Morgan, Nicole - Intimate Confessions [Intimate Temptations 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) (2 page)

Chapter 2

The room was suddenly silent, filled only with the sounds of their breathing. An audible gulp from Sandi reverberated in the small room. Neither one of them moved or said anything for several moments. Sandi was the first one to attempt to break the silence, but quickly quieted herself before she began.

Derek knew his steely stare was what had stopped her. What she didn’t know was that his glare was because the moment she said his name, it had opened up of all those old wounds from two years ago. He did not want to hear her voice again, that sweet voice that he used to long to hear every night after their breakup.

Their eyes were locked upon one another and each one appeared to be almost frozen in time. Derek wasn’t certain, but the pain in his chest made him believe that his heart had actually stopped beating. In that moment he knew he didn’t want this. He didn’t want to be here, in this bed, with her. She was the one woman he had ever loved. There was no way he was ever going to let her or anyone else get close enough to hurt him ever again.

As soon as he had the thought, it was quickly brushed away though. He felt the inner walls of Sandi’s pussy tremble against his still-hardened cock. Derek’s eyes closed, and his head tilted back. It had been far too long since he felt the sweet coaxing of her wet pussy massage him into orgasm.

Quickly and so abruptly, he saw Sandi jolt, and he snapped his head back and darted his eyes at her. He was angry, angry with himself for allowing her to hurt him, angry at her for breaking him in the way that she did. Most of all though, he was angry at fate for throwing them together again like this.

The heart that he once thought had stopped beating started to race. Was it anger, arousal, or fear? The reason for his rapid heart rate he couldn’t be sure of, but he was certain that he would not ever let Sandi Clayton get the upper hand on him ever again.

Zach said she wanted to be punished, so he would gladly punish her. Not with physical pain though. She claimed that she didn’t want to receive any pleasure from her teachings. He had to hold back a chuckle at the knowledge that she was trembling around him as they were still motionless. Her words might be saying one thing, but her body was saying something quite different.

Derek knew just how he was going to get the woman who broke his heart back for all the hurt she caused him. He would teach her, punish her like she wished. He knew just how to make someone learn to love and relish in becoming a true submissive. Yes, he thought to himself, she would come to crave it and him. Then he would leave her just as she left him. No way was he going to be the one hurt this time. She would suffer, and her heart would hurt just as his did. Then and only then would he finally be free of her.

With a sneer and a glint of disgust in his eye, Derek pulled himself free of the warm, seductive heat of her body and backed away from her on the bed. He had to fight the smile that wanted to form on his face when he saw how shocked and disappointed she was.

“Derek, what are you doing?” Sandi asked him.

With no answer, Derek got off the bed and stared at her for a moment, a moment too long because he was forced to turn away from her before responding.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to speak,” he stated coldly.

He watched as she opened her mouth to protest, but quickly closed it.

Satisfied that he had put her in her place, at least for tonight, he reached for this crop and, before turning away, pretended as though he was going to give her a hard smack with it.

When she visibly winced at his movement, he leaned over her and gently whispered in her ear, “When I decide to punish you, you will not see it coming.”

He said nothing more as he headed toward the door. He walked slowly, wondering if she was going to question his actions. She was, after all, still tied to the bed. He decided if she was good and didn’t question him that he would send someone to untie her soon after his departure. If she chose to speak to him again, without being prompted, she would suffer the consequence of being tied to the bed all night long.

Derek reached for the door handle. She still hadn’t spoken, and he was actually surprised by her silence. He exited the room and almost raced through the halls to get to his room. His heart was pounding at a rapid speed, and his adrenaline was on overdrive.

Once inside, he picked up a small vase sitting on the dresser directly across from his bed. With a loud growl, he hurled the porcelain item across the room, smashing it into a million pieces as it hit the opposite wall.

He stood there staring at the shards lying on the floor, breathing heavily with his fists clenched so tightly together that they were almost turning purple. He was so focused and lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t even realize that Zach had entered the room.

“Derek, are you okay?” Zach questioned him.

With a quick spin of his head, he darted his eyes at Zach and gave his curt response. “What the fuck is all of this about?”

With a look of confusion, Zach replied, “Excuse me?”

Derek made three quick and long strides across the room to Zach and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and promptly had him pinned up against the wall.

“I’m gonna ask you one more time! What the hell is going on? Why did you invite me here?” Derek shouted the questions as though he was commanding an answer.

Clearly displeased with Derek’s aggression, Zach returned his own icy glare. “I do not know what you are talking about or who the hell you think you are, but I suggest you let go of me this instant before I call in some of the guards who work the rooms.”

Derek knew all too well that the guards in these types of clubs were not the type he wanted to tangle with. That, combined with the fact that he had seen a couple of them since arriving there earlier that night, made him decide not to take his chances on who was the better fighter. He had no choice but to release Zach and turn away with a frustrated sigh.

Zach didn’t give Derek time to calm himself down before asking, “Now what in the hell was that about, buddy?”

Shaking his head, Derek responded with a laugh, “Buddy, huh? Interesting, I haven’t heard from you in years, since high school as a matter of fact. Then you just contact me completely out of the blue, extend an invitation that, not only were you convinced I would be interested in, but you insisted I accept after I tried to politely decline.”

Derek held his hand up to stop Zach from interrupting him. “And then you stick me in a room with a woman, telling me that she wants to be dominated by pain, with absolutely no pleasure whatsoever.”

