Chapter Nine

Addison snapped the lid to the laptop shut, but the electronic voice still echoed in her head. She didn’t know how long she stood in her kitchen with one hand covering her mouth while the other clutched the two halves of her robe together at the neck. Her sightless eyes stared into the shadows of her apartment where she rarely turned on a light.

She didn’t hear the deadbolt slide back, nor did she hear the door open, but all at once she felt warmth at her back and the subtle yet familiar scent of soap and hard male. She shivered in response, both fear and arousal coursing through her veins. Not for the first time, she wished she could see in the presence of such a predatory man. She turned around to face him and turned her eyes up at him boldly, knowing he liked it when she did that.

“As a security expert, you should know breaking and entering is against the law,” she said softly, hoping her voice came out sounding stronger than it did in her head.

He reached out and took hold of her jaw, flexing his fingers against her tender skin. He dragged her forward until she was standing in his space. She had no idea how tall he was but sensed he was closer to 6’ than her 5’5”. He slapped the hand that was clutching the lapels of the bathrobe. She let go with a gasp, dropping her hand to her side, and let the material gape at her breasts.

“Good girl,” he growled.

She frowned and shivered. Her pussy creamed with moisture in reaction to the slap and deep growl of his praise. What was wrong with her? It had been an automatic response to drop her hand when he smacked her. She didn’t have to like it, for the love of god! She really needed to get control of herself. The last thing Addison wanted right now was to respond so readily to this sociopathic, stalkery, threatening, non-musical jerk.

“What were you upset about when I came in?” he asked quietly.

She shrugged. “It’s nothing, just work stuff.” Feeling too vulnerable, Addison reached to cover her chest and neck where the robe gaped open. He slapped her hand again.

She gasped. “Stop doing that!”

“You like it,” he said.

“I do not!” she snapped angrily.

He reached out, nudged the robe open and flicked her bare nipple. Addison gasped again and would have jumped back, but he caught her arm in a steely grip. She felt a flush cover her pale skin from neck to nipples, which were pebbled and begging for attention. He snatched her close, his hand sliding from her arm up to her hair and gripping hard. He used the grip on her hair to press her hips against his.

“You do like it,” he growled, his mouth inches from hers, his warm breath rushing over her lips. “Can feel your heat. I would bet every last dollar that your cunt is dripping for me. Don’t lie to me.”

Addison whimpered and brought her hands up, but wasn’t sure where to put them. Daniel was so overwhelming, so dominating. From one moment to the next Addison wasn’t even sure what was happening to her. Did she want to pull him closer or push him away?

“Please…”

“Please what?” he demanded. “What do you want?”

She swallowed, moisture flooding her core. She didn’t understand it. She was always in control when it came to sex. Yet her attraction to Daniel was undeniable. She wanted him so badly she could barely remain standing. In fact, she was fairly certain she would have collapsed by now if he weren’t holding her so tightly.

She let her hands settle very lightly against his biceps and said breathlessly. “Alright. I do want you. But… but I have some rules if I’m going to let you make love to me.”

She felt him tense. But she fully intended to stand her ground. She didn’t plan on just giving up her body for use to some ex-mercenary who had pretty much proven himself to be a terrifying kidnapper psycho. She planned on setting some ground rules.

When he didn’t say anything, she continued. “We do this how and where I say. You stop if I tell you to stop and you don’t do anything I don’t like if I tell you I don’t like it, you understand? Oh, and this is a one-time deal. If I like where it goes, then maybe we can talk about future liaisons.”

Addison knew she had made a mistake in speaking to Daniel that way pretty much before the first words had left her mouth, but she was used to setting ground rules with her lovers. She was not used to sleeping with men like Daniel Mercer.

He pulled the loosely knotted belt of her robe using his free hand and with a jerk yanked it off her body. Before she knew what was happening he had the robe off of her body and pooled at her feet and Addison facing away from him.

“Wait!” she said desperately.

With quick, precise movements he bent her against the island and used the belt of her robe to tie her hands behind her back. Addison’s heart thundered in her chest and she squeaked in protest. She attempted to struggle, throwing an elbow back so he couldn’t tie her wrists together, but Daniel’s hard hands seemed to be everywhere at once.

He kicked her legs apart, causing her upper body to press hard into the countertop, making struggle all but impossible unless she wanted to bruise her ribs. He pressed his hips hard against her lower back, immobilizing her. She felt the hardness of his erection pressing into her and the idiot part of brain that responded to him leapt for joy.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh! Oh!”

He leaned over her back, his jeans scraping against her vulnerable thighs. One of his hands pressed against the small of her back next to her bound wrists while the other one knotted in her hair and turned her head to the side. He nipped her ear, causing her to jerk against him, then he thrust his tongue in her ear. Addison groaned and pushed her hips against the counter wondering if she could possibly be any wetter. What the heck was wrong with her?!

“Is this how and where you say?” he asked, amusement lacing his voice for the first time since she met him.

“Untie me right fucking now, Daniel!” she demanded.

She felt him shift his hips to the side, but was unable to see what he was doing. She wasn’t prepared for the hit when his hand came down heavily on her bare ass. He slapped her hard enough to make the generous flesh of her cheek jump and heat with the sting. Addison yelped in pain.

