The Hunt for Summer (NSC Industries) (6 page)

“Just a drink, Red.”

She sighed and nodded
as she came to stand beside me. “Sure, usual please Owen,” she said to the
barman then turned back to me, “Thank you.”

I gave her a nod
then scanned her body, taking in her tight knee length cream skirt and her soft
pink jumper. Tiny pink pumps finished her look and I smiled at the sweetness of
the outfit when not fifteen minutes ago she had resembled an immoral virgin.
“You finished already?”

She nodded and
smiled her thanks to Owen as he placed a pint of bitter in front of her.

I laughed when she
took a long slug of the frothy brown liquid. “And here I was thinking you were
a delicate little thing.”

She laughed. “I
don’t think I’ve ever been delicate, Mr Hunt.”

“Lucas, we’re not at
work Red” I told her sternly.

She gave me a soft
smile and nodded “Lucas.”

Bloody hell. As soon
as my name rolled off her tongue, my dick pressed into the zip of my jeans.

As though she sensed
my discomfort her eyes swept the length of me and she frowned, “No suit
tonight? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you out of one.”

A smile lifted my
lips. She did notice me if she knew this and she was right, I think this was
the first time I had come from home instead of straight from work.

The usual daily work
slog always fed my need for sex and I always came here before I went home.

I could see a tall
bloke approaching from the corner of my eye. He stood directly behind Red and
my eyes narrowed when he leant into her ear and I caught what he said “Hello
Kayla.”

Kayla?

She immediately
tipped her face down to the floor and her hands dropped and rested against her
thighs with her palms facing outwards.

Holy-Fucking-Hell… Red
was a sub, and a fucking experienced one if her instantaneous surrender was
anything to go by.

A self-satisfied
smirk lifted the man’s face as he tipped his head sinisterly whilst his eyes
perused every inch of her body. I instantly shifted to high alert as his eyes
glinted darkly at Red.

Red’s chest was
heaving and I noticed her whole body tremble. She was fucking terrified but
still yielded to him.

He leaned in again
and I grit my teeth at his words. “You have been really fucking bad this time,
Kayla. You’re punishment is going to be extremely severe!”

Red swallowed
painfully and I fought against the urge to pummel this fucking man. Drag him by
his perfectly styled hair round to the side alley and kick the fucking shit out
of him.

He was petrifying her
and my whole soul was shouting at me to do something.

I didn’t think he
was her current Dom, not from the way he was talking, so I took a deep breath
and leant into her other ear and prayed with everything I was “I am your master,
Willow and you will obey my command.”

She gasped and her
chest heaved even heavier but she tipped her head towards me in a confirmation
nod and turned her whole body towards me, now with her wrists crossed in front
of her and her face elevated slightly but set to the side in a professional
examination pose.

Fuck, she was very,
very experienced and my lust fired excitedly as my dick roared to an incredible
hardness. Christ, I thought I was going to come in my fucking jeans at her
total submission.

The man narrowed his
eyes on me and the chill he emitted made my bones creak against the malevolence
he held.

I took her hand and
led her from the club and quickly pushed her into my car before he came after
us.

The tyres on my car
screeched and smoked as I sped out of the car park and I checked my mirror a
total of twenty six times all the way back to my apartment to make sure we
weren’t being followed.

Red remained silent
and docile all the way back, as I knew she would be, her total compliance would
see her taciturn until I gave her permission to speak and for now I let her be
quiet.

***

Red stood silent and
orderly in the centre of my room. Her face was now aimed to the floor as her
hands remained by her side.

I walked over to her
and looked at her, “Look at me, Willow.”

She lifted her head
slowly and her eyes found mine.  I took a deep breath at the terror held in
them.

“Who was he?” I
requested and she answered immediately, her submission commanding her to do so.

“Diablo, Sir.”

I had a sudden urge
to touch her, to calm her down but I wasn’t sure how she would react yet so I
waited as she expressed so much pain through her gaze.

“Your Dom?”

“My old Dom, Sir.”

I nodded as I
relented against my restraint then reached out and ran my finger along the side
of her face, “You’re safe here, Willow.”

I watched her throat
bob as her eyes brimmed with tears and my heart stuttered at her distress. There
was only one thing I knew that would work with her right now and I swallowed
back my guilt and looked her directly in the eye.

“Submit.”

She instantly
dropped to her knees, lowered her head and held her arms before her, her wrists
crossed and ready for restraint. “I declare myself a slave, and I submit myself
to you as my master” She recited expertly.

My breath hitched and
my teeth tingled when I realised just how deep Red’s submissive proficiency
went; nothing like the half-hearted efforts of the girls at the Panther. Red
was pure submissive, a complete and utter sex slave and the realisation sent
electricity through my veins and excitement tightened my balls like a vice.

She was a
professional and I bit back my delight as I circled around her.

She was utterly
stunning as she knelt before me, the beauty in her acquiescence was totally
astounding and I cupped my erection, clutching my cock as a soft moan left my
lips.

I was so fucking
hard that I knew I had to do something before I fucking exploded in my shorts
but could I take her now, like this?

