Save Riley (8 page)

Clearing his throat, he moved from his spot next to me to behind me. He reached down and gently put my hands on the railing, running his hands up and down my arms slowly.

I swallowed hard. The one thing I hated was having Jax touching me the way he was, but what I hated more was not having him touch me at all. In the few months that I had been held captive here, he taught me to yearn for his touch in every way. But since he first had his way with me, he would usually only touch me like this. Gentle caresses that would make my heart race and my eyes flutter.

“Do you think it’s beautiful too?” he whispered breathlessly in my ear. I nodded laying my head back against his chest.

Almost immediately I pulled it away, “I’m sorry.”

I was nervous and absolutely terrified of the room that he would put me in when he felt I was misbehaving or what the fuck ever else went on through his mind. Jax chuckled and I felt the tips of his fingers gently grazing my neck, following the length until he reached my chin. He carefully pushed up until my head was resting against his chest again and we were looking into each other’s eyes.

“Don’t apologize for that, Riley. I enjoy that you’re beginning to finally relax around me enough to do it,” he said with a small smile. “I’ll allow something as simple as that without need for apologies.”

“Thank you,” I whispered shakily.

“You’re welcome,” he replied with a smile. “Let’s watch this now. Silently. Together. Until it’s gone. Then I’ll finally collect on my payment for letting you out of the room the first time you were in it. Is that fair?”

I nodded and turned my attention to the sun setting, willing it to get stuck in the sky. This moment, no matter how beautiful it could have been, was just tainted with the fear that he had decided to “finally collect.” Because it was Jaxton, that could be a number of any disturbing sexual acts or it could also just as easily be watching television together. I didn’t know and I was scared.

Jax rested his chin gently on the top of my head, his arms wrapped around my waist, as we watched sun disappear.
Fastest sunset I’ve ever seen in my life,
I thought miserably as the last ray disappeared.

“Shall we step inside, Riley?” he asked turning me to face him. I stood in front of Jaxton, letting my arms drop stiffly to my sides. “Look at me, Riley.”

I hesitated for a moment which prompted him to lift my face with his hand again. The look in his eyes was intense and full of insatiable hunger. I had never seen anything like it before.

“Would you like to know what I want from you now, Riley?” he asked quietly.

“I think I know,” I replied feeling the tremble going through me again.

“Are you afraid?” he asked, stepping forward and pinning me against the balcony.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Good.” He put his hand around my neck and pressed his lips lightly against mine. So lightly in fact, that I wasn’t sure if he was kissing me at all or if it was just him breathing. “I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do, Riley. Not this time. This time, I want you to enjoy it; the feeling of us together as one. Would you like that Riley? To enjoy your first memorable time? Or would you like me to have my way with you, after all? To make you feel like the dirty little girl that I sometimes see you as? The dirty little girl that deserves to be punished? That deserves to be in that room for the rest of her life; deprived from human contact except for when I feel that you’ve earned a fucking at my hands. Locked in a room where no one will care or know if and when you die in there and your body gets tossed into the ocean like the trash that you are. Tell me, which do you want?” he asked, pushing my hair out of my face.

“I want –” I stopped and took a breath to steady myself. I didn’t want anything, but I knew that wasn’t what he wanted to hear. Not to mention that I
did
owe him for letting me out of the room ahead of schedule.

“Yes? Tell me what you want, Riley,” he whispered intensely.

I closed my eyes for a moment and looked down. What was going to happen was inevitable and what I needed to do was find the quickest and most painless solution.

“Riley?” he prompted softly.

I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. I looked up at Jaxton and wondered what he could possibly be capable of. Could he really use me, kill me, and dump my body when he was done with me? Had he done it before? How can someone with the face of an angel hide the intentions of the devil so well?

“I want you to use me as you see fit,” I whispered in a shaky voice, that I didn’t quite recognize.

What? That’s not what I wanted to say. Fuck, look at his eyes; he loves what I just word vomited. How the fuck do I take it back?