“Watch your language.” His voice no longer held amusement, but tightly leashed control. She felt the vibration of lust in his voice as it passed through his chest. An answering response leapt through her and made her thrust her ass out.

He responded by heating her ass cheeks with several more sharp slaps, alternating between cheeks. She screamed in protest while simultaneously pushing her ass into his palm, silently begging him for more. His grunt of aroused approval rushed through her.

When he finished administering the spanking he spun her around and close to his chiseled body with an arm wrapped tightly around her waist and a hand knotted in her hair. “That your first spanking, baby?” he asked in a thick growl, his faint accent stronger.

Addison refused to answer, staring sightlessly up at him, forgetting to drop her eyes. Her jaw was set in a stubborn line. He shook her and tilted her head back bringing his lips down to caress her jaw, his beard whispering erotically against her soft skin.

“Tell me,” he insisted, his voice hard.

Addison sighed and squirmed against him.

Finally, he reached down and touched her where she was dying to feel his blunt calloused fingers. They were as hard as the rest of his body, thrusting mercilessly into her tight, dripping pussy, driving her up onto her toes. Addison cried out in shock, pleasure sizzling through her veins despite the discomfort of his rough entry into her body. She widened her shaking legs to ease some of the fullness. He thrust his fingers in and out of her body causing her to cry out as she leaned helplessly against him, her arms still tied behind her back.

“Daniel!” she yelled.

He caught her as she collapsed against him and dipped his head until his lips were against hers. “You’ll learn to answer me, Addison.”

“What?” she moaned, her head turned away from him, her body twisting against his as she fought him, unsure if she was fighting for or against the powerful orgasm she seemed to be building toward.

“Has anyone ever spanked you before?”

“Shit!” she yelled, throwing her head back when his finger thrust particularly deep. “Yes, yes, it was my first goddamn spanking!”

Taking his fingers out of her body, Daniel slapped her breasts lightly, first her right, then her left in quick succession. “Watch your language, Addison.”

She gasped, jumping against him. She didn’t think she could possibly be any more aroused. She was beyond questioning how she could be so explosively wildly ready to come for a man that was dominating her utterly and completely. At the moment, she was ready to do anything if only she could have the orgasm that hovered just beyond her reach. She was becoming terribly afraid he knew exactly what he was doing to her.

Suddenly he was kneeling on the floor in front of her and then her world was tilting around her. Addison gasped as she was lifted right off the floor perched on top of Daniel’s strong shoulder with his arm looped over her knees. She would have protested and even opened her mouth to do so, but realized right away she was more likely to provoke further punishment that, while causing unexpected and arousing results, was still quite painful.

Addison realized right away that he was carrying her toward the bedroom. Her heart sped up in excitement and hope. Was he going to have sex with her now? Because she so badly wanted him to put out the fire he’d started with all this BDSM mayhem he was throwing at her.

He flipped her easily off his shoulder and onto the bed, where she landed on her ass with a bounce. She barely had enough time to spare a thought over his incredible strength before he flipped over onto her belly. As though she were a doll, he pushed her legs up onto the bed and tugged her waist back until she was kneeling, facing away from him on the end of the bed, with her knees spread wide. He took her neck in one big hand and pushed her head down into the mattress, which brought her ass up. He pushed her still tied hands to the side where they rested against one of her stinging ass cheeks.

“Oh god!” she moaned.

Addison had been in plenty of sexual situations in her life. She enjoyed experimenting and exploring, but she had never in her life felt as vulnerable as she did right now. She wanted to beg Daniel to release her, to let her close her legs and hide from his intense, penetrating lust. But she also felt like she would die if she didn’t find out what he was going to do next.

She should have known.

A shriek ripped from her throat as his heavy hand came down on her upraised ass cheek, making the flesh bounce. Automatically Addison tried to raise up off the bed, but Daniel had her pinned. He hit her several more times until her shrieks turned to moans and her struggles ceased.

“Like it, baby,” he growled.

She was in such sexual heat she couldn’t tell if he was commanding her to enjoy his sexual torment or asking her. Knowing Daniel though, she suspected it was the former.

“Please!” she moaned.

“What do you want?” he asked, his voice savage as he bent to nip her sore ass. She jumped. A vague part of her overloaded brain noted his accent was getting thicker.

She desperately wanted him to penetrate her, but didn’t know how to ask or if she even should. She was rapidly realizing Daniel controlled everything. If she begged him to fuck her, the sadistic asshole would probably walk out on her and leave her high and dry.

He still held her down with one strong hand wrapped around her neck. The other slid over the rounded globes of her reddened ass cheeks, causing her to rock back in discomfort. He ran his fingers through her dripping pussy before pushing three long, thick fingers inside her. Addison cried out at the rough invasion, but rocked back in ecstasy, seeking more of the intense pleasure.

“This what you want, babe?” he growled.

“Oh god, yes!” she cried wildly, trying to push her hips back.

