Deceit

By Lainie Suzanne

Book # 3 in The Nexus Series

Gina's been drawn to the dark and mysterious Leo, since the moment he first returned to Nexus.

Leo put up a good fight, but Gina's natural submissiveness taunts his sadistic nature.

Can Gina endure Leo's demanding ways or will her past destroy her and those closest to her, including newlyweds, Katherine and Isaac?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lainie Suzanne
• Release date: Jun 10, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310101816

Lainie Suzanne

Lainie Suzanne is from Atlanta, Georgia and makes her home in North Carolina. She’s married to her best friend and the love of her life. The mother of four, all flown from the nest, she and her husband share their home with their German Shepherd. She loves sports, listening to music, dancing, spending time with family, and of course...reading

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Deceit

By: Lainie Suzanne

Acknowledgements

To my Husband ~ Thank you for taking this journey with me.

I love you!!!

To my family ~ I hope I make you proud.

To the Nexus Naughties ~ Thank you for all your support.

You are pimping Goddesses!!!

I couldn’t do this with out you.

To you the Readers ~ I can’t express how much it means to me that you choose my books to read. I love hearing from you and how my stories and characters touch your lives.

Thank you!!!

Copyright 2015 Lainie Suzanne

Published by Lainie Suzanne at Smashwords

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CHAPTER 1

Warm, moist breath trails across my shoulder and along my neck, leaving a path of kisses in its wake. A shiver briefly paralyzing my body.

Strong arms encircle my waist and I relax back into him. His scent is intoxicating. His hands begin to roam. One finding my left breast, the other maneuvers under my skirt, palming between my legs.

Have you been a good girl? His fingertip skimming over my panties, tracing the line dividing my mound.

I forcefully swallow to clear the pooling secretions in my throat; my momentary lack of breathing preventing me from speaking.

Y- yes.

Yes??? Yes what? His voice rumbles in my ear.

Y-yes Sir.

That's better. Obviously I've been gone too long. You've become lax in your training.

Too long, Sir, I reply, rolling my hips toward his palm. He removes his hand from my mound, then quickly brings it back with a stinging smack. Ouch ...

Apparently so. You seem to have forgotten who's in control, so let me be clear. I'm in control here. Not you, he declares, landing another stinging smack between my legs.

Wetness begins to seep between my folds. I want him, his cock, so bad I can't stand it much longer.

Who's touched this pussy while I was away? He groans in my ear, nipping it with his teeth.

No one, Sir.

No one? He questioningly repeats, his finger slipping between the swelling lips of my sex. I've been gone a long time.

Yes ... over three months, Sir.

You were free to play. You had no commitment to me.

I know, but I don't want anyone touching me but you.

Your implicit commitment pleases me. You were a very good girl and good things come to those who wait, he whispers in my ear, as his finger delves into my sex.

My knees nearly buckle under the sensation. It’s been over three months since I’ve had an orgasm. The last was at the hand of this man; the night before he left. I know three months is not really a long time, but when you’re surrounded with the sight, sounds, and scent of sex every night, it’s almost unbearable. I want more. I want his cock…deep inside me.

My hips instinctively move toward his hand, craving his touch, craving the friction. He thrusts a second finger deep inside, while pinching and elongating my nipple. I grind more forcefully into his palm, massaging my clit on his hand. Oh my god…I’m gonna come. I clench my fist and…

What … better yet who, are you thinking about, Gina?

The teasing, feminine voice draws me from my delicious thoughts. A prickling feeling begins in the tips of my fingers on my right hand and a burning on my wrist. Looking down, I see a vicious indention across the top of my wrist. Clarity emerging… Jee-zus, I just masturbated… at work…in public.

Oh-uh…hey Kathy. I’m sorry…did you say something? I must’ve been deep in thought.

Clearly, Katherine chuckles. Her laughter prompts my giggling to erupt.

"Oh god, Kathy. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. Well, I do know what I was thinking about…just not that I’d be jillin’ out here in the lobby."

Jillin’, huh? That’s a new one for me. It does sound better than ‘beatin’ the beaver’ or ‘buffing the muff’ or clit flicking, Katherine says, rolling her eyes.

Clit flicking??? Who says that??? My giggling igniting a full blown laughing fit between us.

"You didn’t answer my question, but I think I have a good idea who you were grinding one off to," Katherine snickers.

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Sure you don’t, Katherine raises her eyebrow like Scarlett O’Hara and I burst out laughing and our hysterical fit resumes.

