Page 14 of Submit (Two Wheeled Psychos #3)
The winter song of a cardinal perched on a branch outside the window wakes me just as the sun is coming up over the rooftops of the houses adjacent to mine.
Gently climbing out of bed so I don’t disturb the still sleeping Millie, I walk to the window gloriously naked, my morning wood leading the way.
The bike should be arriving to the hotel in Miami at any minute, and as I look at the watch on my wrist, I see that if I don’t get a move on, I’m going to be late for my flight.
Even though I own the jet, and the pilot flies when I tell him to, the airport has our flight itinerary, and we need to stay within that window to not lose our spot on the runway.
I take a few minutes though to enjoy the vision out the window, along with some fresh fallen snow that came after I drifted off. Everything is white and pretty again with the morning sun making the surface of the new powder shimmer and twinkle.
Winter really is beautiful, but it’s just not for a bike addict who wants to ride every day. The fresh snow, the song birds that contrast the whiteness, the darkness of the night sky, the freshness of the air after a new snowfall, it really is almost perfect, minus the fucking cold.
“Where am I?” Millie asks behind me, and I see her reflection move in the window beside me as she sits up and rubs her sleep filled eyes.
“My place. You’re safe.” I say without turning around, letting her have her privacy from my eyes on her naked body if she chooses to get up.
“I have to go. He’ll be looking for me.” She says, grabbing the sheet and wrapping it around her as she slides off the bed.
“No he won’t. He knows where you are, and he would never dare come in here to get to you.”
I can’t just stay here forever.”
“You sure as hell can.” I say, finally turning around, staring her down so she can see the seriousness in my eyes. “You’re mine now. He can’t have you back.”
“Just like that?”
“Yeah bunny, just like that.”
“That’s not how things work.” She sighs, toiling with the edge of the sheet with her fingers while biting her lower lip.
Striding across the room, I pull that pinched lip from under her teeth with my thumb and tilt her face up to mine. “It is when you can afford it, and baby, I can.”
I can see the fogginess of sleep lift from her emerald eyes, and the realization of my words take its place. Her eyelids pull up, and her pupils dilate to the point where the green of her irises almost disappears behind their blackness.
“Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
“That’s insane.” She says, quietly pulling her face from my grasp and looking anywhere but in my eyes. “Stuff like that doesn’t happen to me.”
“It does now.”
“And how can I trust you? How can I just stay here with someone I don’t even know?”
“Well, for the next few days we won’t be here. We’re heading to Miami in about an hour, so I suggest you shower and get yourself cleaned up.”
“Excuse me?” She questions, freezing in place with her face turned away from me and towards the door.
“I have had this trip planned for months. I’m going, and since you’re mine now, you’re going too.”
“Just like that?”
“Yep. Just like that. We’ve already established that.”
“You’re insane.” She chuckles, shaking her head in disbelief.
“I think we established that already too. I mean I did break and enter, then kidnap you.”
“You did.”
Looking around the room again and finally taking it all in, she runs her hand through her hair and shrugs her shoulders.
“Bathroom is in there.” I say, pointing towards the door to the ensuite master bath. “My walk in is over there.” I add, pointing to the closet. “And the kitchen is downstairs. You shower first and I’ll make breakfast.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that, bunny.” I laugh, wrapping my arm around her narrow waist, pulling her to me and planting a kiss on her cheek. “Just like that.”
“What if I don’t want to shower alone?”
“Ooohhh baby. Do you think you can take me again so soon?”
“Yes.” She sighs, leaning her head on my chest, looking up at me with a devious look. “I know I can.”
“Fuck.”
I don’t give her time to change her mind or even think about it before I swoop her up and carry her to the ensuite, setting her down on the vanity while I crank on the shower to the hottest setting to heat it up quickly.
With the limited time frame we have, I need to make sure this is fast, and not a marathon session like I would like it to be.
I know though that once I get inside of her pretty little cunt that I’m not going to want to come out, and that has me silently kicking myself in the ass already for agreeing.
“Maybe we should wait till we get on the plane.”
“No.”
“No?” I say, cocking an eyebrow at her in surprise of her easy defiance. “You’re telling me no already, bunny?”
“Do you own me?”
“I thought I established that when I marked you as mine.”
“Did you ask me?”
“Should I?”
“You should.”
“Then princess…” I say, getting down on my knees in front of her, kissing her knees caps that dangle off the edge of the sink. “May I own you?”
“I’ll have to think about it.” She snickers, then squeals when I jump up, grab her and carry her into the piping hot shower, dropping the sheet on the bathroom floor just before the water hits my back.
“Jesus Christ, it’s fucking lava.” I laugh, jumping out of the water, backing her up against the rear shower wall.
“Ooohhh, me likey.” She laughs and dodges past me, stepping under the torrent from the multiple showerheads, basking in the utter heat that could melt your skin off.