He stopped her from moving by tightening his hand on her neck. She froze. She was so close to exploding around his fingers! She could feel the walls of her pussy clamping down on his callused fingers. If she could just get a little more friction, she could get the rest of the way there on her own. Oh dear god! This guy had massive control issues!

“Widen your legs,” he demanded.

She whimpered, but tried to do as he wanted, wiggling her legs a little wider on the bed. It wasn’t easy. Her mattress was soft and the quilt was plush and fluffy beneath her.

“More,” he demanded. “Move back closer to the edge of the bed.”

Addison really, really wanted to tell him to screw off. She was so used to controlling the bedroom scene and ruling her own orgasms. But she suspected what he was doing to her was way better than anything she had ever experienced before. She did everything he commanded, widening her legs as much as she could and pushing her ass as close to the edge of the bed as she could. The most incredible sensations swamped her, starting in her pussy and flowing out, like tides in an ocean.

“I’ll make it so fucking good Addison, you’ll beg for it. Only I can give you this.”

His words scared her as much as they excited her, because she knew he was probably right. Then all thought fled her brain as he began thrusting his fingers in and out of her body, curving them into her G-spot, massaging it roughly as he penetrated her. She screamed and bucked while he held her down and fucked her from behind with his fingers.

Addison had never felt anything like what Daniel was forcing her to feel. He had primed her body through a combination of pain and pleasure, heightening her every sense except sight, until she had reached a fever pitch. Until she had reached this point, where he knew he could do this to her. Reach the mystical, magical G-spot. Something no one, not even herself, had ever managed to accomplish.

Addison had read enough literature on the subject, but had never been able to accomplish that type of orgasm. Now, in a few skilled strokes, this master manipulator was going to get her there. Addison was terrified, she was excited, she was about to have the most intense orgasm of her life!

“Oh my fucking god!” she screamed.

He thrust his fingers relentlessly, forcing her to take each hit until she was sobbing and begging him to stop, but also to never stop. She was clawing at her body where hands were tied. She pushed her ass back into his thrusts, her entire body taut and vibrating, ready to orgasm. She knew she was on a razor’s edge.

“Beg me for it, Addison,” he growled, leaning over her and speaking close to her ear.

Sobbing, she did as he demanded and begged him to orgasm. Strangely, saying the words brought her closer to the edge. It felt like each muscle in her body shook with unrealized pleasure. She had no idea she could feel this way, wasn’t sure it was normal or if she could even survive. Finally he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, “Come for me.”

Addison did exactly as he commanded. She came harder than she’d done in her life. She felt liquid squirt from her pussy, gushing over his fingers and her thighs as she came. She yelled until she was hoarse while she came and came. Wave after wave washed over her making her limbs shake and give out. She was in the process of collapsing on the bed when he slapped her ass hard and growled, “Kneel!”

Addison gasped and somehow managed to find enough strength in her limbs to kneel on the bed again. She heard rustling and then something metal hit the floor. Her heart sped up and felt as though it was about to burst. Daniel Mercer was about to fuck her!

Without hesitation he stepped up to the bed pulled her hips back and thrust. Despite the roughness of his finger fucking it was still a tight fit. Addison gasped and squirmed, but it felt so damn good she yelled her pleasure out loud and pushed herself back onto his cock. As soon as it hit her G-spot it was like an instant orgasmic massage all over again.

“Oooooohhhh!” she moaned and, taking a cue from his earlier demands, widened her legs to intensify the pleasure.

“Fucking good girl, Addison,” he growled down at her, taking her hips in a strong grip. He began fucking her with long, hard thrusts.

Soon Addison was screaming as uncontrollable, multiple orgasms swept over her again. Daniel reached underneath her and ruthlessly pinched her clit, forcing her to take a bite of pain with her orgasms. It was uncomfortable, but it drove her into a whole other level of orgasm. She also suspected he wanted to get her used to the combination of pain with her pleasure. Something she wasn’t entirely sure she was ready for.

Finally after she began to wonder how long he he could possibly fuck her for and how long she could possibly orgasm for without collapsing into a mindless heap, she felt him pumping into her with more intensity. His grip on her hips became almost painful until he stiffened over her and with a grunt, seated himself deep into her body and came.

This time he let her collapse into the bedding. Which was good, because he could go ahead and spank her this time, she thought belligerently, she wasn’t getting up for anything. He pulled out of her, leaving a trail of cooling semen across her heated ass. He lifted her up onto the bed and settled her into the pillows and bedding.

Addison felt a pang of disappointment when he didn’t immediately join her. Her sharp ears picked up the sound of him putting on his jeans and moving into the kitchen to pick up his T-shirt. He ran a glass of water and drank it and then brought one for her. Feeling vulnerable, she pulled a blanket over her nudity and reached for the glass, drinking greedily.

She could feel his eyes on her. She could sense the sexual heat of his gaze as they traced over her face while she drank and blushed. She almost laughed at herself. That she could blush after what they did. She felt awkward though. Daniel made her feel awkward. He wasn’t a normal person. He was damaged somehow and he’d decided to make her his plaything. She didn’t like it. She didn’t like that she didn’t know the rules.

She handed him back the glass, turned toward him and said, “What now?”