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“Hello, Cole.” “Good evening, Mr. Crux.” “Did you…I mean. I sent you something. I trust it arrived.” Oh bless, he sounded, well, not nervous exactly. But eager and trying to cover it up. And Cole suddenly felt a whole lot better about the coat. “Yes. Thank you. It’s perfect.” “I’m glad you like it.” “Best thing in my entire wardrobe. I won’t wear anything else ever again.” “Anything else, you say? Now that I’d like to see.” Cole gave this weird bleaty little laugh because she hadn’t been properly prepared for flirting. But she rallied. Made what was probably an ill-advised attempt at sultry. “Come round, then. I’ll give you a private viewing.” “You know I’d love to. But I’m waiting for a call from Tokyo, and I prefer to handle such things from my office.” She sighed. “Soon, then?” “I’ll insist on it.” The growl in his voice sent happy little shivers racing down her spine. But it also made her miss
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Her stockinged feet made no noise on the plush carpets as Cole approached the office. Her nerves were fluttery but holding steady. She felt reasonably impressed with herself as she pushed open Aiden’s door and entered. However, her confidence quickly faltered. Or rather, she fell. She didn’t even know what she tripped over—perhaps her own misplaced optimism—but one moment she was sliding into Aiden’s office, exuding sultriness in her sex coat, and the next she was yelping and ending up in a heap on the ground. “Cole?” If anything romantic had occurred—Aiden’s face lighting up with joy at the sight of her, for example—she was in no position to witness it. His tone sounded surprised rather than horrified, which gave her a glimmer of hope. “Are you all right?” She nodded, rubbing her nose against the carpet. “I meant to do this.” “You did?” “Absolutely. I was just, you know, sitting at home, thinking about you w
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It turned out, that was straightforward. Cole wasn’t sure how successfully she would have been able to hold back if she had tried. He fucked her mercilessly, with a precision and power that left her an incoherent trembling mess on his desk, her whole body rocking with the thrusts she held herself open for. Being fucked that way, and helpless to do anything but take it and feel it, was insanely intense. Her hands were slippery, her legs ached, and her arse stung a little bit from his thrusts, but somehow, that just made everything even better. Best of all, though, she got to watch. She got to see him pushing into her, framed by the V of her legs, the tender skin of her thighs looking paler than usual in contrast to the dark nylon of the stockings. She got to watch her cock bouncing between them, hard and flushed and shiny with precome, her balls drawn up tight beneath. And she got to watch him. Gorgeously unraveled with his tie askew and his hair mussed
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“Write what?” “Anything you like. How about Aiden + Aiden 4 Eva in a big heart?” That earned her an exasperated look. She prodded him with her foot. “Please? It doesn’t even have to be romantic.” “I’m not literary like you.” “You mean you’ve never stumbled across some words arranged into an order you quite liked? Ever?” “It’s not that.” He picked the pen back up and absently fiddled with it, twisting its lid round and round between his fingers. “I’m afraid I find it rather exposing.” “Aiden, I came to your office practically naked.” “Yes, but you chose to do that.” Oh fuck. He had a point. She was being super pushy—and one person’s risky titillation was another person’s excruciating nightmare. “I’m sorry. Ignore me. You don’t have to.” He leaned down—smooshing their too-hot bodies together in a way that was only okay because they’d just had the best sex ever—and kissed her. “No, I
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She wondered if Aiden was a vampire, and if this was the place where he kept his blood-doll. Or perhaps he was just an ordinary kidnapper. Maybe he was a masked vigilante, and this room housed his cape. Or he could be one of those conspiracy theorist types, with maps and newspaper clippings plastered on the walls, connected by bits of string. Alternatively, it could simply be a room he happened to have, albeit one that was inaccessible. Cole realized that she might be overreacting. Aiden didn’t owe her access to his past, his heart, or his living space. She wasn’t like Judith, who believed in love as the solution to every problem and the key to every lock, running around Duke Bluebeard’s castle. Well, except for the fact that she was currently ransacking Aiden’s apartment, searching for a key to a metaphorical door. Despite her efforts, she was unsuccessful. Even trying to force her way in like they do in cop shows only resulted in a painful shoulder. So
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Cole awoke a few hours later to find herself alone in the bed. She knew Aiden’s habits well enough to expect it, but it still surprised and hurt her. She tried to convince herself that it didn’t mean anything, that it didn’t diminish what they had shared or her presence there. But deep down, she couldn’t deny that it did mean something. It meant she was spending the night alone, and the thoughts of that photo resurfaced in her mind. The Image of Aiden and his ex-girlfriend Natasha, at some fancy event played vividly in her thoughts. It was a photo she had seen in Milieu before she had run away to Scotland. It was taken long after Aiden and Natasha had broken up, but it still affected her. The way they looked together, so perfect and meant for each other, contrasted with Aiden’s reluctance to let her touch him. Covering herself with the sheet, Cole decided to go and find Aiden. She discovered him in the living room, wrapped in a dressing gown, gazing at the breaking
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The sight before her was nothing short of astonishing. It was a fully equipped, exquisitely furnished bondage dungeon—a realm of luxurious indulgence and tantalizing secrets. From the elaborate four-poster bed to the array of hanging implements on the walls, the room exuded an opulent aura. Leather and dark wood dominated the space, with occasional touches of burgundy and gold providing a striking contrast. Cole’s eyes scanned the assortment of cuffs, crops, spreaders, floggers, and other unfamiliar instruments, each one emanating a subtle gleam in the subdued lighting. The furniture itself, she realized, was best left unexamined, as it threatened to send her cheeks blazing with embarrassment. It was a realm of immobilization and exposure, an exploration of desires she had only imagined. And she was more than willing to embrace it all. “Oh my God,” Cole exclaimed, her gaze darting back to Aiden. “I had a feeling about your preferences, but this is in
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She gathered her garment, and what precious little of her dignity remained, and pushed past Aiden. There was no game plan here. All she wanted was to get away. From him and the room where RACK went to die. Probably there would be crying at some point. But she didn’t actually get very far. Aiden caught up to her in the bedroom. “Where are you going?” he asked. It was a good question. “I guess I’m leaving?” “Now? It’s five a.m. You’re in a sheet.” She gave him a wild, senseless grin. “One of these is fixable.” “Cole.” “What?” “I think, perhaps, we have both spoken too hastily tonight. Implied things we did not mean.” “Is that… what the fuck is that? Are you trying to say sorry?” He raised a fretful hand, then let it fall. “I don’t know what I’m trying to say. I can’t… think in that place. I’m not… I don’t feel…” That was when she saw he was sweating. And not in a sexy glowing way. More just drench
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