“Oh my God that’s nice.” She says, wiping her hands down her wet face, pushing the droplets of water from her dark eyelashes. “I haven’t had a hot shower in months.”
“Excuse me miss?” I say to her, grabbing her from behind, leaning my chin on her shoulder, feeling the tip of my cock brush against her lower back, getting heated from the water that pours down her. “Months?”
Her cheery demeanor disappears as quickly as it appeared when her faces falls, and she looks down at her feet.
“Tyler said hot water would age my skin faster.” She confesses like she’s ashamed.
“Hey.” I say, turning her around to face me, holding her still, making her look at me in the eyes again.
“Tyer is an asshole. Plain and simple. He used you, and I’m sure he abused you too.
The marks on your ankles from the shackles alone are enough of a testament on how he treated you.
None of it is your fault. Do you hear me? ”
The fact that she feels shame in front of me, even though we have only just met, pisses me off. There’s nothing that she should be ashamed about.
He did the things to her. He made her become something that I know in my heart of hearts she was not before she met him. It’s all his fault that she stands here before me now looking like she wants to cry from the things she either can’t or won’t tell me…yet.
“Yes, Sir.” She says solemnly.
“I like the sound of that. You may use that or Daddy when you address me, my little bunny.”
“Why bunny?”
“I’ll tell you sometime, but not now. Now, we have limited time, and I need to fuck that frown off your face.”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Mmmm, that’s my good fucking girl.”
She doesn’t resist when I grab the back of her head and slam my lips to hers, opening up her mouth and delving inside.
Instead she invites me in, twirling her tongue around mine, sucking on it, making my cock jump in excitement for what I imagine that mouth can do.
I’d love to shove it down her throat, but right now, she needs me more than I need that.
She lets me grab her arms, wrap them around my neck, and lift her up.
Her thighs immediately wrap around my waist, and she doesn’t lose a beat in kissing me when I slam her back against the travertine tile and enter her tight pussy in one strong thrust. She groans into my mouth and grabs at my back, holding on as I start a punishing rhythm.
I’m sucking her soul from her mouth as I pound into her over and over again.
Her ass smacks against the wall, and her feet lock behind my back.
She’s my bunny, my prey, trapped between my muscled body and the stone tile, but she doesn’t respond like prey; she responds like a predator, like me, matching my energy and my desire, and it’s fucking surprisingly hot as shit.
“You like that bunny? My cock in your tight little cunt.”
“Yes, Sir.” She answers, pulling away from the kisses to take a deep breath.
Her lips are bright red, and her face is flushed a deep pink from the heat of the shower and the blood rushing through her. She’s absolutely stunning, all flushed and hot, bouncing up and down on my dick.
“There’s nothing more beautiful than you, right here and right now.” I say, running my hand up her front, between her perfect tits and to the base of her throat. “Relax baby, trust me.”
The sharp intake of breath she takes right before I encircle her neck with my hand makes my dick jerk violently inside of her.
She tilts her head back, and her mouth falls open and silent as I squeeze the sides under her ears and above her collarbones, pressing on the arteries, reducing the blood flow to her head.
I can see the effect almost immediately, the way her eyes open wide, and her focus turns blank, her stare going from my face to the space around me. I know the flashers she’s seeing and how they will fade to black if I keep up the pressure.
Silently she grabs ahold of my forearm, holding onto it with both hands, yet not trying to remove my grip. Instead she runs her fingers up to my hand and presses on the space between my index finger and thumb. The spicy little thing wants reduced airflow too.
“You sure?” I lean in and ask her. She nods yes with a devilish smile on those pretty red lips. “You wont be able to speak. If you need, use two fingers to tap my arm bunny. You got it?”
Her lips move and she nods, but no sound comes out for her answer when I press forward, pinning her neck to the wall behind her, putting force on the front of her throat, blocking all breath from her.
Her chest ceases to move, and her hands drop down to her sides, her head lolling to the side, but she doesn’t fight it, because she knows what’s coming.
“Such a good fucking girl, my little bunny.” I say, licking up her cheek, then putting my mouth back on hers, feeling the coolness to her lips that are changing from abused red to cyanotic blue.
My thrusts into her pussy become almost violent as I fuck her harder, smashing her between my hips and the wall, and when she goes limp in my grasp, I release her neck, blow a deep breath into her mouth, and advance into her so hard her feet come off the floor.
She comes back to me on an earth-shattering scream, her face turning bright red, her body convulsing as if she were seizing. She’s lost to the climax that overtakes her, roaring through her small body, and wrecking her for any other man than me.
The sight of her breaking apart on my dick, the sounds of her screams, and the feel of her cunt milking everything out of me is too much to contain myself, and I cum hard into her, burying it deep inside of her quivering hole on a barked yell.