Page 28 of Jase
“This can’t be right.”Another whisper.“I don’t…want this.”
More tears but moans too. Kody leaned back, keeping her eyes glued to the screen as her fingers pleasured her below. I hated that I could see. Worse, I hated that I didn’t answer. She should know I was here. This should have been private. It wasn’t. Nothing with me ever was, and she’d find that out the hard way.
“God, please.”Kody reached up, squeezing her breast through the fitted t-shirt she wore. Harder, I squeezed my cock, refusing to go further, but also refusing to ruin this for her. She obviously needed the release on some level. But it was more than that. She needed control over what happened. Turning it into sex gave her the power over the trauma of being shackled. Here, she won, not David, and I wasn’t sure she saw that.
“J?”
My eyes lowered to the unmute button. Over and over, she said my name, and with each call, she branded the animal inside me even more. He was hers, even if all she was doing was making sure I wasn’t here. I was, and deep within, I was twisting her need of me to my need of her. But why? Why her? Was it just her looks? Her energy? Our similar pasts? Was it because I saved her when she was so near to death? Did it have anything to do with the broken way she appeared? I didn’t want to harm women to the degree she was. What I did was safe. Still, the darkness of my life surrounded her, and now that she was sliding deeper into my world, I wanted her impossibly more.
As spasms shook Kody’s body, my eyes locked to her face. On her lips as they separate through the pleasure. I wanted to bring her that. I wanted…
I hit the button on my computer, switching and putting the control back on mine. I zoomed through the keys, typing as fast as my brain could process words. When the special, silk restraints appeared, I clicked, buying them. She’d know I watched. She’d also know I approved. But I wouldn’t get these delivered by someone else. Not today.
I grabbed my keys, wallet, and phone, heading for the door. It didn’t take long to ride the elevator down and get in my car. When I got to the shop, they had the package perfectly wrapped up in a small black box. I placed it back in the bag, heading for the address I knew by memory.
One crappy entrance. Zero security. Seven floors.
By the time I got off the elevator, my head shook even more. I was looking for excuses, but did I treat any of my investments with such disregard? Kody was mine. I saved her; I bought her. At least digitally.
I scanned the numbers, stopping four doors down. My pulse jumped and I knocked, waiting. And waiting.
“Who is it?”
“Delivery.” I lifted the box.
“I didn’t order anything.”
I wanted to smile. “Are you Kody Marshall?”
The door cracked open, only held together by a thin chain at the top. I could barely see her eye, more or less her face.
“That’s right.”
“Delivery.” I showed her the box again. “I believe it’s from a person named J?”
The door shut, swinging open. It was relief and longing in one as she scanned my face. But it didn’t last. Something flickered. Something…almost close to suspicion.
“Do I know you?”
“I don’t think so.” I handed her the box.
“Oh, okay. Sorry, you look…” Her head shook. “Forget it. Do I need to sign anything?”
“No.”
A smile. A big one as she stepped back into her apartment with the box and shut the door. I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to leave. I took out my phone, pulling up the feed from her computer as I slowly walked back to the elevator. She was nowhere to be seen.
“Hey, you. Sir.”
No more smile. She almost looked angry. Yet not.
“Was there a message that was supposed to come with this? I don’t understand. It’s a weird ribbon with a hook thing.”
“I apologize. I completely forgot to explain. Yes. Let me see.” I headed back towards her, watching her face lose tension. My eyes went from the broken hand she kept at her chest, to the one that held the opened box. I took it, retrieving one of the red silk straps. “Do you see this latch? Depending on the size, you can hook it around something to keep it fastened.” My fingers slid down to the loop at the other end. “This is for your wrist. It’ll adjust to where you feel comfortable. Let me show you.” I hesitantly reached forward, surprised when she met my eyes and let me lift her good hand. When I slid it over her fingers and wrist, and pulled so it would tighten, Kody’s breath caught. “Like this. You should sleep better now.”
“I…” She swallowed hard, pulling back her hand to let the red silk dangle from her wrist. But not before I’d run my finger down her palm. Color was tinting Kody’s face as she took a step back. And then another. “I see. Thank you…for…Thanks.”
“My pleasure.”
