’re back, they’re not so bad.”

He nodded, glancing back down at my naked flesh. “I will kill him,” he said, his voice so low, I almost didn’t hear him.

My heart clenched and I rose to my feet, wrapping my arms around his thick shoulders. I didn’t know what to say or do to make him not feel guilty. So I just hugged him.

His big body relaxed as he returned my embrace. “I know I shouldn’t feel guilty about your past with Devin and what he did to you. I didn’t even know you when that shit happened but when you were alone with him in the limo weeks ago…I will never forgive myself for what he did to you. For the abuse he inflicted on your beautiful soul. I want…I want to kill him. I…”

I squeezed him harder, pouring the love I felt for this man into my touch. “You being here now is all that I need. This makes up for it. What you do for me, what you
have
done for me…” I leaned back and cupped his face. “Park—”

He cupped the back of my neck and crashed my mouth to his before I had a chance to finish my sentence. The kiss was hot and needy, almost desperate as he lowered me to the makeshift bed. He inched his way back into my body, trailing kisses down my jaw to my ear. “A million people could be in a room and I would always find my way back to you. My angel. The love of my life.”

My breath caught at his sweet words.

For the rest of the night, his power and domination took a rest as he made love to me slow but deep. The rough edge of his wrath over the shit with Devin was the elephant in the room but I knew Parker wouldn’t talk about it until the next day. I only hoped that this would all be over before that edge cut into our love.

EELY, KEELY, Keely.”

My eyes snapped open at the rough deep voice.

“You thought you could get rid of me didn’t you?”

My heart raced, beating hard against the walls of my rib cage. Words were frozen on my tongue as Devin stepped out from the dark shadows in the small room.

A small gasp escaped my lips. Pulling the blankets up to my chin, I inched back on the bed until I hit the wall. “What are you doing here?”

He grinned and knelt in front of me. “To see you, of course.”

I glanced around the room. “Where’s Parker?”

“Fuck if I know. Forget him.” He crawled closer to me.

I shook my head. I had to have been dreaming. This was some fucked-up nightmare. Wake up, Keely. I chanted to myself over and over. I curled around myself, protecting my body from the wrath I could feel vibrating off of Devin.

He chuckled and pinched my chin, tilting my head. “I loved you and look how you treat me. You’re fucking my best friend.”