Craig got several more toys from the closet, and they played for several more hours. Finally Rachel was so exhausted from the activities, that she no longer responded, and Craig knew she was done for the evening. He had more planned, but it would have to wait for another day, another day very soon, he thought.
Craig wrapped Rachel in a blanket and cradling her in his arms, then carried her to their suite and their bed. It felt good to call it their suite and bed. Although Rachel had been living with him for over a year, their relationship had changed for the better in the last few days.
Placing Rachel in the bed, he went to the living room and made a quick call to Alan, checking on the club. He knew that Dave and Evan were in the club and probably checking also, but he took his responsibilities very seriously and wasn’t going to shirk his duties.
Chapter Eight
Rachel woke the next morning, stiff and sore. But it was a good kind of stiff and sore. She hadn’t realized how much she missed this. Her mind and body craved the domination. She and Craig had only played last night, but her mind felt clearer, and everything seemed so much easier to handle. Giving her body and its responses to him, even for a short time, relaxed her and helped her focus.
Today she needed to figure out how she knew the man from the restaurant last night and how he had gotten her wallet. She knew Craig would go into overprotective mode until the mystery was solved and didn’t want to give up what little control he had let her have back.
She had just started driving herself back and forth to work again and loved the few minutes of peace she got in the car by herself. Until the man was caught, she would have to give that up. She also needed to call Tina and let her know what had happened, both with the man and the note and with Craig. Maybe she needed a few more sessions to help her work everything out. She didn’t like depending on Tina, but talking to someone who was neutral was very helpful.
Still lying in bed, she planned her day and thought of what she needed to do to figure out her problem.
Craig came in before she got up and sat on the side of the bed with a cup of coffee in his hand. “Morning lamb, how are you this beautiful day?” he asked her, handing her the cup.
“Wonderful, Master, a little stiff and sore, but it was great,” she answered, sitting up and scooting back against the pillows and headboard, taking the coffee from him.
“Evan. called and he has some news. He’s coming in later to tell us. I have breakfast waiting. Do you want to eat or shower first?” he asked her.
“I’m gonna need help in the shower, Master. Do you think breakfast can wait?” she asked coyly.
“I can warm everything up when we’re done,” he answered her. He probably shouldn’t let her take the lead, but what the hell, he wanted to shower with her.
“You stay right here and I’ll be right back,” he told her as he took her coffee and kissed her, quick and hard.
In the kitchen, he quickly put things away. When his phone rang, he cursed and looked to see who the caller was. The number belonged to Alan Rainer, so Craig quickly answered the call. “Not a good time, man, can I call you back?”
“You need to hear this, I’ll just take a minute,” Alan replied before he could end the call.
“Make it fast,” Craig replied, wondering what could be so important.
“I just heard from a buddy of mine in the justice system. Some of the men who attacked Rachel and Jenna are loose. The rumor is they are still gunning for the girls, blaming everything on them. Apparently one of the guys, Mike Hawkins, has been spotted in the area and was rumored to have told his cell mate that ‘the bitches were going down.’ I’ve already called Dave and Evan and put them on alert. Evan was going to call Kyle and let him know. I’m sure one of them will be in touch, I just wanted to tell you myself.”
Jenna, Kyle’s sub and wife had been attacked by one of the men in the group of eight the same night Rachel was, but luckily Kyle had gotten to her before the man could hurt her. Unfortunately, she had later been kidnapped by the group. Luck was still with her, and she hadn’t been hurt as bad as Rachel either time. The incident still plagued her.
“Thanks for the heads up, man, we were contacted by the jerk last night,” Craig told him and proceeded to explain what happened. “Let’s all plan on meeting here in my suite later, and we’ll discuss our options and see if we can come up with a plan. I’ll call Evan, Dave, and Kyle and let them know the plan.”
Craig made the necessary calls, and resting against the kitchen counter, he thought about how he was going to tell Rachel and what to tell her.
Chapter Nine
Rachel lay in bed waiting for her Master to come back. “Master.” She liked calling Craig that. She wasn’t sure where this was going, but she knew she was going with it. The pleasure he had given her in the past two days was amazing. Her life was finally on the right track. All thoughts of moving out were gone. All she wanted was to stay and be with Craig.
She could hear him talking on the phone but couldn’t make out the words. Who could he be talking to for all this time? He knew she was waiting on him. It must be importan
t.
Unable to wait any longer, she rose from the bed and walked naked out to the kitchen. She heard him say good-bye to someone as she walked into the room. His back was to her, and she walked quietly up to him and slipped her arms around his waist. Pressing against his back, she hugged him tightly and said, “I missed you. What’s taking so long?”
Removing her arms and turning, he pulled her into his arms, and holding her tightly, said, “I had a call from Alan and needed to talk to Kyle and Evan.”
“What was so important that kept you from all of this?” she teased, rubbing up against him.
Knowing he would regret what he was about to do, he told her, “I’ll tell you all about it later.” Then he picked her up in his arms and carried her back to the bedroom.
Dropping her on the bed, he pulled off the sweatpants he was wearing and climbed over her, placing a leg on either side of her hips.