The Stand Off (31 page)

“I know,” he said as he untied
her wrists.

“I should have been upfront and
told you about those pictures. I should have just told you his name.”

“I understand why you didn’t,” he
admitted, and she looked at him in surprise.

“You do?”

“I do.”

“So you really do believe me?”
she asked with a look of hope.

“You’d be tied to my bed if I
didn’t.” He kissed her hands before he let them go.

“So no more restraints?”

“Not unless you want them.”

She hesitated for a moment,
biting her lip before she finally whispered, “I do.”

Dean smiled wolfishly as he slid
his fingers up her calve, “There is still the little matter of you running
away.”

Her smile faltered for a moment,
“I thought that you would understand why I did that.”

“I do, but that doesn’t change
the fact that you went against my orders and put yourself at risk.”

“I figured you’d be pissed
because I stole your boat.”

“I could care less about that
boat; you can have it. What I do care about is you and your impulsive behavior.
You climbed out of a second story window and down the ladder. You could have
been seriously hurt; you’re too reckless.”

“I escaped from a second floor
bathroom with just a tiny scratch; I’m not reckless, I’m resourceful.”

“You scratched yourself?” he
balked as he sat up in his chair.

“Yes, but it’s just a little one
though.”

“Let me see,” he demanded, and
she immediately pulled the damp t-shirt up to show him the underside of her
breast.

“Oh I’m going to beat you for
that,” he said in a low whispery tone as he raised the shirt above her breasts
to inspect her chest. “There’s another one!”

“I didn’t even notice that one,”
she said as she looked down at the tiniest of scratches.

He pulled off her damp shirt and
tossed it to the floor. He kissed the tiny scratch and then kissed her nipple
before he kissed her lips. “You have to be more careful with yourself.”

“I am careful… I didn’t fall,”
she grinned.

“The thought of you falling is
probably the only thing that’s scared me since I was a kid.” He opened the
bottom desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of liquor. “Pull your hair back,” he
instructed as he opened the bottle.

“It’s going to burn,” she winced
as he held the bottle above her breast.

“That’s what you get for putting
yourself in harm’s way. You could have fallen,” he finished before he poured
some liquor down the side of her breast.

“Ouch,” she yelped.

“Maybe next time you’ll think
twice before you shimmy down a ladder. You could have done some damage to your
breast. You’re lucky you didn’t cut your nipple,” he said as he slid his finger
across her soft nipple. He bent his head and kissed the tip as it hardened.

“Maybe you should stop tying me
up, and I wouldn’t be forced to hurt myself trying to escape.” She grinned
wickedly as she slowly began to slide off the desk. He grabbed her hips and
guided her to straddle his lap. She slid her legs below the arms of the chair
and leaned back against his desk.

“Do you want me to stop tying you
up?” he asked as he slid his hands to her ass.

“Why would I want that?” she
asked him as if he were daft.

“Good because I’m tying you to
the bed tonight and I’m fucking you from behind. It would be a little
uncomfortable for you if you didn’t enjoy it as much as I’m going to.” He
squeezed her ass as he kissed her lips.

She pulled back to whisper
against his lips, “Trust me, I’ll enjoy it.”

He grunted at her words before he
attacked her mouth vigorously. He ground his erection into her spread sex as he
pushed down on her ass. He let go of her ass to grab the front of her panties
and ripped the material open to slide his fingers across her bared pussy. She
thrust her hips forward when he ran his finger across her clit. He swept his
fingertips across her taut nether lips and down the inside of her thigh. He
grabbed her leg and pulled it over the arm of the chair, spreading her sex
wide. He slid the tip of his middle finger inside of her as he grabbed her
breast with his free hand. He pinched her nipple as he slowly slid his finger
in and out of her. He broke their kiss and bent his head to her wounded breast.
He kissed the scratch before he pulled her nipple into his mouth and sucked
fiercely.

She arched her back against the
desk as he began fucking her with his middle finger and massaging her clit with
his thumb. She moaned as she ground her sex against his hand and clutched his
head. Just when she was ready to rip open his pants and climb onto his cock, he
stopped.

“Let’s get you cleaned up. I want
to take you to dinner back on the mainland. Then I want to bring you back here
and spank various parts of your body for the better part of the night,” he said
as he wiggled the tip of his finger inside of her.

“Um,” she arched her back and
reached down to hold his hand, making sure he didn’t stop. “Sounds like an
enjoyable evening, but I think that we should skip dinner.”

“No, you need to eat; you’ll need
that energy later. You’re going to be working muscles you didn’t even know
existed tonight.”

She pouted when he slid his
finger out of her. He quickly kissed her lips before he put his arm under her
ass and stood up. She held him tightly and laid her head on his shoulder as he
carried her upstairs to the bedroom. Once he was inside, he put her on her
feet.

“Get dressed, I’ll be back soon,”
he said as he kissed her forehead. He pulled back and looked at her with a
grin, “I trust that you will not try to escape again.”

“There’s no reason for me to run
now… you believe me.”

“I do,” he said before he kissed
her lips again.

“Good.”

“Now get dressed,” he said before
he turned and left the room.

She smiled as she watched him
leave. She had a feeling he was leaving her alone as a sign of trust. She ran
straight to the closet and began to look through the clothes he’d gotten her.
She knew that he would expect her to be fully covered but the new, sheer-black
button up shirt was calling her name. She didn’t want to leave the house and
she had a feeling this shirt might help her change his mind. She grabbed the
shirt and her tight, black mini skirt before heading over to the mirror. She
stripped off her ripped panties and slid the transparent shirt over her bare
breasts. The way the silky fabric rubbed against her nipples reminded her of
Dean’s touch. She felt bold and brazen as she looked at her reflection.

