Stolen: A Bad Boy Romance(60)
"What-"
"No questions, baby girl. That'll cost you." He pulled me up and spanked my ass. "Get on all fours. It might be hard with the cuffs, but I know you can do it."
I did as he said, maneuvering myself so that my ass was in the air, and my hands were holding me up.
"Good girl," he said, and I could feel him bend down, I could feel him slide another larger cuff around my ankles, but this one had a hard bar attached to it. I couldn't bridge the gap between my ankles after it was on. I knew what it was. I'd heard about them. A spreader bar. I couldn't close my legs if I wanted to. Fuck, that was hot. I couldn't believe how slick I was getting from this nasty stuff.
"That's a good girl," he said as he caressed one of my ass cheeks before giving it a slap. "I told you I wanted to tie you up and possess you. I wasn't kidding about how dirty I was, Joanna. Can you handle it?" he asked.
“Yes, I can. Sir."
Fuck, this was making me so damn wet.
"Have you ever had anything in your ass before?" he asked.
"No, Sir," I answered.
"Well, there is always a first time," he said as he took a finger and put it against me. Something wet was on his finger, and after he had spread it over me, it got warm. "It's lube, baby. It'll make it feel good. Really good."
"I trust you, Sir," I said as I bit my lip. This game we were playing was fun, and I wanted to keep it going. I wanted to feel the pleasure he could give me.
"I'll go slow, just a little one in you so that I can fuck you properly, it'll feel like heaven if you let it," he pressed the nub against me, the little thing sliding in just slightly. I tensed against the pain.
"Relax, babygirl. Just breathe. I'm not going to do anything you don't want. Take your time, get used to it."
I did as he told me and sucked in breath after breath willing myself to relax. Eventually, it came to me, and I could breathe. He inched it in further. I had to admit, as soon as I got used to it, it felt good. Full. It filled me up in a way that I'd never experienced before.
It left me wanting more.
"More," I murmured, "please. More."
"Where do you need more, you greedy thing?"
"My pussy. Please. I need you in me." I squirmed as well as I could my world dark as I felt his hands against my ass.
He gave me another little spank. "Fuck, that's hot," he said. "You should see yourself, baby girl. With that cute little trainer plug in you. It's got a jewel on the end, and it makes you look so fuckable."
His voice dipped when he said fuckable, and I knew what was going to happen next, I didn't need to see to read him.
He slid his cock right into my pussy, no waiting, no gentleness. He slammed it into my body and made me arch my back like a madwoman. Fuck. It was so good.
I moaned as loudly as I could and just let myself feel. With both of my holes being so full, I didn't know how long I could last. He stretched every last part of me, made the pleasure real.
"Don't you cum, baby. Not yet. I wanna make you feel me. I want you to cum when the turbid liquid of my cock fills your insides, do you understand me."
"Uh-huh."
"I said do you understand me," he slammed his palm against my ass cheek, the crack of the spank ringing out in the bedroom.
"Yes, Sir."
"Good girl." He grabbed my hips and slid himself into me over and over again, riding me hard as I gripped the sheets in my hands.
I was cuffed, but that didn't mean I couldn't hold on tight as he took me for a ride.
I swear I was on the cusp of coming when he pulled back and slowed. He could tell, I don't know how, but he could. "I told you, no coming. You will not cum until I do, baby. I want it to feel perfect."
I nodded then bit down as he continued his assault of my pussy, his cock filling me over and over again.
Finally, I felt him shaking, his hands pressing down hard on my ass. "Now, baby girl. Cum now."
And I did, I fucking came as hard as I ever have my body shaking as I screamed out in pleasure and pain. I needed this, needed it so bad.
His juices mingled with mine as we came together.
"Fuck, that was so good," he said as he pulled out of me, and uncuffed me. When I was finally free I sighed and curled up next to him, my mask still on.
"Let me get that off you, baby. I want to see your beautiful blue eyes," he said as he pulled it off me. When he looked into mine, he said slowly. "You are mine, and no one else's, do you understand?"
I nodded.
"I'll always protect you."
I fell asleep believing that.
