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Chapter 6

It arrived a month later, delivered by a tuxedoed messenger who smiled briefly, then returned to the limo waiting at the curb. The package was large and black, its length and width secured tightly by a gleaming silver cable of ribbon. A single red rose was tied at the center with a shining knot nestled between clusters of menacing thorns. Steven stood behind the closed door for a full minute, not able to take a step, staring at his own reflection in the glossy surface.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

Elyse had come up behind him in her bare feet, and her voice startled him. He turned, holding the package carefully out in front of him as though it might be radioactive.

"Oh. That."

He lifted his eyes from the box. Elyse stood there in her robe, her expression at first calm, then apologetic. She seemed to be waiting for him to speak.

"Please don't go."

His voice sounded so small, as though he barely had the air to make the words come. He wanted her to move closer, to take the box and hurl it into the trash and assure him she could never go to him again. Instead she looked down at the box as though sizing its dimensions. Steven shivered as he imagined she was guessing its contents.

"You don't have to go. He can't force you."

She began to go to him, then stopped after several steps, lowering her head as she spoke. Her robe was undone, and parted a few extra inches in the front as she walked. His eyes wandered down over the trail of exposed flesh, the inner curves of her breasts, her flat belly, to the naked slit between her legs, now freshly shaved and parted slightly to reveal a deep red, pulsing core.

"You don't understand. He only sees me when I ask. I thought you knew that. It's me. I have to go."

"You don't have to go, damn it! I love you, but even I have limits! Just how much more do you expect me to take?"

Her expression changed to one of disappointment. Her eyes were filled with more sadness than he had ever seen.

"I know you have limits. I suppose I knew you would reach them eventually, that in the end you would leave. I need this, and I need you. I knew that I couldn't have both for long - or at least I feared it."

"I never said I was leaving - I don't know if I could," Steven said.

"Then please stay with me, please indulge me, for at least a while longer. You won't be sorry. I promise."

Her last words were delivered with sultry assurance. She smiled, and her eyes brightened. Unable to think, he extended the box, offering it to her. She moved to his side and slid the robe off her shoulders, holding it open, offering her body to him.

"Put it on the bed, then shower with me. I want to be close to you before we go, both of us naked and warm and wet..."

She offered herself to him under the pulsing jets of water, eyes closed, mouth open and panting as Steven ran the soap over her body. When his hand trailed between her legs, she reached up and kissed him, their bodies pressed together, skin made slick and sensitive by the thin film of soapy water between them. When she felt his erection grow against her, she went to her knees and played with him, running soapy fingers of one hand along the hardening shaft, cupping and pulling gently at his balls with the other. Elyse knew the signs of her husband's orgasm, and just as he began to thrust his hips, she stopped, rising to whisper in his ear.

"I love your hard cock in my hands, but I can't make you cum tonight. He won't allow it. But I can stay here with you, help you enjoy it, if you do it yourself. Please - I'd love to see you make yourself cum. Please my love, for me?"

Her tongue was in his ear, then licking his neck, traveling down to suck at his nipples - and she was moaning, groaning, like an animal in heat. Steven's head was swimming with lust and confusion. He'd said he would do whatever she wanted - to hell with the man in the mansion - he needed her here and now.

He came after just a few strokes, thrusting and moaning as Elyse nibbled at his belly. She looked down just as his semen erupted from the end of his cock, his hand stroking furiously as his hips pumped back and forth. She fought her own impending orgasm, gained control, then suddenly lost it again as the warmth rushed over her. She stiffened, still on her knees, thighs pressed tightly together, trying to shake the involuntary spasms that traveled in waves from belly to neck. It was the first time she had disobeyed Simon - he forbade her to cum the day of their meeting. She hadn't touched herself - another first for her. Why had this happened? Why had she asked her husband to masturbate just hours before giving her to another man? And why had she cum when he gave in so easily to her suggestion? She went cold as Simon's words echoed in her head.

"There is a certain exhilaration in exercising one's power over another, even if it's someone close to your heart...as horrifying as you might find it on the surface, the pain you deliver with a newfound weapon can be both empowering and arousing."

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Sistine called me herself, bypassing Carmen. “Just heard back from G and G — they’re pretty exercised about something in those Rowley pages you sent to Carmen.” “Want me to go back in?” “Of course not — wouldn’t that be ... um, bending the law?” “Right, stupid thought.” Translation: okay, Winter, get your butt in gear and don your B & E threads. This time, photograph every work-related page you can uncover. Later for you, Nowak. I had a Dr. Samantha Rowley problem. The first time...

Pasayten PeteChapter 7 Winter Lodge

Winters in the Methow Valley were cold, sometimes bitterly so. Temperatures ranged well below zero. The snow would pile up two and three feet deep. It fell to Graydon to keep the driveway into the Wolf Creek homestead shoveled out when the snow got deeper than the sedan his step-father drove, or the panel truck, their faithful Blue Goose, could break through without chains. Graydon would wax the flat-bladed shovel and begin cutting blocks from the deep snow, lifting each, and heaving it to...

In the NavyChapter 41 Winter Storms

Portsmouth, December 1808 Harriet and Anita Heyworth were both delightfully naked. With a wicked smile, Harriet had just latched her mouth on Anita’s extended nipple, and Tony was preparing himself to climb between Anita’s thighs, when John Little’s voice shattered the life-like illusion. “Sir, sunrise in a half hour!” “Er ... whatisit ... oh, yes, right,” Tony mumbled, embarrassed over the obvious erection that tented his blanket. John Little looked pointedly elsewhere to give his...

FaithfulChapter 15 Winter Gave Way to Spring

That turbulent winter the fifth Provincial Convention met in unruly Annapolis, declared its loyalty to and admiration of the British constitution and urged its delegates at the Continental Congress to seek reconciliation. Despite its obvious truculence and obdurate nature, the convention disclaimed any thoughts of independence, a position that seemed to please many more Marylanders than it angered but left the leaders of strident Virginia and incendiary Massachusetts fuming and...

Play Ball Winter JenningsChapter 13 The Panic Room

Walker: “We don’t serve time travelers in here.” Pilar: “A time traveler walks into a bar.” Saturday morning breakfast, sun streaming in our Main Street windows. Pilar glanced at Walker’s face, looked under the kitchen table, sighed. “Vanessa, what would our family be like if Papi were ... like, normal?” Vanessa laughed, “Well, we’ll never know, will we?” I shook my head, “A mother’s burden...” Pilar held out her hand, “Come on, Papi, I’ll take care of it. Again.” Gregory stood, “No,...

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