A/N: Greetings again, my friends.

I literally have no words for the content of this chapter, except to say the plot thickens, for part of it. And yes, I agree Jenna has some nerve asking for Emily's her, and it I was our redheaded little bundle of dominance, I'd tell her where to go, too.

Speaking of dominance, the lovely guest reviewer ZIPZAP85 mentioned that they missed Emily in her dominant mode... And you know what, so do I, so here's a giant Dominant Emily Cigarette Warning™ for you. All of you. Even the ones who are frequently left speechless. marsupial1974, this means you...lol

Right, I'll shut up, and you can get on with reading it.

Disclaimer: I do not own skins, but apparently I own a dirty mind. Any and all typos blah blah blah on with it!

(Emily POV)

I sat on the sofa, completely stunned by the fact that Naomi had just flashed me. Surprised at how bold she was becoming, not in general, because she was certainly no longer the shy woman I had met in a club one night, and lately, particularly in the past few days, it seemed that she was crossing boundaries faster than I could keep up with. First, she'd let me fuck her in my office, which she had always resisted, even on the days where I had teased her to the brink. If you add to that the right royal fucking she gave me the other night when she tied me down to my bed, and now just flashing me like it was nothing at all... Well, she did ask me to teach her my ways, but... Half the time I couldn't work out whether she was just teasing me for the hell of it, or wanting me to do more without being able to verbalise it.

I got up and reached for my jacket, pulling my mobile out of my pocket. I opened up a new text message.

"Can I ask you something, beautiful? xEx"

A few minutes later I got a reply.

"Sure, baby... What's up? ;-) xNaomix"

"You've never teased me like that before. I'm not complaining, but... It makes me wonder. xEx"

"Wonder what? xNaomix"

"Am I doing enough...am I not doing enough... I'm curious. xEx"

"I'm not sure what you mean... xNaomix"

Oh, for god's sake...

I dialled her number and waited for her to answer. When the line picked up, I spoke. "You came to work today without wearing any knickers... And I didn't even request it of you... why?"

"I thought you said you weren't complaining..."

"Oh, I'm not, beautiful. It just makes me wonder." I replied. "It's not like you to tease me like that..."

"I thought you could use a little pick me up..." She said.

I shook my head. "No, that's not it..." I said.

"It's the truth, Ems."

"Ugh... Why do you do this to me, beautiful..."

"Do what?"

"We've barely been here two hours and already, I want to take you home, tie you to my bed and fuck you until you scream." I said, my voice low. "I'm crazy with it, Naomi. This burn, this ache... You make me want to fuck it out of the both of us until we can't move. It's driving me insane."

"J-Jesus, Emily..."

"You have no idea, no fucking idea, Naomi... just exactly how close I am to ending this call, marching into your office and pushing you over your desk so I can slip my fingers inside you and fuck you until you come so hard and fast you lose all senses."

There was almost silence on the other end, except for the sound of Naomi's shallow breathing. "I...Christ...I don't know what to say..."

I sighed. "Tell me what you are thinking of, beautiful."

"Uh..." She replied. "Y-your tongue...b-between my legs..."

A slow smile crossed my lips. "Oh, you know how much I love it when you play all innocent, beautiful..."

"Y-yes..."

I chuckled softly. "So, tell me, my love... Are you damp for me, between those beautiful legs of yours?"

"Uh huh..."

"Oh... Good." I said slowly, before I ended the call and got up out of my chair, opening the for and leaving my office. I crossed the outer office with grace and purpose, opening the door to Naomi's office and going inside, closing it behind me and leaning against the door, staring her down as I reached behind me to quietly flick the lock.

"E-Emily...I... Our rule..." She stammered, as she looked at me as though she were a deer in headlights.

Good thing I'm an accomplished hunter...

I kicked off my shoes and walked silently towards her, placing my hands on the armrests of her chair and leaning close to her, staring into her blue eyes. "Fuck. The. Rules." I said, my voice dangerously low. I looked to her desk drawer and opened it, searching its contents, finding what I was looking for. "You remember what I said about improvisation?" Naomi looked at me with startled blue eyes as she nodded quickly, swallowing hard. "Here's another lesson... Office supplies can be just as useful as scarves or soft rope. Take off your jacket."

