Unchecked (New York Unraveled #2)

Chapter Ten.

EVAN.

After a lot of paperwork, hassles and, admittedly, taunts from my coworkers and seniors, I was able to get Rayne out. She had started with a little information that we could build upon. I assured my seniors that she was the key to the puzzle. I just needed time to help her unlock. I made them believe I hated her and was just using her to get to know more. Those were probably the toughest words I had ever uttered, and even then I could taste bile in my throat at having spoken such a blasphemous lie. I loved her. I loved her more than anything. And if lying through my teeth would get her safely to my bed, I would do that unflinchingly.
I fed her and put her to bed. She remained blank. It was as if this last trip to jail had affected her more deeply than any other had. There was something going on in her mind and I intended to find out what soon. But for that night, I was content to hold her in my arms through the night and fall asleep with her head on my chest.
When she woke the next morning, she was still blank. She displayed no emotions whatsoever but the war in her head was clear in her eyes.
"Evan?" she asked hesitantly, her wide eyes staring up into mine.
I wrapped the blanket around her shoulders more snugly. "Yes?"
"Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Oh, no. You won't be thanking me once I've doled out your punishment," I said strictly.
The corners of her lips twitched. "And what would that be?"
I slowly let an evil smile cover my face. Before she could do more than raise her eyebrows, I lifted her easily off the bed and threw her on my shoulder. She squealed a little and I swatted her ass to shut her up. I pushed open the curtains to the shower and slowly lowered her till her face was level with mine. "Wrap your legs around my waist," I ordered.
"Sex is your oh-so-great punishment? I'm positively frightened," she joked.
"You will be. Do as you're told," I demanded. "You do not get to question the jury."
She giggled but complied nonetheless. Her mostly bare legs, covered only by the briefs I had loaned to her the night before, were exactly where I wanted them.
While coming in, I had picked up the handcuffs from the nightstand and I intended to use them very creatively on her.
"You have to maintain your balance on me, okay?" I took one of her arms when she nodded and cuffed it to the rod of the shower curtain above her.
"Evan," she said as she started to realize what I was going to do.
"No complaining. It's called a punishment for a reason," I said firmly as I took the other hand and cuffed it to too.
She held onto the rod with dear life, her legs tightening around my waist. It was actually her height that had proved to be such a convenience in this scenario. She was short enough that her legs wouldn't touch the ground and hanging on a rod isn't on everybody's bucket list.
"Wh- What are you doing?" she stammered as I untangled her legs from around me. "Evan? Don't-"
"Hush," I said calmly as if we were having everyday conversation. Her grip on the rod tightened painfully. She was afraid that if she left, she would be hanging by her wrists and the metal of the handcuffs would dig into her skin and cut it. She was afraid. Almost as afraid as I was when I saw her pretty face behind bars. Almost. She would get there.
I ripped off the T-shirt she was wearing, not caring it was one of mine. I wanted her naked and hot and bothered. And there was no other way to get there.
I quickly unclasped her bra and took one of the nipples in my mouth, rubbing the pad of my thumb on the other one. They quickly perked up under my touch. I slid the briefs and panties down her dangling legs as I licked and sucked on her nipples, making her moan in equal parts pleasure and anguish. 
"Feel good, baby?" I asked deliberately, glancing up into her eyes that were smoldering against accord.
"Please unlock me, Evan. I'll get hurt. Please. This is scaring me," she said desperately.
"Good. You took ten years off my life by putting yourself in prison. You should be as scared as I was," I said, not bothering to hide the strain in my voice. With these parting words, I left the bathroom, leaving her naked, cuffed and dangling, exactly what she had done to me the day I let her experiment on me with the cuffs.
"Evan? Evan!" she screamed. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Please come back. Evan! Are you there?" 
If it wasn't for the fact that I could hear the fright and desperation in her voice, I would have waited for a maybe a minute or two more. But I couldn't. My need to comfort her was way too high.
I stripped out of all my clothes and went back to the bathroom where she was about to break into tears at any moment. My heart broke at the sight. Okay, I was harsher than I should have been. She had already been through a lot. I didn't need to add to it. Damn it, I was horrible.
I leaned against the doorjamb with a slight smirk. "Looking for somebody, love?"
A strangled giggle escaped her lips. "You idiot," she chided but her eyes were heating up as they roamed up and down my body, taking in the result of all the hardwork I put in the gym. At least somebody appreciated it.
I cupped her face in my hands and pressed my lips to her forehead as she quickly wrapped her legs around my waist again, relieved at having some sort of support. "Did you really think I would abandon you?" I asked softly.
"I kinda deserve that, don't I?" she whispered as a single tear escaped her eyes.
"No, you don't." I kissed the tear away. "You'll always be the best thing to happen to me."
She sighed. "If you want to stop talking mushy, maybe we could proceed to the fun part," she said and rolled her hips suggestively.
"You like it when I talk mushy," I reminded her, holding her hips so she couldn't make me lose control with her ways.
"I would still like it if you can accommodate it while getting your move on," she glared.
"I told you that you do not get to question or order the jury," I said in mock strictness, trying and failing to glare back at her. She looked so fucking sexy, it was a wonder I had restrained myself from being inside her already.
"Okay, okay. Take your time and kill me. Never mind that my arms are starting to hurt," she rolled her eyes.
I folded my body on my knees, shifting her legs from my waist to my shoulder, enjoying the way her eyes widened.
She jerked upwards when I pressed my thumb to her clit, bringing her wet folds exactly in line with my mouth. I let my tongue run along the inside of her thighs and smiled when she moaned.
"This is revenge, isn't it?" she managed to utter.
I chuckled and opened her folds with two fingers. She was so pink and wet and ready for me.
"God, I knew it," she cursed.
I couldn't help laughing as my tongue pushed inside her, tasting her sweet juices flowing inside my mouth. It took her only another minute to come apart with my tongue probing her and finger rubbing on her clit. And damn, there wasn't a better sound in the world.
I stood up again, returning her legs to my waist, and kissed her deeply, nibbling on the corner of her bottom lip. With one thrust, I buried myself inside her. She was so wet and ready for me but the suddenness made her muscles clench around me, making me grit my teeth with the zing that shot up from my dick to my brain. 
I had wanted to go slow but I was already hard to the level that it would pain and I, as usual, did not have an ounce of self control where she was concerned. I bucked my hips with an increasing pace, gritting my teeth every time I felt her clench around me. Her moans were filling the air, weighing down on me.
I bit her shoulder hard enough to leave a mark as I lost myself in her, screaming my release inside her. Right along with me, she came again too and then slumped against me. Our breaths intermingled as we tried to take in oxygen desperately. I held her firmly in my arms so that there's no pressure on her arms.
"I don't mind punishments like this every now and then," she said with a slight smile.
I cleaned up both of us and unlock the cuffs. She threw her arms around my neck with a shriek, "I'll fall, I'll fall, I'll fall," and buried her face in my neck.
I stepped inside the shower with her still clinging to me and turned the knobs. When she felt the cold water splash on her back, she shrieked again. "Why do you want to kill me?"
I let out a belly laugh and gently set her down on her feet. Brushing her hair back, I pressed a kiss to her forehead, making her shiver.
She bounced a couple of times on the balls of her feet. "Ooh, I can feel my legs. It's such a nice feeling."
I turned her around and pulled her against me so that her face was completely at the mercy of the water's spray. She squirmed to get away but I held her there and it was in that light moment when we both were laughing like crazy that I knew for sure in my heart this was how I wanted to spend every morning.