“My sweet, sweet girl,” he breathed with a small smile. Jaxton moved his hands to my face, taking it in his hands. The look he was giving me was one full of craving with a hint of pity. “That’s not what you want. You aren’t ready for that.”

“Yes I am,” I replied.

He pulled away from me and eyed me carefully while I tried to figure out what inside of me was saying this was a good idea. To let him do whatever he wanted with me so soon; I knew I was asking for something I would never be able to handle.

“No. I won’t do this how I want to. Not just yet. I want to take my time in breaking you Riley and so far we’ve made good progress haven’t we? You don’t speak out of line, you don’t enter rooms without permission, and you’ve stopped screaming. I’d like our official first time to be gentle with just a hint of pain. With that being said, on your knees, Riley,” he said as he began to undo the zipper on his jeans.

I did as I was told. I got to my knees and again found myself having my breaths stolen by the corset that I was being forced to wear. I looked down because I didn’t want to see anything until I absolutely had too.

“Your innocence makes me smile, you know. I love how timid you are even though I’ve already had you and even though I’ve seen you naked more times than you’d like to admit. But Riley, I have to ask you, if you’re so willing to give me whatever I want right now, then how can you look away?” he asked.

I didn’t answer. I rested my hands on my knees instead and tried to focus on my breathing. I was starting to feel lightheaded and I knew that even if I passed out, it wouldn’t stop him.

Jaxton got to his knees in front of me and used his hands to raise my face to look at him. He was peering at me closely even though I kept my eyes focused on anything
but
him. I glanced up at the sky and tried to take in a fresh gulp of air, but I couldn’t. My eyes fluttered for a moment and Jax moved quickly. He reached behind me and pulled the corset off of me by ripping it in half. I pitched forward, my head on his chest, taking in greedy lung filling breaths.

“Thank you,” I said, breathing heavily.

“I’m willing to wait for a bit. I didn’t realize that the corset was robbing you of your breath,” he said quietly.

I put my hands on his shoulders and used them to push myself to my feet. I wasn’t going to delay this, I wasn’t going to wait. I was going to get it over with and I was going to do it now.

Jaxton looked up at me with curious eyes. I reached down for the torn corset and folded it in half, neatly placing it on the balcony floor, before I walked into his bedroom. I took my place at the foot of the bed where he had me stand so many times before, and clasped my hands behind my back.

Within moments, he was in the room behind me. I felt the familiar roughness of rope as he held my wrists together and bound them tightly. He ran his hands down my stomach and gently kissed my neck, before lifting me onto the bed and instructing me to stay on my knees. 

I heard him punch the code to his walk in closet and turned my attention toward the balcony. I was fighting the urge to try and jump again. Something inside of me wanted me to run for my life, but something else inside of me, something
new
, wanted to experience Jax in every way possible.

“Thinking of leaving again, are you?” he asked quietly reentering the bedroom.

Yes.
“No.”

“Good,” he said he came up behind me and pressed his now naked body against me. “I would’ve been quite disappointed if you tried to leave me again, Riley.”

He put one large, strong hand around my neck and gripped it tightly. I let him tilt my head up and looked at him as he moved himself so that tip of his now throbbing erection would graze my fingers. I opened my hands as best as I could and reached back for him, but he tightened his grip around my neck and stepped back.

“I didn’t give you permission to touch me yet, Riley,” he said.

I gurgled in response. The sudden movement caught me off guard and took my breath away. He took his hand away and sighed. I could tell that I had “disappointed” him by touching him. Even though most of me wanted to get this over with a small part of me wanted to be able to enjoy it. I didn’t know what was happening inside of me. I didn’t know why I wasn’t fighting him off.

But all of my feelings that wanted to be with him died when I felt him starting to fit another corset around me. It was my “punishment” for touching him without permission he told me. He said because he would have to make it tighter that he knew I wouldn’t be of much use to him so I wouldn’t have to do much. Not at first; he said that if he did give me permission to touch him and if he enjoyed my hands on him, he would loosen the corset for every touch that made him feel like no other touch would ever be able to satiate him. 

