16
Russell
As I watchedRyan’s SUV pull away, I had the phone up to my ear and was waiting for my attorney to pick up theline.
“Alright, Russell, I’m sending you via overnight the info that you’ll need,” he said casually into thephone.
“Overnightmail?”
This seemed a little slow to me in the digital age. But then again considering the sensitive information that it probably contained, didn’t need to have an electronic footprint withit.
I stayed home the following day until the FedEx arrived from my attorney. Though it was sent from him, the information came from what my attorney called his close trusted sources. I sat in my den and scoured through the police records and employment info of Chad BradleyHudson.
“How fitting,” I mused, “Named after hisfather.”
I spent hours learning bits of information on the monster that Ryan’s parents created. Otherwise known as Chad. It came as no surprise when I saw his police record, complete with mug shots and info on whom bailed him out all of the times. Mostly, the bail was from his mother. As of lately, it was his girlfriend, MarieSinclair.
I sat back in my chair and looked out the window. All that came to mind was the sinister visual of how Ryan’s mother obtained bail money for Chad; through Ryan. She usedmyRyan to free the monster shecreated.
“Your day of reckoning is on the horizon, Chad Hudson,” I said under mybreath.
* * *
Istoodat the back of my SUV with the hatch opened as I went through my mental list to ensure that I hadeverything.
“Chains, steel carabiners, thermal mat, heavy-duty cuffs, my flogger with the braided falls, plenty of water, wet wipes, lube, towels, a blanket, t-shirt, extra pair of Ryan’s underwear, granola bars, oatmeal raisin cookies, first aidkit.”
That was everything. I closed up the compartment that held all of the items, and when I shut the lid on it, I smiled when the chains clanged.Music to myears.
“Where are we going?” Ryan asked eagerly when hearrived.
“It’s a surprise. You’ll see soon enough.” I took hold of his hair and tugged him closer so I could kiss him. I tugged on his thin white t-shirt, “This is very thin,Ryan.”
I had been slightly concerned at first that this thin t-shirt was in his closet as a shirt to be worn, but then he admitted that it was just an undershirt. I tugged on his belt to make sure that he followed my instructions about theunderwear.
“Let’s have a look,” I requested and took a stepback.
As I watched him undo his belt and jeans with his red-cheeked face, I had to shelve some of my darker urges. Ryan would feed those urges of mine without even knowing it. All he had to do was be himself. There was no gimmick, or act to him. Even though he had seen the inside of hell, he naturally had an innocence about him and was modest. And because of the years he spent inside of hell, I needed to keep my darker urges in check and cautiously let themout.
Ryan’s head tilted down as he unzipped and lowered his jeans to the middle of his thigh, exposing the black jockstrap that I had asked him to wear. I could see those big brown eyes of his as he looked up at me through his eyelashes. His cheeks were now bright red. Ryan looked dangerously sexy, and I had several primal longings that were banging in my cage, begging to be let out.The things I wanted to do with him, and eventually would, but withcaution.
The corner of his mouth quirked up into that grin of his. He was intoxicating as he stood beforeme.
“See, I followed directions,” he reassuredme.
Praisehim.
I walked closer to him and hooked my fingers inside one of the leg straps. I slid my fingers along the strap until it curved under his tight ass cheek and I was standing behind him. I gave his ass a swat, then wrapped an arm across his chest and an arm across his abdomen. I pulled his body against mine and kissed the back of hisneck.
“Perfectly, Ryan.” I gripped and firmly patted his chest. “You followed directions perfectly, myboy.”
I moved back in front of him and told him to pull up his jeans. He smiled as he pulled his pants back up and asked again where we weregoing.
“Let’s go so you can findout.”
After the lengthy drive, once we had turned off onto a road that lead to the mountains and secluded wilderness, he clapped his hands together once, making a loud noise in thecar.
“Are we going on a hike? I lovehiking!”
