Caged (6 page)

She hummed around him, sending vibrations spinning through
his veins. He wanted to feed her his seed, fill her with him over and over
again. The way she touched him, even through a condom, was delicious.

As these random, lustful images were slowly being processed,
he finally understood what was going on between them. He needed to pull himself
together. Max had to gather all his strength and take back control of their
play. If he weren’t careful, he’d be putty in her hands in a heartbeat. Not how
he wanted their first night back at Succulent to play out.

With the brief pep talk racing through his head, he let her
work her magic. He’d let his release happen on his terms and not before.

Reaching between the bars, he held her head carefully and
moved her mouth on and off a portion of his length. She could have only as much
as he could handle. He couldn’t allow Gabby to focus on his piercings, not when
he wanted her with such intensity.

On an average day, the silver he wore on his cock kept
desire and lust in his mind. Max enjoyed the feeling they gave him. They kept
him on the eager side of horny, but sexual satisfaction was his to manage.
Another side of his desire was how much he enjoyed this woman and how she was
able to wreck his control. She’d made him fight to take back the power in their
play and he never had before.

Thankful she couldn’t see how much she’d shaken his hold,
Max pushed back until he was back on track to fulfill the plan for tonight.

Shaking his head sent the last of his lust in all
directions. Once again he was fully focused on not coming, but giving this
woman, his lover, an incredible orgasm. Leaning back, he slowly pulled his
hard-on from between her lips and held in a groan as she made a move to follow
until she was stopped by the cage.

“No! Please, don’t take your cock away.” He loved hearing
those words and seeing her confined and pleading for him.

“It’s all right, baby girl, you’ll have it and more.” He
stroked a finger over her cheek, down to her lips where he nudged the full
lower fold. He wanted to kiss her badly. Place his lips against hers and feel
her melt against him, but his reward would not be taken between bars.

Clearly this woman was his ultimate temptation. The one he
couldn’t get away from, nor did he want to. Max was exactly where he wanted to
be.

He shifted a hand and took hold of her nipple, pinched the
hard point and held on. The response he received from her had him questioning
pulling his rod from her mouth. She pursed her plump lips and pressed kisses
against his other hand. When he increased the pressure, she sucked on his thumb
and nibbled on the pad.

With focused attention on her breast, she worked over his
digit’s flesh with her tongue. Watching her treat his thumb as if it were his
rod, he finally understood she hadn’t been trying to take control away from
him. Gabby got off on having her mouth occupied at the same time the rest of
her body was being played with.

He needed to remember the discovery and explore further,
only later.

Before any serious research could take place, they both
needed to find their release.

Pulling his thumb away from her lavish attention, he shifted
back to the other end of the cage. Max untied her ankles and gently pulled her
legs until they came out between the bars and her pussy was presented at the
hole. Because her wrists were secured at the front, her arms were stretched and
her breasts rested over the cool, corrugated metal floor.

With her legs splayed, he pulled the slender dildo out and
pushed it back in.

“Oh yes, fuck me.”

Stopping the erotic motion, he pulled the toy out of her
silken grip, then reached in and gave an ass cheek a light swat.

“And?” he reminded her in a stern voice.

“Please! Please! Please Sir, I’m sorry.” They were good
together. Without any prompting she understood he’d looked for her to beg for
more.

Using two fingers to spread open her rear crease, he exposed
her tight pink rose. Soon he’d fuck her there—taking her ass was something else
to look forward to doing.

He placed the glistening dildo point on her backside’s
opening and pressed. The slight pressure, helped by her moisture on the toy,
allowed it to slip in halfway with ease. Max pulled the dildo out, then pushed
it back in farther. Over and over again, he smoothly fucked her ass until she
was groaning with pleasure.

Because the timing seemed right, he thrust his cock into her
pussy.

She was hot, slick and gripped his rod tightly. It took him
a second to catch his breath, then he was ready to go. There was no rhythm to
his fucking. He was well beyond finessing. All he could think of was taking her
until they both climaxed.

