Surrender: Tales of Submission (9 page)

there with a tight–lipped, closed expression.

"What kind of intel?"

"You know I can't tell you that. All I can say is that it is of utmost urgency to national security."

"This is bullshit and you know it." She rose in one fluid motion, taking deep, calming breaths to recapture her composure. As casually as she could manage, she asked,

"Where have you been these past eight years?" To her dismay, her voice broke.

His eyebrows shot up in surprise. Clearly that wasn't

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the question he had been expecting.

"What? Why? What difference does it make?"

"It makes a difference to me, that's why." She heard her voice and cringed. She sounded so desperate.

"Why would my whereabouts make a difference to

you after all this time?" His question was stilted and bitter.

She backed away from the table, her jaw tightening.

She had gone too far. She couldn't bear the thought of him knowing she had been pining for him all these years. Sure, she dated other men, but as long as she had hopes of

finding Aidan one day, none of those men could get past the first date.

Hell, if she hadn't been so desperate for hard sex now

and again, she probably wouldn't have dated at all. Could she help it if being dominated sexually by a man was such a thrill? It was the one thing about herself that she'd always been afraid to tell Aidan. She'd been too young to face her dark desires openly and instead ran away from his love in search of something more, hoping it would fill the need. It didn't.

Aidan grasped Carli's elbow and pushed her against

the wall. His breath caressed her ear. "What aren't you telling me?" The full length of his body crushed against her backside; his erection pressed between the cheeks of her ass. The heat of his cock burned straight through the thin material of her shorts. Her senses were overloaded, and she couldn't find the words to answer.

"Damn it, Carli, tell me. If you don't tell me what you're hiding, I will spank it out of you."

Her pussy flooded with her cream at his words. She

hated to admit, even to herself, how much his

aggressiveness aroused her. She tried to get a grip before she lost complete control.

"I was just curious is all," she lied.

His muscles flexed in his biceps as he gripped her

tighter. She struggled against him, trying to break loose.

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"Are you lying to me? ‘Cause I think you are."

His lips nuzzled her neck gently; then without

warning, he bit her. Not a little nip, but a bite that would leave a mark. The pleasure-pain sensation coursed through her heated blood as she wiggled her bottom against his

hard erection.

"You like that, don't you?"

"No," she pushed out through heavy pants.

"Well, then, I guess you'll really hate this." Releasing one of her arms, he pushed her tighter against the wall with his body to hold her firmly in place.

Grasping the waistband of her thin shorts, he yanked

them down around her knees. Plunging two fingers into

the passion-swollen folds of her slick cunt, he pulled a cry from her trembling body.

"Tell me, now!" He pumped his fingers, edging her closer to her release. She thrust her hips, riding his fingers hard on the brink of her orgasm. Slowing his pace, Aidan slid a third finger into her pussy, coating it with her juices.

Easing the third finger along the seam between her pussy and her ass, he roughly pressed the lubricated finger

against the tighter opening.

She whimpered. She pushed her bottom against his

hand, begging for penetration, but Aidan held back,

waiting for her answer.

"Carli, baby, tell me what I want to know, or I stop right now."

"Please—don't—stop," she gasped. "I'll tell you."

In response, he pushed his finger in, just to the first knuckle. And waited. Her body was on fire, and she

couldn't let him stop now. She wiggled and thrashed,

trying to get him to move his fingers, to satisfy her aching body. He held strong and firm, barely allowing her to

move.

"I've been searching for you every year since you left."

He stilled again.

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The waiting was killing her. She was too close to the

edge. "Please, Aidan, fuck me."

"Why, baby? Why have you been searching for me?"

He eased his finger in a little more. She bucked, needing more.

"Because I still love you!" she bellowed, as he slid his finger all the way to the hilt, scraping against tender flesh, causing her body to explode, pussy and ass gripping his fingers.

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Aidan sucked in a breath, his heart hammering in his

chest. He felt restless and irritable. His cock burned with a fever to plunge into her body. He needed her so badly. But she had lied to him. Even in the midst of a punishing

orgasm, she cunningly told him what she thought he

wanted to hear.

Too bad she was wrong.

He had accepted long ago she didn't love him. They

were young and had a great time together, but she had

been grasping for more. More of what, he hadn't

understood then, but he was starting to get an idea from the way she responded to his urges to control her. Not to mention the toys and books he'd found in her bedroom.

Easing his fingers from her sated body, he gently

released his hold on her and stepped back. She looked

briefly over her shoulder before quickly pulling herself together. Not knowing what to say, he shook his head and walked back to his seat at the table.

Could it be? Was the answer right there in front of

him every time he fucked her?

Or was this all about her brother?

He began analyzing what her possible motives could

be, at least as much as his throbbing cock would allow.

Was he wrong about her and her brother? Could she know

more than she let on?
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or at least a very good idea of where he could be. He

would have to work on that.

But first he needed to figure out why she was looking

at him with such a horrified expression, eyes wide in

shock. She had barely moved since he sat down. She just kept glaring at him as if he had done something wrong. He exhaled a sigh of relief when she collected herself and sat back down.

"Do you still want to know where I have been these past eight years?" Reaching across the table, he clasped her hand in his, absently rubbing his thumb back and forth

across her palm.

Her closed expression softened just a bit as she

nodded her head.

