Page 43 of Seducer

I didn’t, which was strange for me since any time I was told to do something, I usually did just the opposite. That was part of my personality. Much to my parents’ chagrin.

A few seconds later, I felt steam and heat, which warmed every inch of my naked body. The sound continued and I was more than curious as to what I’d see.

Zach finally stopped our progression, running his fingers down my spine. “Now, open your eyes.”

I did, unable to fathom what I was seeing. “A cave?”

He laughed. “Yes, a cave with a pool. And it’s all ours for the remainder of our time here.”

“All alone?”

“All alone.” He unfastened the leash, but didn’t remove the collar. I rubbed the thick leather, finding it strange that it was comfortable to wear. Maybe a little too much so. I’d never been exposed to true kink, other than investigating clubs on my computer. I’d never had the guts to indulge in the kind of dark sexual acts that it seemed so many found enjoyable.

My fantasies were the only things that kept me alive on lonely nights, dreams representing the twisted hungers I’d never admit to longing for.

“Go. Explore. Enjoy.”

“You’ve been here before,” I said, not really as a question. The answer was obvious.

“A few times. I’ve brought clients here. But I’ve never stayed.”

“Why now?” He didn’t answer. I took a few tentative steps forward, taking a deep breath of the various scents. There were tropical plants everywhere, kept alive from the odd lighting that also added a luminescent glow to the mounds of rocks. The pool had been carved from the stone instead of the substance being brought in. That had to be the case. No one would pay to have heavy rock brought in.

There were various small caverns and seating areas made from rock as well, the seats carved for comfort. At least that’s what it appeared like. I was certainly no expert.

I couldn’t help myself, placing a foot into the water as I admired the lights creating a dazzling array of colors. The water was warm, not like a hot tub but close.

“You can get in. I’ll be there shortly.”

His voice echoed in the dense space, over the sound of the waterfall at the end of the pool. The steps were smooth and soon I was in the water, a smile instantly crossing my face. I tingled all over in an entirely different way, savoring the moment since I knew I’d never be able to afford coming here on my own.

Why he’d brought me here was something he’d likely never tell me. We’d connected on a level I hadn’t thought possible. I dunked further in with a soft moan. As I turned around, I was rewarded with being able to watch him undress.

He was one of those men who didn’t bother with unbuttoning his shirt, jerking it off by the back collar instead. When his chest was exposed, I gasped from the sight of the intricate artwork that I’d barely caught a glimpse of. It was gorgeous, colorful in design and amazing work done by a true artist.

His eyes lit up when he noticed what I was staring at. He didn’t flex his muscles, but he might as well have. His arms were huge, his chest in perfect proportion and his abdomen holding twelve-pack abs. Was that even possible? With him anything seemed that way. The deep V cut offered promise of even more sinful things to come.

I licked my bottom lip when he kicked off his shoes, trying to keep my cool when I was ready to beg him to hurry and finish undressing. Who was I?

Zach’s expression continued to be dark, shadowed by the odd lighting. I moved closer, leaning over the rock edge of the pool and crossing my arms. He offered a wry look, almost a smirk as he unfastened his belt. He was the kind of man who never wanted to take his eyes off me, but he wasn’t worried, merely curious how I’d react.

Around him, being myself was easy. Another feat that surprised me. Few people understood the complexity that made up my system. Fewer still dared try to figure me out. I simply shut them down. This man had managed to crawl through several layers in a few short hours.

I leaned my head on my arms, still watching him, every muscle in my body tense from longing. My best friend had tried to push me into having a hot fling, but I’d laughed at her. Now I knew there was something magical about not knowing the other person. No responsibilities. No thoughts of the future. Just the here and now.

When he finally lowered his trousers, his cock was such a creation of beauty that it literally took my breath away. Full and thick, long and hard, the tip was already purple from the continued throbbing I’d felt.

His legs were just as muscular as everything else, the deep V defining his physique. He tossed his clothes away and rubbed the flats of his hands down his chest, taking a few seconds to tease me by stroking his cock.

Didn’t he know what he was doing to me?

As soon as he advanced toward the pool, I backed away, forced to tread water as it got deeper the further away I went. He didn’t waste any time nor did he hurry as he walked down the steps, his face as stern as when he’d placed the collar around my neck.

He wanted full control over me, something I’d never thought would occur. Fantasies were one thing. They were sane and easy to dissolve, and it was even easier to pretend they didn’t exist. This was entirely different. He was so powerful that even if I wanted to get away from him there wouldn’t be a chance to escape.

I should feel fear since I was all alone in an underground facility. I didn’t. I was too exhilarated. But I couldn’t help myself, continuing to tease him by moving further and further away. His eyes were twinkling as he came closer, wading through the water as if parting the liquid altogether.

The waterfall was closer, enough so my wicked mind took over. I dove under the water, kicking out and swimming quickly underneath the heavy spray. I’d also never had the opportunity to be this playful before. As soon as I came up from underneath, I expected him to be right there. I couldn’t even make out a figure past the heavy waterfall.

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