The Last Good Knight Part II: Sore Spots (The Original Sinners) (4 page)

“Absurd or not, that’s how the courts ruled. And until I can afford a killer attorney, that’s how it will be. Unless you have a better idea?”

Nora couldn’t answer. The only ideas she had involved beating the shit out of Lance’s ex-wife and the attorney who dragged Lance’s private fantasies into the courtroom.

“It’s not right,” Nora said. “It’s not fair.”

“It is what it is.” Lance raised his hands. “I haven’t given up. I’m just regrouping before the next fight.”

They finished their coffee and returned to her car.

“So who’s up next?” Lance asked.

“He’s the CFO of some big computer company. Pineapple, Crabapple, something fruity. I can’t remember the name.”

“He’s kinky?”

“No, he’s not actually. Not really. He’s a chronic pain sufferer.”

“And he sees a Dominatrix? That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Submitting to pain causes the body to release endorphins and other natural pain-fighting hormones. I see several guys who medicinal floggings.”

Lance waited outside the door as Nora gave the billionaire businessman the holistic flogging of his dreams. She poured her anger and frustration at the injustice of Lance’s situation out onto her client. She left the client a thousand dollars poorer but that did nothing to help Nora’s mood.

Lance escorted her to the car and they headed back to Connecticut. Usually she spent her weekends playing at Kingsley’s townhouse. The most interesting kinksters of the city passed through his house on a regular basis. They’d drink, they’d talk, they’d play. One time Kingsley and Søren had even gotten into something of a Dominants’ duel as they put their flogging and whipping skills to the test. A little alcohol plus a lot of male ego plus far too many beautiful women watching and applauding had made for one hell of an entertaining evening. But she knew the atmosphere at Kingsley’s would be subdued while everyone waited for news about Mistress Natasha and the man who had attacked her. So much injustice in the world, so much suffering. On days like this Nora almost wished she could have been one of those vanilla types she usually so disdained. A nice husband, a house in the country, maybe some cats and dogs. She could write and go for long walks, maybe do volunteer work. She knew she’d be bored out of her mind after a week with a life like that. But every now and then she did see the appeal of a life lived outside the Underground.

They reached her house and Lance escorted her all the way to the door.

“You want to come in?” she asked. “I won’t jump you. I promise we can just eat dinner and talk.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I can’t remember the last time I wanted someone as much as I want you. We both might forget to behave ourselves.”

Nora leaned back against her front door.

“There are other jobs, you know, even if you lose this one,” she said.

“This one pays better than anything I could get right now that isn’t a desk job.”

“Money troubles?”

“No. I’m just saving up to buy a really good lawyer and go another round with my ex-wife.”

“I’d like to go a round with her. I have a vicious right cross I’d like her to meet.”

“No violence against women,” he said, wagging his finger at her. “Not even ex-wives. But I would pay good money to see you walk up to her and tell her we had sex.”

“Oh, I’d tell her. I’d tell her how good in bed you are and how she doesn’t even know what she’s missing. And that she can have fun being frigid while I’m riding her ex-husband’s amazing cock every night of my life...”

“Got a tape recorder on you? I’d like you to say that again. Just for me, though. And maybe my voice mail message.”

Nora reached out and grabbed Lance by his jacket lapels.

“Please...” she said, pulling him a couple inches closer. “Stay with me tonight. King won’t know.”

“But
I’ll
know. I made him a promise I would protect you without letting anything get in the way of that. And anyway, once they catch that bastard, I won’t be on guard duty anymore. We can pick up where we left off.”

“Promise?” She raised her hand to his handsome face, stroked the stubble on his chin.

“On my honor as a seaman,” he said, kissing the back of her hand.

She tore herself away from him and went inside her house. She didn’t make it much farther than the front door, however. Once she’d closed it behind her, she waited. It took almost two whole minutes before she heard Lance’s boots heading down her front porch steps. Nice to know he was as reluctant to leave her as she was reluctant to let him go.

Finally she heard the engine starting and Lance driving away. With a heavy heart Nora looked around her house and found its emptiness almost unbearable. No, not almost. Entirely unbearable. She needed something, someone, safety and comfort, and distraction. She needed an amazing distraction. She ran up to her bedroom and changed from her fetish-wear into more normal clothes—a plain black skirt, black sweater, stockings and low-heeled black boots. She threw on her coat and headed out again, knowing her destination before even admitting it to herself.

Forty minutes later she arrived, parking her car where no one would see it and its telltale SAY OUCH vanity plate.

She prayed he would be home and her prayer was answered. She knocked and he opened the door, greeting her with only a raised eyebrow and not a word.

She didn’t bother with a greeting, either. She merely stepped past him and walked into his house like she owned the place.

If she couldn’t have Lance, she’d have the one and only man who she wanted more than him tonight.

Søren.

* * * * *

“I worship at the altar of Tiffany Reisz! Whip smart, sexy as hell—The Original Sinners series knocked me to my knees.”
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Catch all the provocative tales in
The Last Good Knight
serial:

The Last Good Knight Part I: Scars and Stripes
The Last Good Knight Part II: Sore Spots
The Last Good Knight Part III: The Games Destiny Plays
The Last Good Knight Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
The Last Good Knight Part V: The Last Good Night

Also, don’t miss
The Saint
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The Siren
The Angel
The Prince
The Mistress Files
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The Mistress
The Saint
(July 2014)
The King
(December 2014)

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ISBN-13: 9781459256255

THE LAST GOOD KNIGHT PART II: SORE SPOTS

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