"Remember one thing princess, you came to me," he whispered. His hands moved to my bikini top, untying the string. The scrap of fabric falls to the floor. "Do I have your consent, Kaori Marie Michaelson?" He uses my name which indicates the seriousness of this. It wouldn't dawn upon me until later as to how he knew my full name.

"Yes, sir," I whispered.

He chuckles. The sound was deep and intoxicating. "I love your submission, princess. You're a natural at this but you could call me Erik." He sat on the covered sofa as I stood between his long muscular legs, my back facing him in the old grand living room of the Brookheimer manor. His rough hands moved over my belly continuing their ascent to my breast. "Now for your punishment," he twisted a nipple between his index finger and thumb as he whispered those words. The sensation shot straight to my pussy. I was instantly wet. "I'm going to plug your ass and spank you." He nipped and sucked at my hip as he removed the rest of my clothing. I was panting- so very turned on as he used his teeth to untie my bikini bottoms. His hand landed hard on my backside.

"Push that ass out for me, baby. Touch your toes." I do as I'm told. "That's it, flexible girl," Erik praises. It was no secret how wet I was. He could see the moisture between my legs. "All this wetness for me?"

"Yes, sir," my voice was so small.

He cursed. "You want my cock or your punishment?"

"I want both, sir," I answered, bravely.

Earlier...

I peddled as fast as I could away from the Brookheimer manor trying to shake the heat- not due to the weather, shaking from the intense attraction. Never have I ever wanted to slide down a guy's pole within the first few seconds of meeting. I always had a healthy sexual appetite. I wanted it all the time but was always bound to rules. What people would think of a young lady exploring all her sexual urges. I mean people expected it of teenage boys but girls... it almost seemed unfair I had to pretend to be a virgin. That man... Fuck. That man made me want to break every stupid rule that prevented me from doing what I really wanted. That's why I needed to stay away. I didn't want to ruin my family. I shouldn't want to go back there, but I do. Wanted him to act out whatever punishment he had in store for me.

I stopped. Propped my bike up against a tree and caught my breath. Damn this was crazy. Where the hell did a man like that come from? I was losing my good sense. Phone buzzed in my pocket. Where r u? Sam texted.

OMW, I texted back. I needed to take a cool swim in the lake and just hang with my girls.

The dock was quiet. The sun kissed lake glistened like crystals. It was empty except for a few fishermen which was strange considering it was tourist season.

"We black! What the hell is we doing sun-bathing? This white bitch the only one that ain't out of place!" Erin protested. Samantha and I both sighed as we laid on the edge of the dock as my summer pop hits played in the background. A mixture of Calvin Harris, Rihanna, Migos, Drake, etc. You know the usual garbage people my age listened to. My swim did nothing to calm my raging hormones.

Erin scoffed and laid back down. Her frohawk was wet framing her lovely face. Soft dark eyes burned with annoyance. "Erin, just relax. Enjoy the peace and quiet," Sam replied. "So, Ori, did you meet the new neighbor?"

"Yep and I was very disappointed-

Erin laughed. "Translation," she started. "He's fine as hell with a big dick, so y'all back off."

"Mhmm," Sam agreed.

I sat up. "Uh no, he's weird and pervy, started talking about butt plugs and shit," I deadpan.

Sam snorted trying and failing to keep her composure. "So, he's a kink? Does this mean you're not going to invite him to my 'In the Woods' party?" I shook my head indicating a no. "I insist."

"Nope. Besides, guys his age don't hang out with drunk teens?"

Sam rolled her eyes. "He's going to be your new summer boyfriend. Why wouldn't he hang out with you and your friends?" Sam twirled her blond Laura Croft braid around a finger.

"What?! He's not even my type!"

Sam raised her sunglasses and arched a brow. "My Spidey sense is telling me your ass is lyin'. You always start off saying he isn't my type." She mimicked my tone. Erin giggled.

These bitches...

"Maybe cause he's not."

"Let us decide. Bring him to my party." Oh, she was good. Sam and Erin knew I wouldn't refuse to have them scope out a guy for me. Mr. Pervy was sexy and had this enticing danger vibe to him...

...And that's how I found myself on his doorstep yet again. I took a deep breath and knocked. His deep voice called out from behind me, "You wanted to see me, Princess?" I spun to see him leaning against a column on the porch watching me carefully like a lion eyes a Zebra- like if I ran this time he'd chase. The thought gave me goosebumps.

Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, I moved a little closer to him. His head tilted to the side as he drunk me in, eyes roaming to my breast then snapped back up to my face. "I was wondering... would you like to go to my best friend's party on Friday night?"

He raised a single blond brow. I know. I was wondering myself why I let Sam talk me into this. "Friday night, you say?" He stroked his beard looking thoughtful. He looked like a conquering Viking standing there all big and beautiful. "Sure. I'll come."

"Really?" I was shocked. I pegged him for hanging out at rough bars and robbing old ladies. His smile was nice as he gave me a regal nod. It gave me little pleasure to know this big and intimidating man wanted to spend time with me.

"Okay... see you Friday." I couldn't hide a smile.

"Kaori?" I froze liking the way he said my name. He moved, now standing so close. I could feel his heat. My gaze slowly traveled up to his prepossessing violet eyes. They were such a beautiful shade, breath-taking. A finger slid under my chin and I wanted him to kiss me. "Wear this bikini top for me again." He pulled at the string playfully. If he pulled any harder my breast would be bare to his view. Nipples would be fair game for him to... shit its ovulation week. "Fuck, if you knew what I wanted to do to you..." I got hot all over wanting him to touch me. No needing him to touch me. I wanted him to explore every inch of my body.

"Show me." It felt as if the world had stopped as those words passed my lips.

