I took my sweet time. I was still annoyed as fuck that Vivian would do something so monumentally stupid. I was angry at first. Furious, actually. But only because I couldn’t stop thinking about all the awful things that could have happened to her. Things that I could have prevented if only I’d been paying more attention.
It wasn’t productive to dwell on thewhat ifscenarios. It was one of the first things I trained my bodyguards to master before I put them out in the field. They needed to be present, focused on the now and prepared for anything, not bogged down in what could have been done differently.
Yet here I was, thinking about what could have been done differently.
It was a mistake to take my eyes off her. I should have known better. Vivian was much too fiery to let out of my sight for too long. What if I hadn’t managed to get there on time? What if the cartel hadn’t sent five men, but twenty? What if I had been stabbed instead of swiped? What if they managed to get Vivian into that fucking van and drive off to God knew where?
I glanced at my watch. I figured it best I didn’t keep her waiting any longer, or she might fall asleep on me.
The first thing she did upon my arrival was kick a pillow at me with impressive force.
“Youjerk,” she grumbled. “You were gone fortwohours.”
“Are your arms alright?” I asked. “Numb or sore at all?”
“They’re fine.”
“Then I guess I could keep you waiting a while longer.”
“Don’t you dare!”
I chuckled. She looked delicious like this. Hot and bothered and the mildest bit crazy. “If it bothered you so much, you could have just let go.”
“Didn’t want to give you the satisfaction.”
“You know, this exercise was supposed to make you more compliant. I see that it’s had the opposite effect. Maybe Iwillwait another hour.”
Vivian tossed her head back into the pillow and bucked her hips, sighing and growling and whining all at once. “Please,” she begged. “Please, don’t go. I…”
“Say it.”
“I need you, Jesse. I need you to fuck me so bad.”
I swallowed. The sound of her pleas went straight to my cock. “Alright,” I said, stripping out of my clothes slowly just to torture her. “I guess I can do that for you.”
I climbed onto the bed and kissed her breasts, teasing her nipples between my teeth as I stroked my hands down her waist. I gripped her waist and nudged her knees apart with my shoulders, settling between her legs.
She was glistening with want, her clit swollen with arousal. I drew lazy circles against her sensitive bud with the tip of my tongue, memorizing the sound of her satisfied sigh as her knees trembled on either side of my head. I liked how soft she was. Couldn’t get enough of the way her legs felt when hooked over my shoulders. Everything about her was sweet, like fruit and vanilla mixed into one.
Her breathing grew ragged and high-pitched. I could sense that she was close by the way her body grew tight and rigid, bracing for the inevitable explosion of ecstasy.
So I stopped.
“Jesse!” she moaned. “Why?I was going to come!”
“This is what happens when you sneak away,” I said simply. “This is your punishment.”
“You intend to edge me as punishment?” she asked, incredulous.
“Smart girl. Now close your eyes and concentrate.”
“So you can pull the rug out from under me again?”
“Yes. Trust me. I'll make it worth your while, angel.”
With a frustrated grunt, Vivian lay back down. She still hadn’t let go of my tie that was binding her wrists together. She gripped the end tight, making sure not to release the knot.
I continued my fine work, moving on to use my fingers as well. Her walls fluttered around my fingers, growing tighter and tighter until I had her wound so tight I was sure she was about to explode. Once her telltale signs of ragged breathing and rigidity came back, I stopped and pulled away.