Page 39 of Blackstone's Heart
"Ethan!"
The moment he felt her release his own erupted. Roaring her name as he emptied into her.
***
Krista pushed her hair from her face with a hand that shook. "Wow."
Ethan grunted as he rolled off of her onto his back. "Wow."
She felt him sit up and climb from the bed. A few moments later he returned and she felt a warm washcloth slide between her legs. Once he finished cleaning up their love making, he slid back into bed and pulled her into his arms.
"You okay?' He asked.
"Yeah. I'm better than okay." She smiled, softly dropping a kiss over his heart.
"That’s not exactly what I had in mind for tonight when I went to get you."
Krista lifted up onto her elbow. "Oh?"
"I had planned to tie you to my bed and tease you till you were begging for more, begging for me to fuck you.” He clarified. He watched those beautiful blue eyes widen and heat with lust and she dropped back against the pillows. “Ahh, it appears my little spitfire likes that idea. You want me to tie you to my bed Krista? Hmm? Tie you up and just tease that fucking amazing body of yours till you’re begging for me to let you come?”
By now, Krista was laying there panting slightly. Her nipples once more puckering and she felt fresh wetness between her legs. Her eyes however couldn’t look away from the stormy orbs of Ethan. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth to answer. “Yes. Yes, Ethan.”
Ethan leaned over her, his hands on either side of her head, caging her in a way. “Perhaps I could pull out my little black bag of tricks for you.”
“Bag of tricks?” She whispered.
Leaning in closer, he whispered into her ear. “Oh yes my dear Krista.” His tongue slid over the shell of her ear making her shiver and whimper. “I have a pair of beautiful nipple clamps that I bet would look stunning on those magnificent tits, two pairs actually. A brand new rope to tie you to my bed. Would you like to feel my new riding crop? Hmm?”
“Fuck me.” Krista gasped.
“You’re picturing this now aren’t you baby? You’re getting a clearer picture of what I would want to do to you. Do WITH you Krista.” Ethan kissed her now. His tongue plunging into her mouth, twirling with hers, tasting her. Slowly, teasingly, he pulled back. “I would also like hearing you calling me Sir again. That was pretty hot.”
Krista’s eyes lid open and she smirked a little. “It was hot wasn’t it.”
“Fuck yeah it was.” He chuckled. “We’ll have plenty of time for that. Right now we need to get some sleep, I have an early start in the morning.”
Pulling her tightly to him, Ethan held her as they both drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 11
He walked down the quiet hallway of the hospital. The only sound at the moment were his shoes on the linoleum floor. He walked with a purpose to the room half way down from the nurse’s station. He smirked to himself at how easy it had been to walk right past the nurses and the two police men.
‘Idiots. They think he’s safe. They think they can continue to keep her from me. Well, soon I’ll show them all.’He thought as he walked into the room.
The room was dim but he could make out the bed and the sleeping man lying there. He quietly moved to the hanging IV drip, pulled out the syringe and injected the liquid into the Y-junction. Giving it a few moments to work its way into Jerry’s system, the man turned on the light over the bed.
“Huh? What?” Jerry groaned, his voice sounding groggy from sleep and the drug now seeping into him. “W…what’s happening? What are you doing here?” Jerry inquired as his eyes tried to focus on the man standing over him.
“You think you can protect her? That Blackout can protect her? Kris will be mine.”
Jerry’s eyes widened as his muddled brain pieced together what was happening. He reached for the call button, but the man was faster and quickly had Jerry’s wrist bound to the railing. He made quick work of the other. Jerry tried to call out for help, but his tongue felt thick and his vocal cords seemed unable to function. He could only watch in horror as the man pulled out a blade before ripping open Jerry’s hospital gown.
“This is what disgusting pieces of trash like you deserve.” The man hissed as he made the first cut with blade over Jerry’s chest.
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Ethan slipped on his harness as he stared down at the woman asleep in his bed. He smiled as he gently tucked a stand of hair behind her ear. Krista sighed in her sleep but didn't wake up. He quietly left the room and headed downstairs. After fixing his to go cup, he climbed into his truck and headed for the office.