It was an utter
dickish thing to do, so instead I returned to the front of her.

“Strip” I ordered.

Immediately her
hands grabbed the hem of her jumper and she lifted it over her head to display
her bare breasts.

Fuck, they were bloody
perfect and I sank my teeth into my lower lip as I unzipped my jeans and freed
my raging hard on.

Red slipped off her
skirt and then her thong and shoes before she retook her submissive stance afore
me.

My chest heaved
against the rapid beat of my heart and I ran my hand along the length of my
cock.

“Wall” I said simply
and waited to see if she understood.

My heart skipped a
beat as she stood, walked over to the wall and placed herself at arm’s length,
then leaned forward and placed her palms against it whilst her feet shuffled
apart and she lowered her head so her pretty red hair fell around her face.

“Hard wall.”

I shivered in desire
as her feet separated even further until she was practically split in two.

I came up behind her
and ran my free hand over the curve of her bottom “Such beautiful skin, Willow.
Soft and milky and all mine.”

I noticed her
shudder and pull in a breath as my fingers continued down and dipped into her
wet flesh.

“Fuck. Perfect.”

She moaned slightly
then dropped her head further in apology. “You’re very horny aren’t you?” I
asked.

“Yes, Sir” she
whispered huskily and I grit my teeth as I ejaculated all over her back without
warning. All it had taken was her soft voice and I was coming like a raging
fucking banshee, my loud groan filled the stifling air of the room.

I heard Red gasp and
drop to her knees as she climaxed all over my fingers, her warm juices flowed
over my hand as I continued to pump my spunk frantically over her.

Jesus Christ!

She turned immediately
and knelt before me. She then lowered the flats off her forearms to the floor,
crossing her wrists as she did so, before arcing her back upwards.

Oh my God, I was in
heaven.

“I’m not going to
punish you for coming without my permission this time, Willow” I told her and
she gulped. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Withdraw, Willow” I
said softly.

She relaxed
immediately and sat back on her heels and lifted her bewildered face up to me.
“I… I…”

I placed a finger
against her lips and shushed her. “Actually it’s me who should be apologising,
Red. I took advantage of you and I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry, but you looked so
fucking beautiful, sat waiting patiently for my control, that I… well I should
have disciplined myself.”

She gave me a frown
before her eyes lit up and she smiled “Not at all, Sir, it was quite… enjoyable.
I haven’t submitted for years and I didn’t realise how much it was ingrained
into me. I missed it.”

Well this was a turn
up and I had to restrain myself from pumping the air with my fist at her words.

Chapter 7

Layla

I smiled softly at
Lucas and then the image of Diablo bore through my brain and my breathing
stunted as a body shiver worked its way through me.

I grabbed my clothes
off the floor and Lucas gave me a stern frown.

“Stay for a while,
Red. I’ll cook” he said as he watched me pull my jumper back on.

Lucas held a hand up
to me. “Wait” he ordered softly before he pulled a few tissues from a box on
his black chic table and turned me around so my back was to him.

He wiped gently at
his own cum on my back, his hand softly swiping back and forth and I closed my
eyes when his hand dropped to my bottom.

I swallowed as
desire coursed through me again and I grit my teeth, trying to hold back a
moan.

“You have the finest
arse I’ve ever seen, Red. Just perfect and soft. I wonder what the redness of
my hand print would look like against your pale skin” Lucas whispered against
me as he bent and placed a soft kiss on my flesh.

The forbidden moan rushed
up my throat and out of my mouth, and before I knew what was happening, Lucas
had spun me round, gripped my hair and was kissing me with an urgent passion.

My hands slipped
into his soft hair and I kissed him back with equal hunger as his lips
dominated me as much as he had. A low moan rumbled in his chest and his hand
palmed the nape of my neck before he pulled me further into him.

He walked us
backwards until I felt the sofa at the back of my knees and I dropped onto it,
pulling him on top of me.

His mouth was now
torturing a trail across my jaw as his tongue dipped out for a sample. “Fuck,
Red, you taste amazing.”

I dropped my head
back against the sofa as short sharp gusts of air left my mouth.

His lips had a mind
of their own and they were soon pulling in one of my nipples as Lucas pulled my
jumper back over my head. “Stunning tits, Red. I have wanted to suck on these perfect
nipples since I saw you bare them to me at the club.”

My God, why didn’t
he shut up and take me?

I moaned a response
as his teeth grazed light over my pert peaks and I wound my legs around his
hips and held him close. He didn’t seem to mind as he kneeled on the floor
before me and took the distance over my stomach with his mouth.

He looked up at me
as he reached my mound and gave me a wicked curve of his lips as he palmed my
thighs and pulled them open.

“Fuck yes. So
fucking pretty; blonde and utterly flawless” he breathed before he ran his
tongue over his bottom lip. The move reminded me of a wolf in the moments
before it devoured its prey.

“You want my mouth
on you, Red? You want me to blow your fucking mind to pieces?”

I whimpered and
lifted my hips slightly as I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him onto
me.