My bravery surprised him. His eyes narrowed. "Do you know what you're asking of me? You don't know me or know what I'm capable of." Was he trying to scare me or perhaps ward me off? His tone was hard and so was his demeanor. He folded arms over his massive chest, staring me down. The vision of his beautiful wet naked body played in my head taunting and tempting me. Water dripping down those define pecs into the hard ridges of his six pack.

I shrugged. "I'm not a chi-

He shut me up with just a look and jerked his head towards the house. Eyes were cold and calculating. "Get inside," he ordered and smacked my ass as I walked pass him.

He perched lazily on the sofa, legs spread. Leaning forward, he waited patiently for me to come to him. I did. I didn't know how much that decision would affect my life, my future, even my family. I knew Erik Black was not a good man and I didn't fool myself into thinking he was. This was just a spare of the moment thing- I told myself. Just a summer pass time. Erik had other plans in mind for me for us.

He gave me a choice. After all there was a particular reason why he reminded me I came to him. "If I fuck you, princess, you're mine. You will not entertain any other man let alone look at one. You will only have eyes for me. I will be your master. You will obey me in all things." It sounded so wrong, but my body was on fire. Apparently, the sound of being owned had my pussy dripping wet.

"Why?"

"I get off on taking control of women," he answered honestly. "Especially controlling you. It helps with the urges." I got the sense I wasn't supposed to be privy to that last part.

But I had to ask, "What urges-

I felt his tongue and lips on my clit. He was seated on the couch, holding my cheeks a part as he feasted on my lady parts. I've gotten head before but nothing as good as this. He knew exactly how to work me. It was a distraction and I knew it. And when I came he moved me to the sofa getting me in the position he wanted me in. "You get my cock first. Spread those thighs for your master, princess. Yes, just like that," that was my only warning before he plunged into me from behind. He wasn't gentle. Erik was never gentle. His hands were bruising on my hips, branding me.

I screamed and clawed at the arm of the sofa pushing back against him. He smacked my ass and barked, "Don't move!"

"Erik, Sir please!"

"You need to come, baby?"

"Yes, master. Please."

"Nope." My eyes rolled back. Toes curled. When he swirled his hips, I became undone. I came and came. He cursed, hands slapping one cheek after the other. "You disobeyed me, little girl."

My cries of pleasure drowned out the car that pulled up into the driveway. We froze as we heard the banging on the door. "Erik Black open up! Its Sheriff Michaelson I like to ask you a few questions!"

~*~

It didn't escape the Sheriff's attention that his sister's bike was perched against a column on the mysterious Erik Black's porch or the fact he heard screaming. "Eric Black," Kevin called. The man stepped out onto his porch with a beer in hand relaxed almost if he had been waiting for the Sheriff. Kevin sized him up. With Eric Black's size he could have easily overpowered someone like the victim. Built like a line-backer with blond hair, blue eyes, and tattoos, he resembled one of those Aryan Nation punks- minus the shaved head.

"Sheriff Michaelson," Eric greeted with a wolfish grin and took a swig of his beer, dark blue eyes never leaving the Sheriff. Kevin knew if he was going to assume anything he'd better have solid proof. His superiors wouldn't accept "I just had a hunch" even though his instincts screamed for him to arrest the son of a bitch just for looking like danger. It wouldn't hurt to turn the white man's game on 'em. He had no leads which was even more frustrating. Kevin just had to find something before the victim's parents went to the American Embassy for answers. "Beer?"

"No, thanks. I'm on duty." Eric Black was the name he kept hearing. He was buying up the local real estate market. Most likely in hopes to own the entire town which of course would make him powerful and richer. Especially more so now that it was tourist season. He was here because Mr. Black rented out a cabin to the victim. Kevin pulled out his notepad. "I'm investigating the murder of Alexander Stanhope. Did you know the victim or had any contact with him?"

Eric's face remained impassive revealing nothing. He moved closer to the edge of his porch. For such a large man he moved silently. His movements were sleek and fluid, predatory. Eric stroked his beard. "I met him once, over the phone. He made reservations to rent out my cabin and stayed longer than expected. Didn't know he was dead. But if you want to know more, call Debbie. She handles my business probably knows more about your victim than I do." His tone was cold and clipped.

Kevin had already contacted Debbie. Said some of the same things. "Where were you between the hours of one and three?"

Eric smirked. "I was out of the city. Checking on a bar I own. There was a small fire."

Kevin wrote on his notepad. "Can someone verify that?"

"Yes. My employee Jennifer Jones and Mammoth Lake's Fire Department. I'll give you the number."

Shit, Kevin thought. If Erik really had an alibi, Kevin had no choice but to rule him out as a suspect, but it hasn't escaped his notice that a murder in Cedar Creek had not been committed in thirty years until Erik Black showed up. It could just be a coincidence or perhaps not. "We'll be in touch."

Erik smiled. His smiles didn't make people relax or feel comfortable. "I'm sure we will, considering I plan to get more acquainted with your sister," He spoke to Kevin's retreating back. Erik knew the sheriff noticed his sister's bike. He was trying to add more fuel to the fire.

Kevin kept walking. He would definitely kill a motherfucker over his baby sis. He was the sheriff. He could get away with it. Kevin thought of this as he got back into the patrol car. He'll handle his sister later. "Have a great day, Mr. Black." Erik gave a mock salute.

~*~

My heart was pounding. As I heard Kevin's voice. He knows, was the only thing that ran through my mind. I was never going to hear the end of this. What would daddy do if he found out or mama?

Fuck. What have you done, Ori?

"I need to get home," I told Erik, pacing back and forth in a panic.

"I'm coming with you."

"What- Why? You don't know my brother especially daddy. They'll kill you."

He only smirked not in the least bit intimidated. "Oh, I know your father better than you might think, Kaori." A chill raced down my spine at his words.