15 Chapter 15

Addison snapped the lid to the laptop shut, but the electronic voice still echoed in her head. She didn't know how long she stood in her kitchen with one hand covering her mouth while the other clutched the two halves of her robe together at the neck. Her sightless eyes stared into the shadows of her apartment where she rarely turned on a light.

She didn't hear the deadbolt slide back, nor did she hear the door open, but all at once she felt warmth at her back and the subtle yet familiar scent of soap and hard male. She shivered in response, both fear and arousal coursing through her veins. Not for the first time, she wished she could see in the presence of such a predatory man. She turned around to face him and turned her eyes up at him boldly, knowing he liked it when she did that.

"As a security expert, you should know breaking and entering is against the law," she said softly, hoping her voice came out sounding stronger than it did in her head.

He reached out and took hold of her jaw, flexing his fingers against her tender skin. He dragged her forward until she was standing in his space. She had no idea how tall he was but sensed he was closer to 6' than her 5'5". He slapped the hand that was clutching the lapels of the bathrobe. She let go with a gasp, dropping her hand to her side, and let the material gape at her breasts.

"Good girl," he growled.

She frowned and shivered. Her pussy creamed with moisture in reaction to the slap and deep growl of his praise. What was wrong with her? It had been an automatic response to drop her hand when he smacked her. She didn't have to like it, for the love of god! She really needed to get control of herself. The last thing Addison wanted right now was to respond so readily to this sociopathic, stalkery, threatening, non-musical jerk.

"What were you upset about when I came in?" he asked quietly.

She shrugged. "It's nothing, just work stuff." Feeling too vulnerable, Addison reached to cover her chest and neck where the robe gaped open. He slapped her hand again.

She gasped. "Stop doing that!"

"You like it," he said.

"I do not!" she snapped angrily.

He reached out, nudged the robe open and flicked her bare nipple. Addison gasped again and would have jumped back, but he caught her arm in a steely grip. She felt a flush cover her pale skin from neck to nipples, which were pebbled and begging for attention. He snatched her close, his hand sliding from her arm up to her hair and gripping hard. He used the grip on her hair to press her hips against his.

"You do like it," he growled, his mouth inches from hers, his warm breath rushing over her lips. "Can feel your heat. I would bet every last dollar that your cunt is dripping for me. Don't lie to me."

Addison whimpered and brought her hands up, but wasn't sure where to put them. Daniel was so overwhelming, so dominating. From one moment to the next Addison wasn't even sure what was happening to her. Did she want to pull him closer or push him away?

"Please-"

"Please what?" he demanded. "What do you want?"

She swallowed, moisture flooding her core. She didn't understand it. She was always in control when it came to sex. Yet her attraction to Daniel was undeniable. She wanted him so badly she could barely remain standing. In fact, she was fairly certain she would have collapsed by now if he weren't holding her so tightly.

She let her hands settle very lightly against his biceps and said breathlessly. "Alright. I do want you. But- but I have some rules if I'm going to let you make love to me."

She felt him tense. But she fully intended to stand her ground. She didn't plan on just giving up her body for use to some ex-mercenary who had pretty much proven himself to be a terrifying kidnapper psycho. She planned on setting some ground rules.

When he didn't say anything, she continued. "We do this how and where I say. You stop if I tell you to stop and you don't do anything I don't like if I tell you I don't like it, you understand? Oh, and this is a one-time deal. If I like where it goes, then maybe we can talk about future liaisons."

Addison knew she had made a mistake in speaking to Daniel that way pretty much before the first words had left her mouth, but she was used to setting ground rules with her lovers. She was not used to sleeping with men like Daniel Mercer.

He pulled the loosely knotted belt of her robe using his free hand and with a jerk yanked it off her body. Before she knew what was happening he had the robe off of her body and pooled at her feet and Addison facing away from him.

"Wait!" she said desperately.

With quick, precise movements he bent her against the island and used the belt of her robe to tie her hands behind her back. Addison's heart thundered in her chest and she squeaked in protest. She attempted to struggle, throwing an elbow back so he couldn't tie her wrists together, but Daniel's hard hands seemed to be everywhere at once.

He kicked her legs apart, causing her upper body to press hard into the countertop, making struggle all but impossible unless she wanted to bruise her ribs. He pressed his hips hard against her lower back, immobilizing her. She felt the hardness of his erection pressing into her and the idiot part of brain that responded to him leapt for joy.

"Oh god," she moaned. "Oh! Oh!"

He leaned over her back, his jeans scraping against her vulnerable thighs. One of his hands pressed against the small of her back next to her bound wrists while the other one knotted in her hair and turned her head to the side. He nipped her ear, causing her to jerk against him, then he thrust his tongue in her ear. Addison groaned and pushed her hips against the counter wondering if she could possibly be any wetter. What the heck was wrong with her?!

"Is this how and where you say?" he asked, amusement lacing his voice for the first time since she met him.

"Untie me right fucking now, Daniel!" she demanded.

She felt him shift his hips to the side, but was unable to see what he was doing. She wasn't prepared for the hit when his hand came down heavily on her bare ass. He slapped her hard enough to make the generous flesh of her cheek jump and heat with the sting. Addison yelped in pain.

"Watch your language." His voice no longer held amusement, but tightly leashed control. She felt the vibration of lust in his voice as it passed through his chest. An answering response leapt through her and made her thrust her ass out.

He responded by heating her ass cheeks with several more sharp slaps, alternating between cheeks. She screamed in protest while simultaneously pushing her ass into his palm, silently begging him for more. His grunt of aroused approval rushed through her.

When he finished administering the spanking he spun her around and close to his chiseled body with an arm wrapped tightly around her waist and a hand knotted in her hair. "That your first spanking, baby?" he asked in a thick growl, his faint accent stronger.

Addison refused to answer, staring sightlessly up at him, forgetting to drop her eyes. Her jaw was set in a stubborn line. He shook her and tilted her head back bringing his lips down to caress her jaw, his beard whispering erotically against her soft skin.

"Tell me," he insisted, his voice hard.

Addison sighed and squirmed against him.

Finally, he reached down and touched her where she was dying to feel his blunt calloused fingers. They were as hard as the rest of his body, thrusting mercilessly into her tight, dripping pussy, driving her up onto her toes. Addison cried out in shock, pleasure sizzling through her veins despite the discomfort of his rough entry into her body. She widened her shaking legs to ease some of the fullness. He thrust his fingers in and out of her body causing her to cry out as she leaned helplessly against him, her arms still tied behind her back.

"Daniel!" she yelled.

He caught her as she collapsed against him and dipped his head until his lips were against hers. "You'll learn to answer me, Addison."

"What?" she moaned, her head turned away from him, her body twisting against his as she fought him, unsure if she was fighting for or against the powerful orgasm she seemed to be building toward.

"Has anyone ever spanked you before?"

"Shit!" she yelled, throwing her head back when his finger thrust particularly deep. "Yes, yes, it was my first goddamn spanking!"

Taking his fingers out of her body, Daniel slapped her breasts lightly, first her right, then her left in quick succession. "Watch your language, Addison."

She gasped, jumping against him. She didn't think she could possibly be any more aroused. She was beyond questioning how she could be so explosively wildly ready to come for a man that was dominating her utterly and completely. At the moment, she was ready to do anything if only she could have the orgasm that hovered just beyond her reach. She was becoming terribly afraid he knew exactly what he was doing to her.