In and out, hard and fast, he brought grunts of passion from
her depths, as well as his, which fed his pleasure even further.

It was close but he managed to keep going until she fell
apart around him, only then did he let go and come. With each load of seed he
shot inside the bottom of his condom, he was more complete. He accepted he
couldn’t fully relax. Not until he wrapped his arms around her and held her
close, then he’d be complete.

The connection between him and Gabby was growing more
serious by the day. Was it love? Maybe, he hoped it was and she had the same
feelings for him. He knew she cared about him, only wasn’t sure how deeply.

Max wasn’t finished with Gabby, far from it. He had to clean
things up and once he was done, he’d hold her close. After the time they’d
spent together, getting to know each other, he was ready for them to move on to
another level of their relationship and hoped she was as well. Soon enough he’d
know where they stood. They’d done vanilla and now successfully brought the
kink back into their relationship. It was time to bring in a big dose of
reality he’d been holding back since they’d gotten together.

After he pulled his cock and the dildo free, he untied her
wrists and helped her from the cage.

He left the blindfold in place as he carried her to the bed
and carefully lay her down.

“Stay here, baby. I’ll be right back.”

Quickly and efficiently, he took off the used condom and
tied it off before throwing it away. He stripped the rest of his clothes off
and draped them over a chair. Next, he made sure to put the toy and straps
they’d used in a marked covered box for cleaning.

When the toys and trash had been put where they belonged, he
went back to the bed and stretched out at her side. As soon as he settled and
before he could pull her close, she rolled blindly and wrapped herself around
him.

“You’re incredible, Max,” she whispered and rested her head
over his heart.

“We aren’t through.” He chuckled and rubbed her back.

“I know, but—”

“Shhh, relax, I’m not going anywhere. We have plenty of time
to talk and play.”

“But—”

Because he couldn’t hold off a moment longer, Max leaned
down and silenced her questions with a kiss. Her pink, plump lips were as soft
and resilient as they looked. A window to her soul opened the moment their lips
touched.

Her hands came up and she blindly clasped his head. They’d
kissed before, but things were different this time. They were together outside
of the club, were in a relationship, of course their kisses would be different
after a scene. There was something more bouncing between them each time their
lips touched. He had hopes whatever was in their hearts would bloom even
further.

His mouth pushed against hers, then pulled back, only to
return for more of an intimate connection. She placed a series of quick kisses
along his lips then more slowly traced the seam with her tongue. The temptation
to taste her was great. He opened his mouth and groaned when she slipped her
tongue in and explored at will.

She tasted fresh and clean, with a dash of sweetness. He
wanted much more but would take only what she gave him. If there were any
barriers between them, they were down as they kissed. The floodgates had opened
and he wanted everything.

Wanting more control, Max rolled them over until he was on
his back and tried to relax. The woman in his arms and her soft, sultry,
smartness was what he wanted in his life. He’d share his news with her. It was
ugly and unfortunately his reality. Hopefully she’d be okay with the changes
they were about to endure.

Easing back, he tried to talk to her, but couldn’t while she
still wore the blindfold. He’d kept it on to maintain her focus on their kiss
and now he wanted to see her eyes.

Pulling the fabric covering gently over her head, he dropped
it on the bed beside them and wrapped his arms around Gabby. She was still
wearing the skirt and tie, but nothing else. He struggled to focus on anything
other than her delightfully bare breasts pressing against his chest. Maybe
someday soon he’d have her wear nothing but his work shirt and take her across
his desk at the office.

If she ever fucked him in his workplace, it would surely
make working at the London office even more interesting. He’d probably get
nothing done—constantly reliving the moment over and over again. Whatever they
did together would be worth the disruption.

Maybe it would be better if he worked up to the bad news
more slowly.

“Do you want to do this again or do you think coming to the
club was a mistake?” As far as he was concerned, they’d mixed the two sides to
their sensual desires well. He wanted to be in her life, but Max needed to hear
her say what was in her head and heart.

