Page 28 of The Secret Stalker


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“What’s happening on Saturday? I didn’t see you had a job booked for then.”

“I don’t Zee, I’m meeting the two clients from this week. Maybe they’ll tell me what’s going on. You won’t tell anyone will you?”

“I won’t tell, as long as you’re sure?”

“I’m sure. I just need to get to the bottom of everything that’s happened this week. It’s been amazing. But I’m not sure I’m built for all this mystery and secrecy if it continues. I need to know what is going on.”

“Well, when you find out, you’ll have totell me,” suggests Zee and I’m pleased he’s onboard with this instead of lecturing me on the rules of the Clarendon. Maybe he has a vested interest now too. When I arrive home, I wave to Zee and get the lift to my floor and let myself into my apartment.What a job,I think to myself as I go about making myself some dinner. When I’ve eaten, I sleepily make my way into my bedroom, excited to see Mack.

EIGHTEEN

Sophie

“Hi Master,” I purr, pleased to see him already online and waiting for me, looking like he was moulded by the hands of god. I may never get used to the way that seeing his body lights up every cell in my body. An easy smile moves across his face as his eyes roam my naked body. I know what he’s doing, he’s looking for any sign of Flynn.

“Baby, how was your job today?” he asks thickly, his throat contracting with desire.

“I would say I was sad it wasn’t you because I was, but I had a really good time with Flynn so maybe I need to thank you for that?”

“How good a time?”

“You want to know the details?”

“All of them,” he croaks out.

“Well,” I say, taking my time because I am beginning to understand this is his kink. “Flynn stripped every item of clothing off my body before he began to wrapthe ropes around my breasts, chest and torso,” I say as I see him sit back in his chair, eyes glued to mine as I continue. “He wove the rope down my legs, and with every knot he ran his tongue through my pussy. He tortured me until both my legs were bound. Once my hands were tied behind my head, he got down on his knees and feasted on me until I nearly blacked out from my climax. Then he unwrapped the rope around me like tinsel on a Christmas tree and led me into his bedroom to massage out the rope impressions. Did you want to know how he fucked me?” I ask, being a brat.

“Yes,” he answers quickly which gives me a thrill to know he’s enjoying the details.

“From where he was massaging me on my back he rolled me over so I was on top of him so I could get myself off on his giant pierced cock. I took my time teasing us both by rubbing his piercing on my g-spot before sliding down all the way and fucking him. You should have been there, Master. It was magical being able to move my hands and my body across his and not be tied up like I usually am. And he laid his lips on mine for the first time. And bathed me like a true gentleman before I had to leave.”

“Did you like kissing him?”

“You know I did,” I say.

“Why do you always take his jobs?”

That question gives me pause for thought and I mull it over in my mind because how does he know that? I answer, “I like the way he makes me feel safe and secure no matter how bound I am. I like the way his hands make me lose track of time and clear my mind entirely. The experience is meditative and that man is alluring, he always leaves me wanting more. More of him, more of his hands and the way he touches me so gently, so reverently, and more of the person underneath the kink which he only shows me glimpses of. When we are together, I feel theintensity of our connection, I just never knew it was reciprocated. Why did you send me to him and Rory?”

“Because they want you the same way as I do, Sophie. We all want you.”

“Is that a new thing or…?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“It’s not. It’s only now we have decided to do something about it. Risk it all to claim you.”

“And you, are you going to tell me your real name and claim me too?”

“Soon, Baby.”

“I agreed to go to dinner with Flynn and Rory on Saturday. Will you be there?” I ask, hopeful.

“I want to, but they need to show you how good it’s going to be before I join the mix.”

“Why?” I can’t keep my disappointment out of my voice.

“I just need to make certain that what we are going to propose is something you could consider first.”

“You want us all to be together?” I guess.