Chapter 4
He stood without waiting for her answer. Theo had had enough. He needed to taste her. After nights of restless sleep and erotic dreams about this woman, he wanted a taste, and needed to feel her from the inside out. The sight of her in red and black, laced up tight, his cock had been hard since the moment he opened the door. Taking her hand, he led Bri over to the bed. Though he wanted to rip off the damn mask and just make love to her, he couldn’t risk everything. Not yet. He wanted to believe her. At the moment, he just wanted to play. It was all he had been able to think about for days and after having her in his courtroom today, he needed to have her. Even if only to clear his mind. She settled onto the mattress before him, awaiting his instructions. So willing to do his bidding. He felt his cock twitch. If he didn’t slow down, this wasn’t going to last very long.
“Lay down in the center of the bed.” She did as he said, moving across the satin sheet. He took her hand, pulling it towards him. “I’m going to restrain your hands. If you feel uncomfortable with anything I do, just say stop, ok?” She nodded, watching his every move. He pulled a cuff up from between the mattress and the wall. It was bolted into the wall, since there was no headboard. Walking around to the other side, he watched her, as her eyes followed him. Locking up the other wrist, he took his time, looking over her.
She was such a beautiful vision. Her pale eyes, dark hair, smooth skin. Kneeling on the bed, he leaned over her. He shoved a hand between her legs, running one finger along her thong. She was already soaking wet. Perfect and ready for him. He positioned himself between her legs. Carefully, he tugged her thong down, lifting each leg as he slipped the thin material off of her. Dropping the panties on the floor next to the bed, he bent down. With his head between her legs, he looked up. Bri continued to watch him.
“Don’t move,” he told her. Slowly, with his finger first, he parted her lips. With two digits, he inserted them in and out, turning so his thumb could apply pressure to her clit. She began to moan, her legs moving slightly. “Don’t. Move.” He pulled out of her, and she whimpered. Bracing himself, he pressed his nose against her clit, flicking out his tongue. He licked up slowly, tasting her. She was delicious, more so than he could have imagined and he hungered for more. With his tongue, he moved slow circles around her clit, putting the fingers back inside of her. He moved around, assaulting her with his mouth. Her cries only turned him on more. Picking up speed, he pressed harder with his tongue. He knew the moment her orgasm hit her. The walls of her pussy clamped down on his fingers and she pressed her hips up into his face. He didn’t stop though, milking her through the ecstasy.
When finally, her body went limp, he sat up. Crawling up her body, he placed his hands on either side of her face. Kissing her, he knew she could taste herself on his lips. Her mouth moved against his with such a passion, he was afraid he’d cum right there. Her tongue caressed his mouth, and all it did was fuel the flames of his need. He threaded his fingers into her hair, holding her to him. Kissing her back just as needy, he pressed his body against hers. She felt so damn good beneath him. Pulling back, he looked at her. They panted, trying to catch their breath. He got up, quickly discarding his pants and shirt. Her eyes glossed over as she looked at his body. Pride swelled inside of him. He did take care of himself. Going to the gym when he could find the time, eating right. He went to the shelves on the wall, picking up a condom and a vibrator. Turning back, the sight of her laying there, bound, and ready for him, was almost too much. Theo walked back to the bed.
“Are you okay with this?”
“Yes, please,” she whimpered. He tore the wrapper and quickly rolled the condom onto his hard cock. Crawling back onto the bed, he positioned himself at her entrance. Taking a deep breath, he slowly guided himself in. Her body felt amazing.
Her pussy clamped down on him and he pressed in as far as he could go. Theo held still, relishing the feel of her around him. She bucked her hips under him, he could feel how much she needed him. It matched his. He pulled out at an agonizing pace, in hopes of building her need. He then thrust back in hard, loving the moan it elicited from her red plump lips. He slammed his mouth down on hers, kissing, as he moved in and out. The sounds coming from her grew louder and he stopped. Getting up on his knees, he lifted her legs, placing one on each of his shoulders. He began thrusting again, pushing her legs towards her body, lifting her ass off the mattress. Pounding into her body, he felt the coil of pleasure tightening inside of him. She screamed out, coating his dick with cum and he let go. One last thrust and he held himself inside of her until every drop was out of him. Carefully putting her legs down, he pulled out. Her head was turned to the side, eyes closed. She breathed heavily, out of breath. Getting off the bed, he went to the door on the side of the room, opening it to reveal a bathroom. Inside, he quickly discarded the condom and wiped himself off. Back in the room, he undid the cuffs, allowing her arms to drop to her side. She sighed.