"One week after you left for the Corps, I traded in my truck for a bike and took off for the open road." The memories flooded his mind as he thought back to his

ignorant self back then. "As much as I had planned to settle in this town forever, as soon as you left, I couldn't wait to get away."

Actually the pain of her leaving him had torn him in

two, and he couldn't bear to be in their town without her.

He couldn't tell her that. Wouldn't bare that much of his pain to her again.

"After a few months, I hooked up with a gang of

bikers, started getting into trouble."

The things he had seen and done had changed him

forever. The drugs, the violence, and God—the women.

He'd done his best to erase her from his mind by fucking a different woman every day.

"I'm lucky I didn't end up dead or in jail."

She did her best to avoid eye contact, but he saw the

moisture pooling in her eyes as he told her what he'd done.

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and investigations training with a local P.I., a client propositioned me about working for an elite government

agency."

"Black Ops," she whispered. He didn't respond.

Couldn't. He had already told her too much. "That's why I could never find a record of you anywhere in the U.S.

Your records have all been erased as if you never existed."

"That's all there is to my story. Now it's your turn. Are you going to cooperate with me?"

She pulled her hand from his grasp and sat back in her

chair, closing her eyes as if contemplating what to do. Her chestnut-colored hair was a riot of curls framing her oval face. He wanted to lick the freckles that were sprinkled across her face. Her skin was scented of musk, but he

knew it tasted like honey.

He couldn't stop thinking about burying himself deep

in her channel. He was drawn to her. Couldn't get enough of her. Damn, what was he going to do about her? He had to get her out of his system.

"Aidan, it may have been eight years since you've

been around Cliff, but he's my twin, and you know him as well as you know me. Do you really think he is guilty?"

"It doesn't matter what I think. That's not my job. I'm just trying to locate him, not judge him."

"It matters to me."

"Carli, eight years ago, I probably would have sworn I knew the two of you so well you could never be guilty of any crime. But when you left me, you shocked me to the

core. So obviously, I didn't know you as well as I thought."

"I really don't know where he is at the moment. I

never even sensed he was in any kind of trouble when I

spoke to him last week. I tried calling his cell phone after I showered but just got his voicemail. I'm really worried about him, since he didn't even try to contact me." She crossed her arms across her chest, closing him out. "That's just not like him. We don't keep secrets from each other."

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"It's damn suspicious, Carli."

"What will you do now?"

"I have to stay here until he is found. You have been placed in my protective custody until he shows up."

"You don't trust me either, do you?" she quietly asked.

The pain visible in her eyes caught him off guard. Without his consent, something shifted deep inside. He began to crack.

"It's no longer a matter of trust. It's just a job." He wanted to reach over and comfort her, but she shut down.

"I've had all I can take for one day. I'm going to bed.

You're welcome to the guest bedroom." She turned to leave.

"Carli, why have you
really
continued to look for me after all these years? Is there something more I don't

know?"

Her shoulders sagged in resignation. "A few short

weeks after I joined the Corps, I realized what a mistake I had made with you, and I came back to find you, but you were gone. I've searched for you ever since."

"Wait, that's not enough. Why did you really run

away? If you still love me as you say, then tell me what drove you to run?"

She didn't turn back or say anything else. She just

walked down the hall to her room and closed herself

inside, leaving him to ponder his own unanswered

questions.

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Stalking across her bedroom floor, she viciously ran

her fingers through her messy hair. How could he be so

damn calm and cool after what we just did? Remembering

the delicious force he had used on her, her nipples peaked and her pussy heated. She needed to get his focus off her brother and back on to their relationship, but he was

making it damned difficult.

She scooped her cell phone off the nightstand and put

in another call to her brother. The phone rang once and then, "Hi, this is Cliff, leave me a message and I'll get back to you."

Straight to voicemail.
He doesn't even have the damn
thing turned on
. She tossed the phone onto the bed and stomped across the room. She was certain whatever he

was mixed up in, they would be able to clear it up. No way would he turn criminal. Now, if she could just get Aidan to listen to her. Not just about Cliff, but about them.
Maybe
after I get some sleep, I can deal with Aidan's attitude and my
brother.

Discarding all of her clothes, Carli slipped under the

covers and curled onto her side. She tossed and turned.

She flipped and flopped and then tossed some more.

Looking at the red glowing digital readout of her bedside clock, Carli realized she had been lying there restless and awake for almost two hours.

"Fuck this. Since when do I lay around trying to figure out what to do? I know what I want, and I am going to get it, whether he likes it or not."

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With a self-satisfied smile she walked toward her door

buck naked. She was going to get her man once and for all.

She wasted eight years searching and waiting for her

chance to make amends, and now she couldn't wait one

more second.

Before she could get out of her room, her phone

beeped three times in quick succession, signaling a text message had just come through. She anxiously grabbed the phone, hitting the SMS button to retrieve the message.

Carli, my latest mission went a little off track. Due to some
extremely sensitive intel I intercepted, it was necessary to
remove myself to a safer location until the time is right for
disclosure. Knowing Aidan is with you is a huge relief and will
make this situation easier to resolve. Trust me when I say
everything will be fine in just a few days. I can't tell you
anymore but I know you understand. I'll call you as soon as I
can. Don't do anything rash and trust Aidan to keep you safe.