Doms of Chicago, Boxed Set One, page 12
“You want to kiss me?” It was that kind of reaction to her that she craved from him.
He took a step closer, invading her space. Her breathing grew ragged as she looked up into his eyes. “More than you know.” He lowered his head and stopped mere inches from her mouth. A moan built in her chest as their breaths mingled.
“Please.” Her plea was nothing more than a whisper.
His eyes heated before his lips brushed fleetingly against hers. A soft moan escaped her just before his mouth sealed over hers and his tongue shot inside to tangle with hers.
After the slow build up, the shock of his aggressiveness sent desire crashing over her. She lifted her hands to embrace him, only to have him intercept them. Holding them loosely behind her back, he speared his free hand into her long hair and held her where he wanted. A guttural sound escaped him as she gave ‘as good as she took’ and her tongue followed his back into his mouth. He jerked her against him. Pressed tightly against his hard body, Nisey couldn’t help but squirm in pleasure at this kiss of domination, her first but perhaps not her last. Oh, God, please give me more.
The sudden honking of the cab intruded on her pleasure. She whimpered when he lifted his head. She noticed his breathing was as ragged as hers and she could feel the solid impression of his erection against her.
“Delicious.” When the cabbie honked again, he straightened. “Don’t forget. Check the workers ID’s. They’ll be from H & M Construction of Evanston and stay off the roof.” Releasing her, he picked up his suitcase and overnight bag. Opening the front door, he called over shoulder. “Ten o’clock, grá.”
She slumped back against the door, dressed in the clothing he’d chosen for her, her pussy yearning for more after she was kissed senseless by her best friend’s brother.
“Damn, this is more than I hoped for. I can hope it only gets better.”
Chapter Seven
After leaving the door unlocked for the workmen, Nisey paused on the threshold of the master bedroom, and nibbled on her lower lip. Even with Caelan’s consent and the ground they covered last night, she felt like she was invading his private domain. The furnishings were quite masculine. The dark mahogany of the bedroom set drew her eyes. The huge expanse of the bed with its perfectly made bedding had her mind racing and she couldn’t help but imagine being tied to the posters of the bed.
“Knock it off, Nisey. He’s not even here.”
Spotting the digital camera where he’d said it would be, she picked it up with great respect. The strap hanging off it showed much wear and tear. Stroking over its scarred surface she imagined how it gotten so worn. He must have had this strap for a long time even though the camera is new. Pressing the power button, she watched the small display screen. It lit up and her breath caught in her throat. She nearly dropped the camera. “Dear Lord.” She couldn’t resist looking at the pictures. Whether he’d left them for her to see or simply forgotten they were on the memory stick, her eyes were glued to them.
It was obvious they’d been taken down in his playroom. She recognized it from the night before but the background wasn’t what had caught her attention - it was the model. Once again Sara was being restrained. She assumed Gabriel was manning the camera because Caelan was kneeling down on one knee under Sara’s half-tied form. She was suspended by the rigging around her upper torso about three feet above the floor. Nude from the waist up and her breasts imprisoned with the red rope dangling from Caelan’s hands, the intricate rope work that already surrounded Sara’s body had Nisey’s heart beating fast.
Even seeing him in the process of wrapping Sara’s slender blonde body was enough to send waves of longing over her. Her breath came even faster as she pressed the small button on the side of the camera. The next shot showed Caelan now standing and admiring his completed work. With one leg suspended directly above her and the other tucked behind her, the erotic L shape Sara’s legs formed was an open invitation for her master to explore. The ruffled plaid of the skirt she wore had slid up and exposed her tanned thighs. Caelan’s hand on her raised leg had Nisey imagining him sliding his hand down and under the edge of the skirt.