Bri rolled to her side, watching him dress. He wanted to prolong the night with her. But, it was too dangerous. If he stayed, who knew what would happen. He had to maintain control of the situation.
“It was torture, not being able to touch you, allowing you to do what you wanted. What I wanted was to feel your body. Which is nice, by the way.”
“Thank you,” he chuckled. “That’s what this is about. Me taking control to give you what you need. Which is not always what you want.” For the first time, he had tasted a woman and knew, he couldn’t let her walk away. He needed her like the air he breathed.
“Well, thank you. It was definitely good.” She dropped her head back onto the pillow, still watching him.
“I want to see you again,” he told her. Sitting on the mattress, he looked down at her. She slid her mask off, watching him.
“It’s pointless, in here,” she told him, setting it aside. “You already know who I am.” He nodded.
“I’m not there yet,” he told her. She just looked at him.
“I get it. So how will this work? Do I just keep showing up and hope to see you?”
“No, I’d prefer you didn’t come here without me now. As a Master, I prefer not to share. I’ll send you another invite.” He leaned down, kissed her on the head and walked out of the room. It killed him to leave her there. Especially when what he really wanted to do was wrap her in his arms and fall asleep next to her. Maybe, after a few more times together, he’d come to trust her, that she wouldn’t deceive him.
At the door, he told the bouncer that she was to be given anything she needed, and taken care of. Theo left the club. Once he was in the parking garage, he pulled off the mask, putting it into his glove box. The drive home was a blur. All he could think of was Bri. He wanted to not have to leave her. Hell. Why couldn’t he have met her somewhere else? Somewhere that she could know who he was? Sure, she was in his courtroom, but it wasn’t like he could come down from the bench and introduce himself. When he got home, he realized that it sucked coming home to an empty, dark apartment. With his fast track in the legal world, and becoming judge, he didn’t really date. And now that the papers had deemed him the Most Eligible Judge, since he was young and handsome, dating was a spectacle. Women either wanted to use him to get pictures in the papers or thought he was going to provide a life of ease and money. What Theo really wanted, was a partner. Someone to share life with. Someone like Bri. He poured a scotch and settled into his armchair. Staring out over the city, he appreciated the view from his penthouse apartment. He pictured her there with him. Standing in front of that window, in his shirt and her panties. What would it be like, to come home from work, for her to be there? Ready and waiting for him.
Her body had been so responsive to his touch. His cock twitched just thinking of her body. No woman would feel right ever again. Not after Bri. What had he gotten himself into? His phone pinged. Unlocking the screen, he read the text from Gabe and quickly answered. His friend wondered how his night went. He must have heard that they left already. Did his friend think they would spend the night? Gabe had tried to urge him to reveal himself to her. He just couldn’t do it. Not yet. His friend had told him that a contact at the paper told him the article was just about the lifestyle and its new popularity in the wake of those erotic movies coming out. Part of him was still suspicious. With reporters, you could never trust that it was just something as simple as that. Having a prominent name to add would strengthen the article and be a hit. Hell, it could make a career.
He could only imagine his family’s reaction if it came out how he lived his life. The sexual preferences he had. In their world, sex was kept to the bedroom. And not something you toyed with. Their uptight social circle wouldn’t accept it. And it would definitely do damage to his judgeship. Judges should be decent, upstanding people. Sex scandals had unseated many judges over the years. He didn’t want that to be him. He had worked hard to get there, and years before his father and grandfather had. Shaking his head, he made up his mind. He couldn’t tell Bri. Not now. Maybe down the road, if she continued agreeing to see him. He texted Gabe back and tossed the phone aside. Running a hand over his head, he groaned, and then swallowed his drink in one gulp. Feeling the burn of the alcohol as it slid down his throat, he closed his eyes. It would be another restless night.