“Damn,” she sighed as she threw
on her tiny black panties. She put on her skirt in record time and rushed back
downstairs to Dean. She stopped at the door and took a deep breath, not wanting
to appear so damn desperate. She opened the door and slowly walked in, closing
it behind her.

His eyes were locked on her breasts
from the moment she walked in. She felt an intense rush of pride as she watched
him lose his composure. He rolled back in his chair and sat on the edge of his
seat as he watched her stride towards him. She stood at the opposite side of
his desk with her chin raised and a stubborn set to her jaw.

“I don’t want to go out for
dinner.” She pouted as she stood before his desk.

“Come here,” he demanded, but she
stood perfectly still.

“I want to stay here tonight,”
she told him, not budging.

“Come here,” he demanded in a
tone that left no room for objection. It was a tone powerful enough to make her
vagina tingle. She hesitated for a moment before she finally walked around the
desk towards him.

When she was close enough, he
grabbed her arm and pulled her over to sit on his lap. He caressed her breasts
before grabbing one tightly. He bent his head and took her nipple into his
mouth.

“Let’s stay here. I’ll cook for
you and then we can eat naked on the back porch.” She said as she ran her
fingers through his hair.

He bit the tip of her breast
before he pulled back to look at her, “Whatever you want.”

“I just want to be alone with
you,” she whispered before she kissed his forehead.

“And you will,” he said as he
turned her to sit with her back against his chest. He slid his hands up her
shirt to caress her bare breasts. He tickled the tips with his fingers before
he began to tug at them.

“Arms up,” he said as he pulled
her shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He reached around her to cup her
breasts and kiss the side of her neck.

“Put your hands behind your
neck,” he whispered in her ear and she immediately obeyed “Don’t move.”

He ran his fingertips up her
belly and over her breasts, stopping right below her nipples. He circled the
tips and came close but did not touch them. He almost grinned as he heard her
sigh of disappointment. She threw her head back against him and pushed her
chest forward, wanting more. He quickly obliged and her body shivered in
response when he finally slid his fingers across her painfully erect nipples.

“Stay still,” he whispered as he
reached into his top desk drawer and grabbed a wooden ruler.

“What is that for?” She gasped
and threw her arms across her breasts.

“Trust me," he said as he
pulled her arms back down. “Keep your hands behind your back.”

She stared at the ruler for a
moment before she put her arms behind her back. She felt the butterflies in her
stomach spinning out of control as he pulled her back to his chest. He slid the
ruler up her belly and trailed it across her breast only stopping when it
covered her nipple. He pushed against it, forcing the nub to push into her
breast.

He pulled the ruler back and
lightly tapped the underside of her breast. He pushed his erection against her
butt as he watched the globe bob up and down. He shoved his free hand into her
panties and instantly went to work on her clit as he smacked the underside of
her breast again. She was squirming against his lap as he increased the speed
on her pussy and her breasts. He whacked the same boob twice as he paid close
attention to her clit. 

“Damn I love the way that you
squirm,” he said as he hit the undersides of both of her breasts, forcing them
to bounce up. He kissed her shoulder and pulled his hand out of her panties.

“Stand up,” he demanded and she
looked back at him curiously for a moment before she complied. After she stood,
he rolled back in his chair as he turned her to face his desk. “Bend over.”

She looked back at him and
hesitated for a moment.

“Now!” he barked as he swatted
her ass, and she promptly bent over. “Spread your legs. Wider… I want you
straddling my chair and I want that pussy spread tight.”

After she bestrode his legs, he
grabbed her ass and spread it before sliding his thumb down the crease of her
sex.

“Put your palms on the desk and
don’t move.” He began circling her clit with his thumb as he tapped her ass with
the ruler. His cock pulsed painfully as he watched her body began to react to
each smack he delivered. Her movements were sensual, and they provoked his
inner beast. He could no longer wait to be inside of her. He yanked open his
pants and stood up behind her. He ripped her panties off her body and tossed
them to the floor. He grabbed her ass and spread he cheeks before he slammed
his thick cock inside of her. Lux cried out and slumped down to her shoulders.
He rolled his hips as he pushed his cock in to the hilt.

“You feel so fucking good,” he
growled and bucked her body forward as he began to pump into her. She clutched
at the desk, her nails scraping across the wood as he drilled her from behind.
He circled her anus with his thumb and she tried to wiggle away from the
strange feeling. When he inserted the very tip of his thumb she squawked and
tried to pull away from him. He bent over her to kiss her neck and then whisper
in her ear, “Relax or it will be uncomfortable.”

“It is uncomfortable,” she cried
as she tried to pull away again.

“Not if you relax.” He reached
around her with his other hand and began to caress her clit.

Between his cock and his fingers,
it felt like her body would explode. She wanted to object at his thumb invading
her ass, but she could not deny the added pleasure that it brought. She could
feel it building; the pressure from the multiple points of stimulation was
making her pussy heat up and her clit swell. She felt it barreling through her
inner walls and cried out as it exploded through her pulsing vagina. She
screamed as she climaxed and then laid her head against his desk as her body
went limp.

He could feel her tightening
around his cock and could no longer hold back. He held her hips tightly as he
shot his seed deep inside of her. He growled as he finished and then leaned
down on his forearms. He pulled her hair back from her face and kissed her
cheek as he grudgingly pulled his penis from her. He sat down in his chair and
pulled her back to sit on his lap.