She wiggled into place between his legs. “We’re in a
relationship and I’m extremely happy. Knowing you outside the club gave me
comfort I needed when we were in the scene. There wasn’t a moment where the
erotic thrill diminished because I knew it was you dominating me.”

“I’m happy we’ve been able to bring kinky back into the mix.
I guess the next question is if you are still worried about what would happen
if things didn’t work between us?” He believed they were on solid enough
footing, but wanted to know if she was in the same place.

“If we don’t make it, and I hope we do, then I’ll figure
things out. We’re good together in and out of the club. Submitting to you
pleases me greatly. Being bound and fucked by you makes me happy. Making love
with you in a vanilla way makes me happy.” She leaned up and punctuated her
words with kisses. His stomach swirled with excitement.

What she’d said sounded as if Gabby was invested in their
relationship moving forward. To where he wasn’t sure, but forward together was
good enough for him. Max was thrilled and rolled them over until he held her
hands pressed into the pillow above her head. He kissed her hard and ensured
she knew how she got to him.

Slowly he gentled his kiss and savored her mouth. As he
pulled back, he absorbed her breath. Puffs of air were panted back at him and
he almost smiled. He wanted to possess her body again but needed to kiss her
more. Moving his lips toward hers until they almost touched, he slipped the tip
of his tongue along the parted seam. She opened her mouth and he dipped into
her moist cavern before sealing their lips together.

Clasping their hands more firmly together helped him stay in
the moment. He was in control and wouldn’t fall into lust’s pool, at least not
yet. He needed to talk with her first.

For the first time in Max’s life it seemed as if everything
was on the right track. Work was going well. They had the prime minister and
his environment minister on their side, which was big. Little would happen in
the way of water reclamation without those two political bodies on board.

The personal side was something else. He wasn’t sure why he
was hesitant to tell her he needed to go up north for a couple of months or
longer. She hadn’t said anything to make him think she’d take it badly, but he
also hadn’t had to leave her either.

“What did you think about the cage?” Maintaining his hold on
her hands, he asked her the question while placing random kisses down her neck.
Her breath caught in the back of her throat when he nosed the tie out of the
way and licked the sweet spot where her neck and shoulders met. Not long ago
he’d found the special place and went back to it now because of how it affected
her. He wanted her weakening with every lick, bite and kiss. Making her pink
areolas tighten delightfully was his goal.

“Loved it,” she murmured then groaned as he circled her
nipple with his tongue.

“What about it did you enjoy most?” Max asked while he
indulged his needs.

Ashamed of the weakness he discovered in himself, he suckled
a hard tip then trapped it with his teeth. Releasing one of her hands, he moved
his down to hold her mound captive. Slowly he pulled the tender point with his
teeth and stretched the flesh until she groaned.

“I love not being able to move and taking whatever you
choose to give me.” There was no duress in her voice, only excitement. Once he
released the tip, he leaned down and soothed the tender flesh with his tongue.

Sucking the nipple into his mouth, he pulled until his
cheeks went hollow. Gabby was shaking beneath him and between his legs. She’d
left the hand he’d released above her head with the other he still held. He had
no memory of telling her not to move, but her silent obedience was there all
the same.

With a last tug on her nipple, he smiled and released it
with a pop.

“Being confined gets you off?” he asked, then let his tongue
circle her other nipple. She had thrust her chest up, probably for more from
his teeth, but he kept the strokes gentle and soothing.

“Yes, I guess. Being put in a restricted space, unable to
move, trapped and fucked is what I want. Pain isn’t my thing, but I enjoy all
sorts of restrictions, a lot. Tie me up, lock me in a cage, bind me to a St.
Andrews cross, all of them will send me spinning into a mind blowing orgasm.
Tonight was delightful, thrilling and I want more, thank you very much.”

He laughed and rolled to his back. This woman was his and he
couldn’t be happier. They were in a relationship floating from vanilla to kinky
and he was thrilled to have her anyway he could. Picking her hand up, he kissed
it and held it against his chest.