“Fuck.” Her fingers trembled as she pressed the button again. The next picture showed Caelan’s hand under the skirt with a rueful look on his face. It was evident he was talking with Gabriel. Oh God. He’s checking to see if she’s wet. Her knees trembling, she sank down on the bed. Licking her lips, her finger hovered on the button. It wouldn’t take much to send her spiraling out of control and she knew it. Biting down on her lip, she pressed the button. A low moan escaped her. Now, Gabriel was in the picture and from the angle of it, she assumed the camera was on a tripod. He stood to one side of the picture, his hand gently caressing Sara’s hair as Caelan now knelt with his mouth pressed to Sara’s inner thigh. She was sure her own face showed the same amount of longing as on Sara’s.
With her hands trembling, she set the camera down carefully next to her. Dear Lord, if that’s what being Caelan’s sub requires, I don’t know if I can do it. It’s so tempting but allowing another man even one as nice as Gabriel to touch me…I just don’t know if I can do that. Right now the only one who I want touching me is Caelan. But if this is what he expects, can I allow it? Uneasiness now warred with desire.
A rap at the side of the doorframe had her head flying up. Shock washed over her when she saw her boss standing in the open doorway.
“Josh!” Standing quickly, she grabbed the camera off the bed.
“Hey, Nisey, I thought I’d stop by and see if you wanted to go out and get a bite. When you didn’t answer the doorbell, I assumed your power was still out and the doorbell wasn’t working. So what do you say? Feel like going and getting some lunch?” He entered the room and went to take the camera from her.
Heart pounding, she clutched the camera closer to her chest. “So you just decided to come in to a stranger’s house without knocking?”
His hand dropped and he smiled sheepishly. “I’m a friend of Caelan’s. We met several years ago in a BDSM club uptown. In fact I was the one who introduced him to Hillary.”
The shock had her lowering the camera. “You introduced your sister to a Dom?”
“Yes. Hillary is a submissive. I introduced her to the club owners, who in the end gave her a membership. I introduced them and they played together for a few months until Caelan got tired of her refusing to be shared and decided to move on. For Caelan to collar a sub, she has to be willing to submit to his every desire including being shared.” He leaned forward and gently took the camera from her hands. He glanced at the picture.
“Ah, I see you found his latest conquest. He and Gabriel like to share their subs and Sara is such a responsive one. I assume you’ve heard of ‘ménage-a-trois’ before.” Clicking it off, he set it on the dresser. “I know you went with him yesterday to a munch, but when I didn’t see his training collar on you, I assumed you weren’t with him as a sub. As a friend, I’d like to warn you off him but as a Dom myself, it’s your life and I can’t interfere between a Dom and his sub if that’s what you’re contemplating.”
Swallowing roughly, Nisey barely could focus on the rest of his words after she heard… He and Gabriel like to share their subs… Her heart sank and she wanted to crawl inside somewhere dark and quiet.
“They share?” Even to her own ears, her voice sounded really quiet.
“A lot of Dom’s share their subs, Nisey. It’s a personal preference for the Dom and many subs enjoy pleasing their masters by doing it.”
Looking up at him, she frowned. “Are you one?”
He slowly shook his head. “No, I’m a possessive master, Nisey. I want my sub to serve only me. No other Dom. When I’ve collared a sub, she’s mine alone.” He reached out and touched her loose hair.
She jerked back in reflex. “Please don’t do that, Josh. You’re my boss.”
He sighed and dropped his hand. “Here I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to fire you to date you. You’re a kick ass embroiderer, Nisey. One of the best I’ve ever seen, but if there’s a chance you might welcome my advances…and want to be my sub, that’s enough to make me say to hell with your job skills and chain you to my bed.”
If it had been Caelan uttering those words, Nisey would’ve been in a puddle at his feet. But with Josh, she felt just a weak flare of desire that came from the idea of being bound.
“A very tempting offer, Josh but I’m your employee and I need my job. I’m paying my own way through college. IADT isn’t the most expensive college around but it still costs.” She moved around him, feeling very uncomfortable that they were in Caelan’s room. He may have given me permission but somehow I think he might protest having Josh in there, friend or not.
“I think its best you leave now, Josh. I’m sorry but I can’t go out with you. I promised to meet the workers and I have a huge mess to clean up.”
