The Wrangler (The Yacht Club #2)

Chapter 22

Twenty-Two

Alex

When I park the truck in my assigned spot outside the condos, the first rays of sunrise are shining over the treetops. The winding roads were almost as tangled as my thoughts about Sarah Jane. The more I drove the clearer I got on how I could have handled her apology better. I didn’t have to embarrass her in front of everyone. But I can’t change it now. I drag my weary ass up the stairs to my second story home. I’m more brain tired than body tired. Too much thinking. Too much feeling. No where to let it out.

The key turns easily and my front door slide open soundlessly. There’s a light on in the living room that glows into the entry hall. I didn’t leave anything on. Out of habit, I take of my boots and stow my hat and my kit bag in the front closet. As soon as I exit the hallway, my heart lurches and my feet stop.

She’s here. Naked, kneeling in front of my couch. She’s tied a harness around her breasts with the knots perfectly centered over her breastbone. She has laces running the length of her legs, her thighs bulge between the tight symmetrical lines. Her pussy is bare and open to me. “What cha doing, little rabbit?”

“Trying for a better apology. Showing you how much you mean to me. How much I respect you.”

I go to her, kneel down, the tight leather pants Stone demanded I wear squeeze my dick so hard I’m choking. I shift one leg in between hers and take her head in my hands. “I’m sorry I didn’t handle things at the club well. Either time.”

She shakes her head. “I shouldn’t have put you in that situation. Either time. Everything that happened was my fault.”

“No it wasn’t.” Well, the first time kind of was. But she was lied to by a man who had it out for me for years. I kiss her forehead. “We share some blame. Tonight, you shocked me and I got defensive. But the situation with your uncle, I could have kicked him out. They had no right to be there. I could have made you stay and talk to me. But I’m still figuring out how to have a relationship. An adult one. You know what the first lesson is?”

“What?”

“Honest communication.”

She nods. “I’m sorry I lied about who I was.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t honest with you about my past and why I had intimacy issues. Trust issues.”

She frowns. “I reinforced those.”

“You did. But if we’re doing this we’re starting with a clean slate. So is there anything else you need to tell me before I carry you back to my bed and keep you tied up for the next couple days? Because I’ve missed you so much, little rabbit. Best to tell me now.”

“I honestly love you.” Her gaze is so clear and open and filled with the love she professes.

“I love you, too, Sarah Jane.” I press a kiss to her lips. She rises up on her knees to meet me. It’s forgiveness and apology. Promise and devotion. It’s love and seduction and she takes my breath away. I free myself from her possession, holding her cheeks so she can’t hide. “What do you want?”

“You. If you’ll have me. I want to be your little rabbit.”

I shift her so her back is against my chest and I start freeing her legs. “You’ve been practicing.”

“I missed you. I tried to do the best I can, but it’s not the same without you.”

I kiss her neck, missing her long hair but loving the access to her skin. “No it’s not.”

She arches her back and lifts her arms to put her hands behind my head. Despite the distraction of her perfect breasts, I stay focused on freeing her legs, checking her skin and circulation. Once I’m certain she’s fine, I roll her under me. She wraps me in her limbs. I suckle each perfect breast before I say, “Tell me what you need.”

“I need to know why you’re still wearing pants when you’ve had access to my naked pussy since you came home. And why leather? I thought you liked your jeans.”

I glance down reminded that wearing these things makes me feel like a sausage in a casing. “I love my jeans. Tyler and Stone ganged up on me. Said I had to look the part for the big event.”

“I could help free you.”

“God, yes. And you can help me burn them later.”

She laughs and it’s the prettiest sound I’ve ever heard. I manage to get myself upright and I lift her by the knotted section of her chest harness. She gasps and her eyes go heavy.

“I ordered the sexiest bed I could find for this place. Wasn’t sure I’d get the chance but I can use it to make you fly.”

“Can’t wait.”

Unable to resist my caveman urges, I flip her over my shoulder and land a smack to her peach of an ass. Her squeal and kicking legs has me appreciating Tyler’s kink a little more. “You know what happens to naughty rabbits who run away?”

“They get tied up and fucked?”

I pop the snap on my pants and lower the zipper to give my cock some room. “Yeah, they get tied up and fucked hard. For days.”

She laughs and I drop her on my new mattress purchased just for this bed. The entire metal design is a point of attachment. She’s gonna look so good bound there for the rest of the weekend. I drag the leather down my hips. “Hope you don’t have any place else to be.”

She shakes her head.

“Words.”

“No place at all. I’m right where I need to be. Right were I want to be.”

I wrestle the pants free of my legs and slap them to the bottom of my closet while I grab two new ropes hanging there. When I turn around, Sarah Jane is spread eagle, that wet sexy pussy calling to me.

“Safe words.”

“Yellow and red.”

I make use of her perfectly tied harness and secure each leg so it’s bent and open, leaving her full exposed. “I’m gonna eat this pussy until you beg me to stop. And then I’m going to fuck you until the sun rises again.”

“Yes, Alex.”

I shift her around on the bed, making room for me to keep my promise. A long lap at her sweet entrance and I’m gone like I’ve taken the best drug. She’s right where I want her to be and so am I. With my face buried in pussy, she squeals and begs. I screw two fingers deep in her channel and suck her clit like she’s between me and the last sip of my milkshake. She explodes and tries to roll away. I secure her with my arm across her belly and go in for the next one. Two more and she’s soft and pliable. “Ready to fly, little rabbit?”

“I thought I already did.”

“Not yet, but you will.”

I take my time preparing the suspension, making sure she’ll hang at the perfect height from the side frame. I’ll be able to stand and move her exactly as I want. She watches my every move intently. The anticipation builds between us. Her tongue flicks across her lips as I connect her harness to my lead. “Trust me?”

“Always. With everything,” She says the words I needed to hear more than I’m sorry. After all the shit that passed between us, I realize, I trust her too. To be honest like she was on that stage, to make things right like she did with the lawyer and her cousin, to be the little rabbit I’ve always dreamed of having in my life.

“Deep breath.”

She sucks in air and as she releases, I lift her, suspend her from the bed to the perfect height for me to fuck her. She floats there, in my ropes, open. Wet. Willing. Wrangled. I slowly walk around the bed, centered in the huge bedroom. She’s beautiful from every angle and she’s mine. I stop long enough to roll on a condom and then I’m back where I belong with my dick teasing her entrance.

“Please, Alex. Fuck me.”

I swing her forward down my length. Deeply seated, and unable or unwilling to move because that would mean leaving the only place that feels more like home than home. I fall into her gaze. She’s got me at tightly bound as I have her.

Her pussy clamps down and she says, “Yes.”

Not sure what my soul asked her, but I have a suspicion. Someday soon I’ll ask her for real. I swing her back a tiny bit and then right back into place. For now I ask, “Go home with me for Christmas?”

“You sure.”

I swing her back down my length and forward, somehow even deeper. I barely keep my eyes from rolling back in my head, she feels so good. “Never been more sure in my life.”

“Then yes.”

I shift her by the shoulders, and kiss her until we’re both breathless. She’s boneless in my ropes as I take her hard, make her scream, and explode into her. By the time I release her from her ropes and mine, I’m hard again.

I try to keep my word to fuck her into the next sunrise, but I give out after the second round of sweet vanilla love making.

I make good on my promise to fuck her for days.

And to love her for all the days.