Greyson
I sat in that leather chair and drank my bourbon with a satisfied feeling. I hadn't experienced that kind of pleasure in ages. Ever, if I was honest.
And I could tell by the way she curled up on my lap, her hands wrapped around my neck, that I wasn't the only one.
"You seem quite happy," I observed.
"Yes, Sir," she practically purred it, and I stroked her hair as a sign of affection. Every time she called me that it made my cock stand on end, but she was so damn tired.
I couldn't blame her after the night we'd had.
She was half asleep and in a state of dreamy pleasure as she kissed my neck.
This was my wife.
"I didn't think you'd want all of this," I said to her softly.
"I do," she answered back. I brushed my fingers over the bruise on her collarbone. It was one I put there with my mouth.
She only shivered as she drew closer to me.
"I think you need to go to sleep," I said with all the authority of my position.
She just nodded as she looked up at me, totally spent.
I carried her into the bedroom and set her down on the bed. Her naked form beckoned to me to join her, but not yet. I still had a few things to take care of.
I still have to make some calls. Dennis had put the family in a very awkward position, and I wanted to get untangled from it as quickly as possible.
I would keep my bride and destroy him, but it would be delicate. And it would take time.
I searched the floor until I found my clothing and grabbed my phone out of the suit pocket.
I had half a dozen missed calls and three texts.
The last two were from my father. They both said the same thing.
Urgent, come to headquarters as soon as you receive this.
"Fuck."
I searched out my suitcase and grabbed the first set of clothing in it.
This was the last thing I wanted to deal with.
Chapter Nineteen
Joanna
I reached out for Greyson but grasped only air.
I expected to find my husband when I woke up in our wedding bed. I expected him to be there next to me, holding me. I'd imagined it in my sleep, him reaching out and kissing me, his hands gripping me tightly as he delivered the sweet morning passion he'd promised me.
I opened my bleary eyes to call out for him, entice him back to our bed. He had a promise to fulfill.
What I didn't expect was a room full of men sitting in chairs around me while I dozed.
I shot up and then immediately regretted it, pulling the sheets up around my torso and covering myself.
"I see now why you are so enamored." A deep voice turned my head, and I sucked in a breath.
James Fitzgerald was sitting in the center of it all, his eyes on me.
Five. There were five of them including Greyson. James, Janson, Michael, and David.
David was sitting in my hotel room.
"Greyson, what's going on?" I asked. My throat was dry even as I said it. The look in his eyes was one of anger. Pain.
I'd never seen anything like it.
"That's what I want to know," he said as he threw a robe at me. "Put this on. You're still my wife."
"What?"
"David, here, came across some evidence he just had to share with us," James explained, "something we couldn't overlook."
David held up a phone and pressed play. It spelled out the entire conversation I had with my uncle. All the things I said about Greyson's family, about David. Even the bit about the phone.
They knew I’d stolen it.
"You've been spying for your uncle," David declared. “You stole Greyson’s phone, you handed over key evidence that could’ve destroyed our family.”
"How did you?" I asked.
"So you don't deny it?" Greyson stood, his jaw clenched, his hand in a fist. I flinched as he rushed towards me. “You stole from me?”
He stopped and looked down, relaxing his grip.
"I had no choice, my uncle, he threatened me."
"You could've told me."
"I didn't know you!" I shouted. "It's been a whirlwind, Greyson. I didn't know if I could trust you. I didn't know-"
"You knew last night," He said as he turned away from me, looking out the window. "I loved you, Joanna. I told Dennis you would never betray me, but you already had."
I wrapped the satin robe around me, under the sheets, and stood, walking towards him.
He shied away from me. "I will not have someone in my home that lies to me. That betrays me. By all rights, I should have you executed."
I swallowed. Death. That was what I deserved. That was what I was owed. And it would come for me. If I'd disobeyed my uncle, it would've come from him, but now, because I'd done as I was told, it would come from Greyson. The man I loved.
“I understand,” I said as I stood there. My entire body was numb.
“You won't fight it? You won't beg?” his father asked, intrigued. “I didn’t expect this from someone of your family. I’m impressed. You have no trade you wish to make?”