"Wh-what?"

I leaned in and kissed her deeply. "Take off your damn jacket, unless you want me to take it off you..." I half growled. When she hesitated, I slid my hands underneath the fabric at her shoulders and peeled it off her, tossing it aside. I looked into her eyes again and softly slid the backs of my fingers down her cheek. "Put your hands on the armrests." I said. She followed my instructions as she swallowed hard again, looking to the object that I had picked up off the table. I felt for what I was looking for, and continued staring into her beautiful blue eyes, watching them dilate as the tearing sound of the masking tape reached both our ears. Starting with the wrist on my left, I wound the tape around it, securing it to the chair. I turned my attention to her other wrist, repeating the action until it was held secure like the other. I ripped off another strip of tape and fastened it over her lips so she kept quiet.

I could see the questioning look in her eyes, also with a glint of apprehension, like she was out of her depth. "Don't be alarmed... and don't be scared, beautiful. I will not hurt you. But you will learn the consequences of teasing me out of order... Do you understand?" I said, my voice low. She blinked rapidly, and nodded, with a soft whimper. "Good." I said, simply, before I pushed her chair backwards and fell onto my knees. I began to push her skirt upwards to her hips and followed my hands upwards with soft kisses, pausing at the apex of her thighs to inhale her scent deeply. "Mmmm... Du reichst so gut, meine Schöne..." I muttered, as I pulled her hips slightly forwards so her thighs parted. A muffled moan left her as I leaned closer and kissed her, right above her folds, and then, unable to resist her anymore, I slid my tongue between them and began to taste her wetness.

She whimpered as I worked my tongue around her warm, wet folds, and I heard the tape that held her wrists creak slightly as she arched her back towards me. I trilled my tongue against her swollen clit, lifting her knee over my shoulder so that I had more access. I rested my hand on her thigh as I licked and sucked her eagerly, drawing many a muted grunt and groan. I looked up at her, her eyes staring back at mine, full of lust. I then watched her head fall backwards and her breathing quicken, shivering as I slowly, purposefully slid two of my fingers up her inner thigh, not stopping until they were deep inside her. She groaned, the sound thankfully muffled by the tape, and she looked back down at me with pleading eyes.

"I've missed this...haven't you? The times where I take you and have my wicked way with you..." I said, quietly. Naomi nodded rapidly as she breathed hard. I rubbed my fingers against the sweet spot inside her, and she arched upwards, whimpering softly. "But, you wanted me to do this, didn't you?" Another nod, and more movement of her body as I moved my fingers again. "That's why you teased me, isn't it? That's why you left my flat without wearing knickers...isn't it?" Her head nodded as her eyes met mine. "Oh, my beautiful, dirty... Bitch." I whispered, before I leaned forward and resumed my attack on her clit with my tongue, this time thrusting my fingers inside her as well. Her wrists strained against the tape once again, and her hips rocked towards me as I wasted no time, thrusting my fingers inside her and keeping pace with my tongue against her swollen bud.

She breathed hard, and I knew she was close. Her hips began to rock harder against me, and I wrapped my lips around her clit and began sucking as eagerly as I was thrusting into her with my fingers. Her body stiffened and her breathing ceased momentarily as her hips bucked against me, her muscles tightening around my curving insistent fingers. A quiet groan of satisfaction came from her as she shook above me as she came, knucles white as she gripped the armrests, straining against the tape that held her in place. Once again I trilled my tongue against her clit, not stopping until she shuddered once more, whimpering as she tried to close her thighs around me. I gave one last lick, her body relaxing into limpness as she fought to catch her breath. I rested my head against her thigh for a few moments, sliding my fingers out, and looking up towards her. I slid them between my lips and sucked them clean as our eyes locked together.

After a few minutes, I got to my feet, and reached up to slowly peel the tape from Naomi's mouth, placing my lips against hers and kissing her tenderly, as I threaded my fingers through her hair. "You will learn not to tease me like that, beautiful." I said, my voice so low that it was almost a whisper. "Now you know for certain, that I have no qualms whatsoever about taking you. No matter where you are..." I opened the desk drawer and reached for a pair of scissors and cutting the tape around her wrists, peeling it gently to free them. I looked back into her eyes, noting the confused look in those beautiful blue pools. "Speak, beautiful."