“What? What did I say to make you stop?” She sounded
confused, but he’d shifted away to save his own sanity. He had to tell her he
needed to leave and couldn’t keep delaying by playing with her delicious body.

Was he in love? Max was fairly sure he was, but he wanted to
be positive before he said anything.

“Your ‘thank you very much’ made me laugh. However, I
stopped because I have a question for you.”

“Oh, okay, what?”

“How do you see what we have? Are we headed to something
more serious? What do you want with me?” Maybe he should tell her what he was
looking for rather than putting her on the spot to say it first. Before he had
a chance to say anything more, she sat up and looked down at him.

He wasn’t sure if he could focus on whatever she was about
to say. Not with her generous bare breasts with a tie dangling between them,
both swaying with her movements. He wanted to touch, pinch, bite, devour. It
was hard to pay attention but he had to because he’d asked the question.

“Exclusive,” she ended and pinched his nipple for emphasis.

Damn, he’d missed it all and was going to have to admit it.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

Crawling around until she straddled him, she cupped his face
and waited until his eyes connected with hers.

“I said we’re seriously dating with feelings involved and I
expect you to say we’re exclusive. So?” There was the cutest frown on her face
and he tried not to smile. She was being serious and he should as well, but he
was finding her simply too beautiful to pay attention to what she said. He had
to pull it together.

“What?”

“We’re exclusive,” she told him with a gentle thump to his
chest.

“Yes, absolutely, of course we are. There’s no one else in
my life except you. No one.” He should’ve given her something as a confidence
booster before asking questions. Not good and somehow he’d make up for it.

“Good. I wanted to hear you confirm it,” she claimed with an
adorable bravado.

“Let me be clear, I’m serious about you and hope we have a
long future together. I’m looking forward to however we move on together, as
long as we’re a couple. I might as well tell you straight out, get it said.” He
took a deep breath and let go. “This Sunday I need to go up north and work for
at least a month, probably longer.”

The silence his statement met was deafening. His saving
grace, the only thing keeping him waiting for her to say something was how she
hadn’t let go of his face. Reaching up, he wrapped his hands around her wrists
and held them where they were and continued. “Our relationship is new, but I
don’t want to lose what we have. I’d love it if you came up with me, but I
understand you have work. I’m asking, can you carve out some time and come to
York?”

She leaned down and laid her lips against his. There was no
kissing, they simply touched, absorbed each other and breathed. It was one of
the most emotional touches they’d shared. He wanted to give her the world until
she smiled again. It seemed like forever, but in time, seconds, Gabby lightened
his heart. “Of course I’ll visit you. You working in York won’t pull us apart,
no chance. We’re adults. We can handle a physical separation. Besides, we’ve
been in each other’s pockets for almost five months. A little distance won’t
hurt us.”

He could see she was thinking about the problem. She
muttered about having an idea, but she never gave details. The silence was
killing him. Eventually, curiosity got the most of him.

“Tell me,” he said as he placed kisses on the palms of her
hands.

“I was asked to help Sara Lascelles with the jewelry I
created for her wedding. The event is to take place at Haywood House outside of
Leeds in a month. It’s quite an honor to be asked to help and I plan to attend.
York isn’t thousands of miles away. We’ll see each other.”

“No, the drive is half hour, forty minutes at most. They’re
lucky to have you as the designer,” Max told her and believed it.

She gave a great deal to her work, but he had no complaints.
There was plenty of energy and attention left over for him. There was nothing
missing between them, especially if she found time to come to where he was
needed for work. Maybe he should look for office space for her at his home up
north. Hopefully he would find something she could use, it would mean she
wouldn’t ever have to go back to London without him.

If they were going to continue as a couple, then they had
some work to do. He had no problem splitting his time between the north and
south of England, but he wasn’t alone anymore. He’d have to seriously look into
things, such as where it would be best to have his main office and therefore
his home before they became an issue between him and Gabby.

“What’s spectacular is they’ve arranged for the photographer
to take some photos of the jewelry both on the bride and off. The countess said
I would have their permission to use the photos along with the jewelry in the
V&A show.”