And if I failed to make him feel that touch in anyway at all, it would be “to the bottom of the Tasman Sea.”

T
he next morning we were sitting in the living room. I was still in my corset from the night before and Jaxton allowed me to sit on the floor next to him instead of being his footstool as usual. As he sat there eating his cereal, I kept running last night through my head over and over, trying to understand what touch I had exactly given him that had allowed me to keep my life.

“For now, I want you to just sit there. I’ll let you know when you have permission to touch me, permission to touch yourself, and when the time comes, permission to come,” he had said.

“How will I be able to stop something like that?” I had asked with curiosity.

Jax had been standing next to the bed with his arms crossed over his chest, full erection still on display. I stole a glance at his rather large cock and wondered if it was going to hurt.

“Because you’ll want to please me Riley; I can tell by the way you’re sitting there. You’re afraid that you won’t be able to and that something bad will happen if you don’t. Do you remember when I said I would never physically harm you?” I thought for a moment and nodded. “I say these things to you to see if I have your trust yet, which I don’t. So for now the one thing that I want is for you to please me; sexually.”

I had taken a few shaky breaths. He was right. I was terrified about everything that was about to happen, but I also wanted it so badly and I didn’t know why. This was a man that used corsets to torture me, locked me in a room for days on end when I was disobedient, and used me as a piece of furniture.

“Look at me, Riley. Do you see what you do to me already? I don’t even require a touch from you to become hard and ready to fuck,” he had said gently as he climbed onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard. He arched one leg and draped his arm across it, tilting his head and looking at me, tied helplessly at the end of the bed he smiled. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?”

“Yes. Thank you,” I had replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Come here, Riley,” he had commanded, his voice taking on a stern tone I had yet to hear. I looked up at him and saw the look on his face had changed; almost as if a mask had been taken off.

I swallowed nervously as I shimmied on the bed toward him, stopping at his side when he told me that I was close enough. He leaned over to the table next to the bed and opened the top drawer. I watched as he slid his hand inside and then pulled it back out, empty but seemingly satisfied.

“I had to turn the cameras on,” he explained. “And I’ll turn them on every time. I will make you learn to enjoy watching us together, Riley. But for now, I’m done talking.”

He reached out quickly and pulled me on top of him. My arms, still tied behind my back, ached slightly at how he was holding me. His beautifully carved chest was moving in heavy movements and I looked up him curiously. In that split second that I raised my face to his, he roughly pressed his mouth onto mine, kissing me like he’d never get the chance again. He slid his tongue into my mouth and conducted the most seductive dance I had ever experienced before, making me moan softly into his mouth.

“Already?” he had asked quietly with a grin, pulling away from me. “Then I wonder how you’ll react to this.”

Jax moved me so that I rested against him on my right arm and he slid his hands into the black lace panties he had put me in. I gasped as he trailed his fingers gently over my freshly shaved mound. That was something he had asked of me earlier in the day; to let him shave me. He had said that he knew he would want me tonight and he wanted a ‘clean surface’ to work with.

When he gently slid a finger inside of me, it brought me back to the moment, to what he was doing and I closed my eyes and rested it on his chest. While he moved inside of me gently at first, I wanted to kiss him again, bite his neck, and be let out of the fucking restraints. But because he had yet given me permission to do any of those, I had to sit there and let him do as he pleased with me.

“Oh fuck, Jax,” I moaned against his chest when he slid another finger in.

He chuckled in response and began to move his fingers in and out of me. I squirmed at the movements, moaning louder and turning my face slightly. I wound up grazing my lips against his chest which caused him to inhale sharply. And stop. He had fucking pulled his fingers out of me and stopped; just like that.

“How am I supposed to do this if you’re moaning my name and kissing my chest? Hm?” he asked gently. “You’re to sit here quietly and let me do as I please, aren’t you?”