"I..." She cleared her throat, her voice having become strained slightly. "I was playing with fire?" She asked, her voice timid.

"Yes." I replied. "Very much so."

She nodded. "Ok, then."

I kissed her again slowly. "I do love you, Naomi."

"I know..."

"Are you mad that I broke the rules?"

Naomi shook her head. "No..." She said. "We c-can't make a habit of it, though..."

I nodded. "Of course." I replied. "Just understand the consequences of you teasing me, and we are even."

She looked at me with wide, slightly guilty blue eyes. "I understand."

I went to walk out of her office, and she pulled me back down, wrapping her arms around me. She said nothing, but held me close so tightly, I couldn't bear to try getting up again. I slid my arms around her waist and softly kissed her, over the purple bruise on her neck. "You let that show today...why?"

"I left my scarf here yesterday." She replied. "Cath... She knows about us, doesn't she?"

"Yes." I replied. Naomi sighed softly. "Does that bother you? She won't say anything..."

"I know... Did you see the look she gave us this morning?"

I laughed softly. "Yeah, I did."

"D'you reckon she's jealous?"

"Of us?"

"Yeah..." Naomi replied. "I mean..."

"Oh, I don't know, beautiful... I don't know much about her life outside the office, other than the fact she has a boyfriend. Maybe she wonders what she's missing." I smirked.

"Awesome sex and a whole lot of love..." She replied, with a sly grin.

"Damn right, a whole lot of love, beautiful." I said. "She told me it's so obvious between us... To her, anyway. She can tell just by looking at us."

"When did she say that?"

"This morning, when she called. She said you weren't in yet, and I told her you were with me... She said she figured that was the case, and she'd keep her knowledge to herself." I explained.

"Oh." Naomi replied. "Hence your jibe about who writes her paycheck?"

I laughed. "You heard that?"

A blush covered her cheeks. "I wasn't eavesdropping, if that's what you were thinking..."

"I know, beautiful." I said. "I have no secrets from you, you know that."

"Nor do I." She said, kissing me slowly. I slipped my tongue between her lips and she let me in...she always does, and I slipped my hand up into her hair, deepening the kiss. We were only interrupted by the phone ringing on Naomi's desk. "Shit..." She said, reaching past me for the phone. "Naomi Campbell speaking? Right..." She said, as a blush crept into her cheeks. "Ok, thanks Cath, put him through." I stood up, and she gripped my hand, holding me back. I looked at her and she shook her head gently. "Detective Smith... you have some news? Mmhmm... Hold on, I'm going to put you on speakerphone, Emily's here, too." She reached for the speaker button on the phone and pressed it. "Ok, go ahead, Detective."

"Good afternoon, Miss Fitch."

"Emily, please." I said.

"Alright, Emily. I'm just calling with an update. Richard has finally talked and given up the contact information he had for McClair."

"Great, so you got a hold of him?" Naomi asked.

"Well, no, we've run into another snag. The phone number he had for him was disconnected. We checked with the phone carrier, and it was only disconnected two days ago. Richard also gave us his credit card information, it appears he was taking care of McClair's finances for the past few months."

"Shifty fucker." I said. Naomi furrowed her eyebrows at me, and I shrugged. "Sorry, Detective."

Detective Smith laughed. "I can assure you, Emily, I've heard much worse." He said. "Anyway, we've got a trade going on his credit card, and it was used two days ago in Dover."

"Dover?" Naomi asked. "What was it used for?" She asked, picking up a pen and scribbling some notes onto a notepad.

"To buy a ferry ticket."

I thought quickly. "Let me guess, to Calais, right?" I mused. "He's gone to fucking France?"

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line. "Correct, yes."

I went to say something, but Naomi shook her head. "So, how do we proceed now?" She asked.

"Well, there's no guarantee he is going to return. We've been in contact with the bank the new account is with, and they've frozen the account. Naomi, I will email you the information you need to get the money back to Fitch Holdings."

"Is all the money there?" I asked, trying to keep my cool."