Josh scowled for a moment before his face soothed out. “I’m not trying to make you feel uncomfortable, Nisey. I just wanted you to know there are other Doms out there. Caelan isn’t your only choice if you decide you can’t handle the idea of him eventually sharing you with another. I’d be more than happy to take you or help you find another Dom who would suit you better if you decide what Caelan wants is more than you’re willing to give. “
Looking up at him uncertainly, Nisey let out a sigh. What he was saying made sense, but the fact remained Caelan was under her skin. Could she find fulfillment in another’s arms that would rival the thrill and need she felt around him? Pushing the thought to the back of her mind, she snagged the camera back up and slipped around Josh.
“If you still want to give me a helping hand Josh, I’d appreciate it.”
“Of course.” He seemed eager to help her.
Holding up a hand, she stopped him. “But – the subject of Caelan, myself or anything to do with BDSM is off limits. You’re my boss and a friend, but I won’t be grilled about my private life.”
He nodded. “Understood. Just understand this, Nisey, I’m here if it doesn’t work out with Caelan.”
She nodded.
* * * *
Swabbing up the last of the water on the kitchen floor, Nisey gave a sigh of relief that the power had finally come back on. It made it much easier to see. She glanced over at Josh, who’d rolled his sleeves up and dug in to help her. He was pushing the futon up against the far wall to make room for the workmen to work.
In the hour they’d been upstairs, they’d managed to clear away most of the debris littering the floor of the living room, then had moved on to the kitchen.
Josh looked over at her after one last grunt and the futon was butted up against the wall. “Are you sure you don’t need to take pictures of the roof? I would think Caelan would need photos of the damage up there.”
She shook her head. “No, Josh. I’ll have the guys from the restoration company do it.”
“Besides she knows what’ll happen if she goes up there.”
Kalinda’s voice had Nisey squealing as she rushed to embrace her friend. “You made it back early. Caelan said you might be back sometime late this afternoon.” Leaning back, Nisey scanned her friend from head to toe. “You look none for the worse. It must not have gotten as bad up there as it did here.”
“No.” Kalinda’s short reply had her drawing back in surprise.
“What’s wrong?” Nisey chewed on her lip nervously. She hadn’t done anything wrong, but for some reason Kalinda seemed upset.
“Hello, Josh. I wasn’t aware you were coming over. Did Caelan call you?” The sharpness of her tone made it quite obvious she already knew the answer.
“Since when do I have to be invited to check up on one of my employees after getting a call from her saying she wasn’t coming in because a tree crashed through her apartment roof?” His voice was cool but when Nisey looked over her shoulder at him, he’d gone on the defense and had his arms crossed over his chest. She’d never seen this side of her boss before.
“Last I knew, Joshua, you weren’t on speaking terms with Caelan. Do you honestly think that he’s going to approve of you being with his slave with no chaperone?”
“Kalinda!” Heat filled her face and Nisey wanted to sink beneath the floor. Even though she had been almost a hundred percent sure she was going to end up agreeing to Caelan’s terms, she was having second thoughts after finding the pictures on his camera. Despite those misgivings, the idea that Kalinda was assuming she’d already made her decision and had given Josh information she wasn’t willing to share with him as her boss was embarrassing to say the least.
“I’m not going to discuss this, Kalinda. I promised Nisey there would be no talk of this issue today. I’m merely helping a friend and I’m sorry if you and your brother don’t like the idea.” He walked over and squeezed Nisey’s shoulder. “I think it’s time for me to leave, Nisey. Kalinda can be overprotective as a mama bear with her cubs when she wants to be. I’ll see you tomorrow at work.”
Nisey watched him grab his jacket and disappear through the open door.
“Why the hell did you do that, Kalinda? He’s my boss!”
“You don’t understand, Nisey…”
Holding her hand up, she stopped Kalinda’s protest. “You know, I would appreciate if you would stop treating me like I’m going to break. I’m a grown woman and I don’t need you making my decisions for me. I’d already dealt with him and his advances.”
Opening her mouth to protest Nisey’s statement, they were interrupted by another knock on the door.
