Release Me

Part 2

Weary from the day, I moved across the room and opened the front door. Kade inclined his head toward me, the hint of a smile playing across the edge of his lips.

"Mistress," he whispered.

The word sent a shiver through me. He was a few years older, but war scarred him in ways that weren't visible to the naked eye, and some that were worn across his body. He wouldn't talk about it, but we were kindred spirits in the way we exercised our demons, though I was learning to bury them more often than facing them.

"Come."

He stepped into the apartment, then moved to the kitchen and poured me a glass of wine. The common ritual brought a sense of peace and normalcy into my odd world. Handing me the glass on the flat of his hand, he went about unfolding the massage table in the second bedroom of the apartment we used as an office and storage. Soft music floated across the room as I leaned against the doorway, sipping on the wine as he worked.

"If it pleases you, Mistress, please strip and allow me to take away the tensions of the day," he said as he pulled back the cover sheet. "I'll give you a few minutes to get comfortable."

I grabbed the front of his shirt as he passed, forcing him to pause and look down at me.

"You're too good to me, boy."

"That's not possible," he said and smiled, moving past when I released him.

I released the belt of my robe, and shimmied out of my underwear, then settled into place on the massage table. A soft knock warned me a couple of seconds before Kade walked back in. A soft scene permeated the room, and I relaxed in anticipation.

"Are there any areas which are bothering you today, Ma'am?"

"My whole body hurts," I mumbled into the headrest.

"So noted."

His firmed hands picked up my right foot and worked the muscled through the ball and I groaned with relief that bordered both in pain and pleasure. Time slipped away as he worked across my body, leaving a relaxed soreness in his wake. His fingers lingered over my mark as he traced the outline and I tensed.

"Why did you leave him?"

I swallowed hard and forced an exhale through my teeth. Kade was the only one who had any inkling of what drove me to DC six months ago, but when he asked about the specifics, I always evade his questions.

"It's complicated."

"So you've said, but you always seemed... better with him."

"There's a time for everything, and my time with them was at an end."

"You don't just walk away from something like that." His fingers lingered over the mark and I swore there was a longing in his voice.

"Funny coming from a man who did that exact thing. He offered a contract to you too, but you refused it."

"You didn't, yet here we both are." His fingers brushed over the mark one last time and I shivered as his thumbs pressed deep into the muscles of my shoulder blades. "You're tense. Perhaps you should seek someone who can give you a way to release whatever created it."

"My clients create it. Standing in five-inch heels creates it. My job is demanding. This is your only warning. This line of discussion is over."

Kade let out a hard exhales.

"Yes, Mistress. Please turn over."

I did as he bid. The rising tension once again settled as he worked over the rest of my body in silence until I drifted on the edge of sleep.

The soft caress of his fingers rubbed circles in a silent question along my inner thigh and a moaned hummed across my lips, pulling my attention back to him.

"Make me feel good," I commanded softly and his fingers pushed up the sheet, as he teased my clit then moved back down I lifted my hips, but his other hand pushed me back down to the table, then ran his palm along my thigh, as his thumb grazed the inside. I struggled not to demand he give me what I wanted in a fast and furious motion. Part of me warred against the pleasure. I wanted to resist, to know he would do whatever it took to push through my barriers until I settled, but that wasn't how our relationship worked.

When I shifted, he pushed his fingers to the edge of my entrance and held me captive with the most delicious pleasure.

"Please," the word slipped out.

"Delayed gratification is more delicious, Ma'am." His calm voice taunted me and anchored me at the same time. He continued to run a thumb up and down each wet lip until it almost ruined his hard work. My body tensed under him, but he refused to change the pace.

The hard command played on the edge of my tongue, but we had an agreement, and I wouldn't be the one to break it. So, I suffered in the most delicious way.

"Place your hands on the head rest, Ma'am. You don't want me to start over because you made me fail in a task, would you?" His lips sucked on my hard nipple through the sheet, his teeth biting hard enough to cause a sting but not actual pain. I grabbed the headrest in response, and he smiled down at me.

"Kade." His name was a moan.

"I've got you, Mistress. You're safe with me, no matter what. Trust me."

He slipped two fingers inside as his thumb rubbed my clit. My breath hitched, and I arched my back, begging for more. His fingers thrust into me. Relief flooded through me at the additional friction. I breathed in heavy pants. Spirals of pleasure sent me higher. His fingers moved to match my growing need, but he refused to give me the one thing I needed to light the line that allowed me to explode in ecstasy.

"Please," I begged.

"You'll have to teach me how he conditioned you this well," Kade teased without missing a stroke. His thumb pressed harder against my clit and I teetered on the edge of ecstasy for what seemed like hours, even if it were only a handful of minutes. There was no way for me to know as I swam in a haze of pleasure.

"Come for me, beautiful," he whispered in my ear. The trigger words sent a shutter through me. The violent orgasm rushed like a wave, drowning out the world. I panted for breath, but didn't want it to end. Still, he pumped his fingers. "Come again for me, beautiful."

My breath caught at the unexpected command, but my body didn't need me to think. It knew the perfect response. This time it was softer, as the exquisite pleasure pushed me into the next shutter. When his fingers slowed, I moaned in disappointment and relief as a calmness settled over me.

Kade pulled his fingers from my body and smiled down at me as my eyes fluttered. A warm cloth rubbed against my pussy and I pulled my legs closed. With the slightest pressure, he forced them to open, as he whispered words I couldn't comprehend. When he was done, he pulled the sheet back into place and grasped my wrists to release the death grip on the headrest. My heart pounded, and I worked to bring my brain back online.

He tucked an arm under my knees and shoulders, lifting me from the table as if I were weightless. Then he settled into the large chair across the room and pulled me into his firm chest.

"I've got you," he whispered against my temple as I faded in and out of the edge of sleep.