"That's one good thing. Yes, all the money that was transferred from the Swiss account is still there. All thirty thousand."

"Thank Christ for that." I muttered.

"We've contacted Interpol as well as the French police in Calais with a description and a photo of McClair. They have posted an alert on their wanted network. We're also tracing the credit card for any activity on it. We've also been in contact with Customs and had his passport cancelled, so if he tries to leave France, he'll have a hard time of it."

"That ticket was booked two days ago, though... Surely he checked into a hotel or something in France?" Naomi said.

"Ah, he also withdrew a sum of money from his personal bank account at the same time. Approximately £500, which is all the money that was in it."

Naomi looked upwards, seemingly counting in her head. "So, about 600 Euro, then. And if he booked into a hotel, he's most likely paid in cash..." She said, making some more notes.

"Around that, and yes." Detective Smith replied. "That's about all the news I have for you at the moment."

"You will keep us posted if you hear anything else?" I asked.

"Of course, Emily. I'll be in touch."

"Right... Thanks for the update, John. I'll keep an eye out for your email. Bye." Naomi replied, ending the call. She looked up at me. "Well... We get the money back, that's one thing."

"Yeah, that is good news. McClair was shifty enough to skip the country, though." I said.

"Emily, the other good thing is, he can't touch the account as it's been frozen. Chances are he is going to want to access the cash in the next day or so, given that he's only got a finite around of money on hand." Naomi explained. "He's pretty much fucked, seeing as his passport has been stopped. If the French gendarmes don't find him in the meantime, he's scuppered as soon as he tries to leave."

I sighed. "I suppose you're right. Look... We've done all we can do for now, let me know once you've spoken to the bank. After that... I'm taking you home."

Naomi raised an eyebrow. "You are?"

I nodded, and pulled her to me, kissing her slowly. "I'm not finished with you just yet... Plus, you have uni tomorrow, so..."

"Aww... You're going to miss me?"

"Damn right I am." I smirked. "Let me know when you're done, yeah?"

"I will." I made my way to the door and quietly flicked the lock open. "Emily?" I turned around and she looked at me with a slightly guilty expression. "Sorry...about the knickers." She said, biting her bottom lip.

I chuckled softly. "Oh, I think we can both agree it was worth it, no?"

She blushed, and nodded her agreement.

"See you later, beautiful."

About an hour later, we had left the office, and stopped off to get a late lunch before I went back to my flat, and Naomi went back to hers for a bit. It was about three o'clock when she knocked on my door, and I let her in, embracing her in my arms and kissing her slowly. She had changed into a polo and a short skirt, but still looked completely ravishing. She always did, no matter what she wore. I had changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, as well as something extra that I kept to myself, at least for the moment.

"I missed you." She said, an innocent look of longing in her eyes.

I reached up and slid my fingers down her cheek. "I've missed you too, beautiful." I said, the commanding tone slipping into my voice. She blinked, and I watched as the effect of my tone settled into her mind.

She swallowed, and she lowered her eyes. "W-was I bad today?" She asked.

I shook my head. "Sneaky, yes. Bad? No."

"Did my sneakiness disappoint?"

I placed my palm on her cheek and her eyes met mine. "Did I seem disappointed?"

She bit her bottom lip. "I'm not sure." She said. "I-I don't think so."

"I can't very well say I was, when I've made you not wear knickers before, can I?"

She shook her head. "N-no."

"The fact that you did it without my knowledge, though..." I said, looking her in the eyes. "That doesn't go without consequence."

I watched her as she swallowed. "Uh... Ok..."

"Go into my room, take off your clothes, and sit on the end of my bed in your underwear." I said. I noticed the blush that spread across her cheeks, as she put her satchel down and walked towards my bedroom. You could say I was curious as to why she was blushing, but I think I knew the answer to that. I waited a few moments, and followed her into my room, but stopped in the doorway, leaning against the frame. I looked her up and down, trailing my eyes over her bra clad breasts, her stomach, and her very...naked...hips. I looked to the neat pile of clothes on the floor, and walked over to them, first picking up her shirt, and then her skirt. "Tell me what is missing, beautiful." She hesitated. "Come on, beautiful... Tell me."