“Derek, I told you that—” Zach was quickly silenced again.

“You haven’t told me anything, damn it! Sure, you told me bits and pieces, but you never told me how you knew about my lifestyle, and you sure as shit never told me who the woman was.”

A smug smirk formed on Zach’s face. “Ah, I see. I take it you didn’t order her not to turn her head.” Still smiling, Zach continued, “So you know it is Sandi then.”

Derek gritted his teeth to avoid from screaming at the man in front of him. Not wanting Zach to call for the guards, he calmed his nerves the best he could before responding.

“So you knew? You admit that you knew!” Not being able to control his anger, he shouted the last words.

“Uh uh uh, control your temper, Derek. There is nothing here that you don’t want. There isn’t anything here I haven’t presented you with that you don’t desire.” Zach’s voice trailed off as he headed toward the bedroom door.

“Where the hell do you think you are going?” Derek demanded.

With his hand on the door handle, Zach turned and smiled. “Derek, when we were younger, you did something for me. You probably didn’t even realize it when you did, but I swore to myself that one day I would repay you. This is that day.”

“I did something for you? Like what?”

“Let’s just say I’m different than you and most guys that we went to school with. I got razzed quite a bit. One day you stepped in. It may not have seemed like a big deal to you. It was to me though.”

Derek watched his old high school friend leave the room saying nothing more after his cryptic message. He wasn’t just mad now. He was confused. What on earth could he had done for Zach? And even more strange was the question of how Sandi fit into all of this.

“Oh, Sandi, damn you. Why couldn’t you just stay gone?”

Chapter 3

Sandi remained motionless for several seconds after she heard the door close before turning her head to see if Derek had really left. Once she looked over her left shoulder and didn’t see him, she quickly spun her head around to survey the rest of the room.

Was he still in the room with her, but waiting to see if she reacted? She wondered, but as soon as she asked the silent question to herself, she already had her answer. Derek had in fact left the room. She was handcuffed to the bed and alone with nothing else but her thoughts.

Instinct made her want to cry. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and beg him to come back. Instead, she bit back her tears and tightly squeezed her eyes shut. She knew very well that she wasn’t entitled to her sadness.

There was no one else she could blame for her current situation other than herself. Two years ago, she had pushed Derek away. He was the only man who had ever treated her with respect, kindness, compassion, and love. He was the only man that she had ever loved, and rather than cherish that, she had thrown it away, all for some obsession, some elemental need she thought she had to have.

She hated that, after two years, she still hadn’t found a way to fulfill those unexplained desires. No one that she had met over the past two years had even come close, not even Tony, the one she was foolish enough to leave Derek for. Just remembering the man who had introduced her into this world made her cringe. She detested him for making her think she wanted this kind of lifestyle.

If only she knew then what she knew now, she would have never left Derek and their life together for a life she clearly didn’t want.

A gut-wrenching pain tore through her heart when that thought made her realize that, in all these months over the past two years, she hadn’t felt even the smallest amount of pleasure from all the acts she had participated in. She hadn’t gotten any enjoyment from any of it. That was not until moments ago when Derek had been inside of her, taking her from behind, while she was handcuffed to a headboard in a place where she asked for only punishment.

Oh God! she thought to herself. Was Derek the missing piece to the puzzle of her desires? Was he what she had been searching for this whole time?

She knew the answer to the question already. The one man who she had tossed aside so carelessly two years ago was the only man who could ever truly make her happy.

She jerked her mind back to reality when she heard the door open. She spoke before she was able to stop herself.

“Derek?” Disappointment washed across her face when she saw it was Zach.

“No, Sandi. Derek has gone to his room. I came to make sure you were okay.”

She didn’t respond to him as she waited for him to finish unlocking the fur lined cuffs which had her wrists attached to the bed.

Zach’s arm grazed her exposed bottom, and for some reason at that point, she became very aware of her nakedness. Nervous emotions overcame her, making her face flush and heat from embarrassment.

When the last cuff was unlatched, Zach gently took her shoulders and brought her body back down to a sitting position.

“There, you must be sore from being in that position and on your knees for so long. Is that better?” he asked her while handing her a small satin robe which had been hanging on the bedpost.

She nodded uncomfortably, not really sure what to say to him.

Zach brushed a stray lock of hair away from her eyes and smiled at her. “Please don’t be embarrassed. I promised you when I found you that I would give you happiness.”

Her heart began beating much too fast. “I know you did. But I still don’t understand what that means. Or how…Derek, I know him.”

A robust laugh came from Zach, which almost startled her at first.

“Did you know that I knew him?” She almost whispered the question, but the smile on his face gave her the answer before she had a chance to finish asking it.

He held up his hand in a gesture to silence her. “Sandi, does it really matter if I knew? Does it really matter that you knew him, or he knew you?”

He hesitated for a moment before he continued, “No, Sandi. None of that matters. All that matters is that you are here, Derek is here, and you both want something that I have the opportunity to give you. Just let whatever fate brings your way happen.”

She wanted to say something. She wanted to question his motives, or how he knew of their connection to one another, but she realized that his reasons and the circumstances didn’t matter. He was right. She wanted Derek. She loved him and needed him.

Minutes later Sandi was slipping into a night shirt in her private room. Arriving at Pleasures Club only earlier that afternoon, she hadn’t had the chance to take a look at her surroundings. Sitting at the small vanity, she scanned the room and, for the first time, realized the simplistic beauty of her room.