Surrender To Me

I looked around at the other furniture and wondered what he had chosen next. Tipping my face back to him, he shook his head. “Here on the bed. I want to fuck you here. I want to lose myself in you here.”

I nodded as Bane curled my legs up to my chest, making me into a ball. He played his fingers through my pussy again, but this time his movements were restricted. I then felt the blunt tip of his cock nudging me. I went to open my legs, but he placed a firm hand on my thigh and pushed it back down. “Leave it there. It’ll make your cunt tighter.”

I let out a sigh when he pushed into me. The sensation was strange, the desire to open my legs to give him space to thrust was something I had to fight. Bane groaned and bit the back of my neck gently, his free hand coming up to wrap around the base of my neck. And when he began to thrust inside me, I got it. There was more pressure there, more friction. I felt every slide of his cock through my entire body, making it hum with pleasure.

Bane tugged at the chain still attached to the clamps, making me gasp. He fucked me harder then, savagely taking from me what he needed.

“Fuck, Bane, harder, please,” I begged, already feeling my orgasm coming. He tugged at the chain again, sending me hurtling over the edge. Bane followed me with a roar, his thrusts slowing until he finally stopped. Pulling out of me, he rolled my body onto my back and kissed me as he released the clamps. A moan escaped my mouth as the sensation flooded back, and he rubbed my clit once more, making me come again.

Holy fuck. When I finally came back down, I let out a breath, my eyes drifting shut.

“Thank you.”

I turned my head toward him. “For what?”

“Handing me control. I needed it tonight.”

I touched his face, tracing my thumb across his lips. “What’s happening?”

With a frown, he rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. “Just work shit.” I sat up. “Plus my shit, right?”

“What?”

“I almost died in that fire.”

He scrubbed a hand over his jaw, staring at me. “Yeah. Losing you would’ve broken me, Little Bird. I know this is a limited-time thing, but I don’t know how I’m going to be able to let you go if you do decide to end it. You’re in my blood now, in my heart.”

I shut my eyes and let his words settle over me. “I don’t plan on going anywhere, Bane. You’ve awoken something inside me, something that I’m quickly becoming addicted to, too.” He stared at me for the longest time, feeling him down deep in my soul.

Shit, had I said too much? I didn’t think so. He was as consumed by me as I was by him.

Rolling off the bed, he helped me to stand. “There’s a bathroom through there,” he said, pointing to a door that had been painted the same deep red as the room. “Take a shower. I’ll wait for you here.”

He caressed my ass gently. “How’s this feel?” “A little tender.”

“I love the pink blush on your skin.” He kissed one cheek, murmuring, “There’s some numbing cream in the top drawer of the vanity. Put some on after the shower. It’ll help”

With a nod, I walked into the bathroom and shut the door. Pulling the drawer open, I found the cream and placed it on the marble vanity, then took a quick shower. After toweling off and applying some of the numbing cream, I got dressed and found Bane sitting on the edge of the bed, back in his suit once more.

“I’ve asked Andy to take you back to my apartment,” he said, putting his phone back into his pocket. “It’s going to be a late night here.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll be home as soon as I can, though. I need to be inside you again, Wren. Fuck, it’s like I’m an addict, and I need another hit already.”

I smoothed the frown away from his face with my fingertips. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“I know. You’re the one thing I can count on now.” Capturing my hand, he kissed my fingers and stood, taking me with him.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked around the room. “What about…” I waved at the messed-up bed and the paddles still out.

“We have a cleaning staff. All I have to do is press the button on this side of the wall, and someone will be in here to sanitize everything for the next couple to enjoy.”

Hitting the button on the wall as we left, Bane walked me back through the club. A lot of his dancers were looking at me strangely, but I ignored them. I turned my head when I heard shouting, though. There were a bunch of guys enjoying one of the dancers who was simulating a blowjob on one of them.

“Bachelor party,” Bane told me. “Things might get a little crazy here tonight.”

As he passed the bar, he told the bartender to have a whisky ready for him when he returned. She nodded at him, then smiled at me.

Outside, Andy was waiting for me at the curb.

Bane claimed my mouth in a bruising kiss. “I’ll see you tonight, right?”

“I’ll be the one in your bed,” I whispered back, enjoying the way heat flashed in his eyes.

“Fuck yeah, you will.” Giving me one last kiss, he helped me in the car and then stalked them inside.

“Returning to Bane’s?” Andy asked me when he was settled back into his seat.

“Please, Andy. Thank you.”

He shot me a smile and pulled out into traffic. Given the time and the location, the streets were choked with cars, but Andy moved swiftly through the congestion, finding pockets and spaces to slide into to get us where we needed to go.

I’d just settled back into the chair when the car suddenly swerved into a car parked against the curb. With my pulse pounding in the back of my throat, I pulled myself forward to find Andy slumped over in the driver’s seat, blood blooming on the front of his shirt. What the fuck just happened? I looked out the window to see if I could see the shooter, then screamed when someone opened the rear door and grabbed me by the back of the shirt. I was yanked from the car, landing heavily on the sidewalk where a man stood over me. With a cold smile that made fear skitter down my spine, he pulled me up and shoved a bag over my head. The last thing I saw before being manhandled into another car was Andy’s lips moving slowly and blood bubbling from the corner of his mouth.