I’m gasping for air trying to calm down and turn my giggle box off. Seriously though… he’s sexy as hell, but he scares the shit out of me.

And who would that be? The gruff voice asks behind me, dousing my laughter like a bucket of ice water. Who scares the shit out of you?

My heart begins racing, sending faint tremors through my body. Hell fire…why didn’t Kathy warn me? How long has he been standing there? Hell, she probably didn’t see him either, she was laughing so hard. What all did he hear? When did he get back?

I take a quick step toward Katherine before turning around toward him.

Oh… h-hello, Sir, I stammer. W-when did you get back in town?

Just now. I came straight to the club.

Master Leo…Welcome home, Katherine greets him, leaning in with a hug. Can I get you something to eat or drink?

I’m good, Kathy. Thanks, he replies, before turning to me. So, are you going to answer my question, sub?

I swallow what saliva I have left in my mouth, as it’s quickly drying up.

Oh… nobody Sir. I meant, um…I meant spiders. Spiders scare me, Sir.

He completely closes the distance between us with one step; towering over me. His buzzed hair makes it difficult to distinguish his hair color, other than being dark, but it gives him a very authoritative look. He could wear a bow in his hair and he would still intimidate me. His slate-colored eyes lock on mine, with a clear view of my soul. He strokes down my cheek with his calloused hand, then takes my chin between his thumb and forefinger.

Are you lying to me, sub? His voice an eerie whisper.

N-n-no Sir.

His fingers shift on my chin, now gripping it on each side; increasing the pressure. I don’t like to be lied to, his voice lowering an octave.

My mouth is parched and my body is trembling. I try to speak, but my lips feel as though they are going to split. I quickly run my tongue over them to soften. His fingers tighten on my chin…

You Sir, I whisper. You scare the shit out of me.

He holds my gaze momentarily before leaning down.

Good … He breathes across my lips and walks away.

After standing there motionless for a bit, I gather my wits about me and notice Katherine leaning on the counter trying to appear inconspicuous.

What was that all about? I mumble.

Katherine shakes her head at me as if I’m as dumb as a box of rocks. Which at this point, I agree with her.

Oh sweetie, you just broke the Cardinal rule of a D/s relationship; any relationship for that matter. You weren’t honest with him. Without honesty, all relationships fail. But regarding relationships in the BDSM lifestyle, honesty is critical, even with everyday minutiae. Knowing your ass may be blistered with your confession, the truth must be told. You know this, Gina.

I know. You’re right. I just can’t think straight when he’s around and… he does scare the shit out of me. Those eyes… A shiver creeps down my spine.

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I really don’t know where I stand with Leo anyway. There was a connection, an undercurrent, between us from the first time I laid eyes on him. But that was it…at least until the wedding. Then he became all Tarzan-ish; tossing me over his shoulder, carrying me to the dance floor, where he didn’t allow anyone to cut in. Unfortunately, it didn’t lead to anything else. A little kissing and petting…no cock.

We played several times after the wedding; in between his trips out of town for work. However…no sex. Well…I had multiple explosive orgasms; from his hands, toys, and his tongue. But no cock!

Then, as it is with my luck, Leo had to go out of town again for work. Only this time he’s been gone over three months. Before it was only a week at a time. I was actually kinda pissed at Isaac at first. I thought he was sending him out of town to keep him away from me. Or maybe Leo asked Isaac to send him out of town to have an excuse to get away from me. My mind’s been running 90mph from one extreme to the other. Though the last time we played, things seemed okay.

Leo is a man of few words; at least he is when he’s around me, but he made it clear that we didn’t have a commitment or arrangement prior to him leaving. I was free to play while he was away. I was free to play, but I didn’t. I didn’t want to play with anyone else. I didn’t want someone else’s hands on me. His hands had been on me, no others would do. I know it sounds crazy, but I wanted to be faithful. Faithful to a relationship I didn’t have. Now he’s back, though I’m not sure for how long.

Katherine comes to relieve me for a break. I head over to the bar to get a bottle of water. I chat with Zeke and Ali for a bit. Deciding to take a stroll through the club before heading back to the lobby, I turn to walk away and spot Leo sitting at the table in the corner. He’s glaring at me through hooded eyes. I pause and consider going over to apologize for my reluctance to be honest with him, but decide it’s probably not a good idea. Like a scolded puppy, I tuck my tail between my legs and