Page 28 of Ever After
“You put on a wonderful show tonight, sweetheart. When you come, you look exquisite. I’m going to untie you now.”Oh, thank God!“I’ll even keep you untied for being such a good girl; however, I’m staying with you tonight.”
He begins to undo the knots that line my arms, and when they are free, I allow them to flop forward. My chest and arms are so sore from being tied for so long; I don’t think I can get out of the corset without help.
“I’m taking the gag out, too. Don’t do anything stupid.”
He removes the gag from around my head, and I’m so happy I might burst. I’m free for the night and have a real bed to sleep in, not the musty mattress. He helps me out of the corset and the thong. I turn to look at him over my shoulder, silently asking about the plug and the vibrator, and he shakes his head.
“Hands and knees on the bed. I want your ass facing me.” I don’t move fast enough, and he smacks my ass, the sting and heat from his touch making me gasp. “Don’t make me gag you again. I want to hear your moans.”
I do as he asks, and he pushes between my shoulders so my chest is pressed down on the bed and my ass is high in the air. “Give me one more.” He turns the vibrators on, and I press back into his touch and moan.
“Oh, fuck!” The vibrations zipping through my lower half are driving me crazy, and I circle my hips, searching for my friction. Anything to set off the explosion quicker. He grasps my hips tightly with his hands, and before I register what’s going on, he plunges in deep.
I’ve never felt so full, and despite the fact that I don’t want him in me, my body refuses to push him out. It works harder to keep him in place. My eyes roll back, and I moan in ecstasy.This is so wrong. I shouldn’t be enjoying this.
“Come on my cock, Crimson.”
He thrusts hard and fast, the plug making the fit even tighter. I push back against him, working his cock in and out of me. I do as he asks, and I explode around him as my upper body falls more into the bed. He holds my hips up and works my limp body to his satisfaction before he turns everything off.
He then pulls the toys out of me. He gathers me in his arms and tucks me into bed with him right behind me. “Such a good girl, Crimson,” he whispers in my ear.
“That’s not my name,” I say, fighting to stay awake.
“It is now. Better get used to it.” He kisses the back of my head as exhaustion pulls me under.
Chapter Fifteen
Grayson
We’re ushered out of the room and get our phones and personal belongings back. I’m sure they made copies of our IDs and tracked our phones while we were in there, and I don’t want there to be any chance of me fucking this up. I play dumb and take my phone and ID out of the bag, pocketing them straight away. I stifle a yawn and make the excuse that I need to get some sleep due to an early meeting in the morning.
I need to get to the hotel I’m staying at and try to figure out who this guy is. My mind has other ideas, and images of Finley tied up keep replaying. Don’t even get me started on the way she came—it was like watching the best porno ever. I only wish I could have seen her eyes when it happened. I want to watch those beautiful gray eyes roll back as her smile takes over. I palm myself on the ride back, needing to find some relief soon from the show I just witnessed. I should not be so fucking turned on. This is a serious problem, and I need to get her out of there.
The positive of the night is she looked okay. She didn’t appear to be beaten up too bad, and they seem to be feeding her. At least I don’t have to worry about her dying of starvation over the next two weeks.
Two weeks.
How am I supposed to keep this facade going for two more weeks? I’m positive I’ll have a tail until the auction happens. They want to make sure I don’t have any ties to the police or to anyone else that will shut them down.
These men aren’t stupid.
I get to my floor and walk to my room. A large man stands outside my door, a scowl plastered to his face. As I get closer, I see he’s the guard who was outside the door tonight for the showing.
I clear my throat to catch his attention. “Can I help you?”
“Chase Biggs?”
“Yeah, what do you want?” I answer, my New York accent coming out strong.
“I’m here to make sure you made it back in a timely manner. You left the club so quick. Were the other girls available for the evening not up to your standards?”
I sneer and play up the asshole persona. “Not really. I like them restrained and eager to please, not eager to fill their pockets. I don’t fuck strippers. Have a good night.”
I push open the door and close it behind me, not giving the man a chance to talk further.Well, I’m right about the tail.I power down my burner phone, burying it under some clothes, and step into the bedroom to call Winston on my real phone.
He answers on the first ring. “Hey, how did tonight go? Everything work out?”
I hold my phone against my ear and unbutton my shirt, peeling it away from the hard planes on my body. I continue to strip down to my boxers as we carry on a conversation, kicking my pants to a random corner.