“Damn this place has become Grand Central Station.” Nisey moved to answer the door. Opening it, she saw the workmen that Caelan had promised. After checking their ‘ID’s’, she let them in. Passing Kalinda, who now was looking a bit guilty, she mouthed the words. “This isn’t done yet.”
Kalinda’s shoulders slumped as she followed the workmen back into the living room. It was quite obvious that she’d mishandled the whole situation.
* * * *
Flipping on her laptop, Nisey sighed and leaned back against the leather couch. She once more was down in Caelan’s part of the house. The men had just left after boarding up the windows and placing a tarp over the hole in the roof. Keeping her promises to Caelan, the workmen had taken photographs of the roof damage, then she and Kalinda had returned downstairs.
How has my life become so complicated? This morning everything looked so good, now I’m confused. Can I let another touch me to just be his? Holding her head in her hands, she sighed once more. Behind her in Caelan’s kitchen she could hear Kalinda moving around. She’d told Nisey she was going to make them a snack.
Pulling the letter out of her pocket, she propped it up against the corner of her screen. She hadn’t yet opened it. She was torn and wasn’t sure she could answer the hard questions she knew were waiting for her.
“Here, Nisey.” Kalinda set down a tall glass of sweet tea next to her.
Nisey glanced up at her. They hadn’t yet had a chance to talk about what had occurred earlier and the uncomfortable tension had kept growing until Kalinda had begun tiptoeing around her, scared she might accidently set Nisey off again.
“A peace offering?”
“In a way. I didn’t mean to overstep my bounds earlier with Josh.”
“Relax, girl. I’m not mad anymore. I understand why you’re so concerned after what happened with me and Derrick.”
“I don’t think you are, Nisey. I know what Josh asks of his subs and I don’t think it’s what you’re looking for in a Dom.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, Nisey stared at her. “And how do you know that?”
“I briefly toyed with the idea of letting him Dom me. I even went as far as asking Caelan about him. I didn’t want to commit to anything and then back out at the last moment.”
“What did Caelan tell you?” Nisey leaned forward.
When Kalinda’s eyes darted away from her, Nisey knew her friend was on the defense now. “Come on girl, I’m not going to bite your head off. Sit down here with me.” Nisey patted the cushion next to her. “Tell me what happened.”
A deep sigh escaped Kalinda. “At first Caelan seemed surprised but you know Caelan, he doesn’t pull any punches when it comes to his lifestyle. He’s open about it.” She took a deep breath. “Remember when I told you about walking in on Caelan and one of his subs?”
Nisey nodded. “Of course.”
“Well, I left out the part about him not being alone.”
It dawned on her who Kalinda was talking about. “Josh?”
“Yes. He was in the basement with Caelan and the girl.”
“They were sharing her?”
The softness of her response had Kalinda’s head flying up.
“Oh no, they weren’t sharing her. I found out later that Caelan was instructing Josh on the fine art of whipping.”
A shiver of dread washed over Nisey. This is not what I’m looking for. “Caelan likes to use a whip on his subs?”
Mutely Kalinda looked up at Nisey. “I can’t say if Caelan does or not. As I was saying he was showing Josh the correct way to wield a whip so he didn’t damage his sub.”
“I bet it was a shock to see that.”
“Yes but I wasn’t ready for my reaction to it. When Josh turned around and looked at me, I scrambled out of there as fast as I could.”
“It must have been embarrassing for you, girl. I’m surprised you’ve been so open with me about my need for bondage after seeing that.”
“Why wouldn’t I be? You’re my best friend. I want you happy. I don’t want you scared as I am of taking what you want. And for some reason I think Caelan will be able to give you what you need.”
“Perhaps but what are you scared of?”
“It’s…just…well hell, girl, the only way I can put this is the sight of seeing that girl bound and having a whip used on her ass made me hot. For a moment I wanted it to be me and Josh knew it.”
Nisey tried to absorb what Kalinda had just said. “But you said there would never be a man to tame you.”
