She wrapped her legs around his waist. “I never said I didn’t want to be kinky with you, just that I don’t want an audience.”
A bright flash of hope shot through him. “So you’re not miserable now?” he asked, pressing forward an inch.
Her lips quirked. “If you have to ask, you’re doing it wrong.”
He began a teasing glide in and out of her body. “So let me get this straight. When we’re in public, you’re going to wear T-shirts and jeans, lab coats, khakis and normal attire, but when we’re alone, you’ll wear…”
He picked up the pace, hammering into her until she gasped. “Whatever you want.”
He slid one hand between them. “And if you come to the Lair with me, I won’t expect to shackle you to the wall or ask you to sit naked at my feet, but when we’re down here…”
“I’ll do what you tell me,” she finished for him, panting. “As long as you don’t stop touching me.”
“I can do that,” he said, with dawning wonder. “I really can.”
He shook his head, still not believing his luck. Her touch had nearly brought him to his knees, but it was her trust that humbled him. They would have the best of both worlds, together. “Scientist by day, submissive by night…” he teased, breaking off when her eyes filled with tears. “Hey, what’s the matter?”
“I love you, too, Cal, so much.” She tightened her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her body. He bent to give her a long kiss then he grasped her ankles and moved them back to the table. A blush spread over her cheeks as he nudged her knees wide apart. “Um…it would be okay not to touch me all the time…remember that scene you described when I interrupted you in the lab…the one with the nipple clamps and the chain…”
“And the spreader bar?” he remembered.
She nodded and bit her lip. “I can’t get it out of my mind. What’s a spreader bar?”
“You’ll see,” he promised, grinning. “Oh, no…you’re definitely not kinky. Not kinky at all.”
“Nope.” Her impish smile filled him with delight. “Not a bit.”
Cal reached forward and peeled the electrodes from her chest. He tossed them to the floor. “What do you say?” he asked, just to be sure.
She clenched around him. “Green.”
Chapter Fifteen
Six months later, Cal’s Dungeon, Niagara Falls, New York
Cal raised his arm and brought it down sharply. The dungeon was full of blue smoke and the sound of thunder and Audrey’s laughter.
“Had enough yet?” he asked.
“Why? Are you tired?” It was a taunt, so he reached forward and slapped her bare bottom hard with the flat of his hand.
She yelped. “That’s cheating!”
“Hmm, yes. Well, you take the good with the bad, my love.” She was strapped facedown to the table because he liked seeing her that way. He dropped the middle out of the adjustable table so he could reach her pussy. “Your back is a pretty picture.” He’d avoided striking the spot between her shoulder blades where her new tattoo, a spiraling strand of DNA, was still healing. The artist had done a beautiful job with the double helix—he could see each separate nucleotide. He stepped between her thighs and dragged both hands down the raised, red grid on her lower back. She moaned, low and long.
“I talked to your brother today,” he said conversationally.
“If you’re trying to turn me on, can we talk about something else?”
“You’re already turned on.” To illustrate his point, he thrust one finger inside her, enjoying her liquid heat. Her bare skin was every bit as potent and erotic as his fantasies. There was nothing else like it. He explored her folds with a hint of current and watched her fight the restraints.
“Cal, quit fucking around.” Her voice was breathless and annoyed.
“Topping from the bottom again, sweetheart? I’ll have to punish you.” He chuckled. “I know just the thing too.” She wailed and he laughed again, increasing the current in his fingertips.
“You know I love you, right?” he asked, holding her on the edge of orgasm.
“Yes,” she gasped. “I love you too. Now fuck me. Please,” she added a beat later.
He pressed his cock against her opening. “There’s a certain doctor in Cincinnati dispensing unusual prenatal vitamins. They’re heavy…really heavy…on metal, specifically aluminum.” Every muscle in her body instantly went from relaxed to resistant.
He forced himself inside her and waited, grinning.