"My knickers."

"So you went home, changed, and again didn't wear them?"

"Y-yes."

"You bad girl..." I smirked. "Why?"

"I...didn't see the p-point. Y-you were going to take them off anyway, so..."

"Oh, but I like to take them off you, beautiful. It's all part of the fun." She lowered her eyes. "You're denying me that, aren't you?"

"I'm s-sorry... I couldn't help it." She stammered.

I stepped closer to her, and she looked up at me with guilty eyes. "Well... I suppose I'll have to deal with you, then..." I said, a low tone in my voice. "Stand up, and close your eyes."

She did as I asked, and I reached behind her, unclipping her bra and sliding the straps from her shoulders, removing it entirely. I tossed it over to the pile of her clothes. "Turn around." She did as she was told, and I reached up and slid my fingertips down her spine. She shivered, and of silently walked to the oak box, and opened end it, retrieving the leather cuffs that had a long length of chain connected to them, as well as a connecting clip, and a blindfold. I walked back to where Naomi stood, and slipped the blindfold over her eyes, hearing her soft gasp. I guided her closer to the bed. "Kneel on the bed, beautiful, and shuffle forwards until I tell you to stop." I watched her as she carefully got onto the bed, and shuffled forward about halfway. "Stop." I kneeled behind her and shuffled to her side. "Hold your wrists out in front of you." I commanded. Again, she did as she was told, and one by one, I secured the leather cuffs around her wrist, doing the buckles when I knew they were comfortable. When you've done it so many times, you get to learn these things...

I threw the chain out in front of her, watching her lips twitch as they clattered against the railing of the bed head. I got up off the bed, and slowly walked around it, admiring her from every angle. "Are you nervous?" I asked, as it made it to the other side of her.

"Y-yes..."

"Why?" She swallowed, and hesitated with her answer. "Speak!" I said, raising my voice slightly.

"B-because I d-don't know w-what you are going to d-do." She said, quickly, in a shaky tone.

"Does that scare you?"

"N-no."

"I'm not going to hurt you, beautiful. You know that."

"I-I know... But..."

"But?"

"I f-feel like y-you are angry with me." She said, her voice small and quiet.

Oh...

"I am not angry with you, Naomi." I said, softening my tone slightly. "But you need to learn that your actions have consequences. Do you understand?" I added, along with a sharpness to my words.

"Yes." She whispered.

"I can't hear you, beautiful."

"Yes." She said, a little louder.

I leaned closer to her, so she could feel my breath on her skin. "Good." I said, and she whimpered as she shivered visibly.

I stepped away from her, simply watching her as she kneeled there, not knowing what I would do next. A tingling sensation filled me, as I quietly removed my shirt and unzipped my jeans, sliding out of them and my own knickers. There was something that irked me about Naomi not wearing knickers. While it was true that I often requested it of her, this had been the first time that she had gone through most of a morning without them, and also..without my knowledge. While I don't deny that it turned me on, it also bothered me, because for once, I hadn't been in control of it, and it wasn't my request that made her do it.

I moved closer to the bed, silently reaching for the chain and looping it over the railing, pulling it until her arms lifted away from her body, and secured the clip to a ring on the leather cuffs. Naomi's chest rose and fell rapidly, and I moved to the end of the bed and kneeled on it, moving behind her, and beginning a slow trail of kisses up from the base of her spine until I placed a firm kiss on the back of her neck. I could hear the rapid nature of her breathing, and a slow grin crossed my lips. I placed my hands on her shoulders, slowly sliding my palms down her back until they reached her hips. I lightly brushed my fingertips over her arse, and then lay down, flipping onto my back, and placing my head between her open thighs.

I let my eyes roam over her folds, which were glistening with her arousal. "Is there anytime today that you haven't been soaking wet?" I asked, gently touching her folds with my fingertips. Once again, she hesitated. I reached up and lightly smacked her arse, causing her to whimper. "Answer me."

"N-no." She said, a slight desperation to her tone.

"Have you been horny all day? And don't hesitate to answer me, or I'll spank you again..."

"Yes..." She said. "It's been constant."

I ran my fingertips up from her left knee, along her inner thigh, and then repeated the action in reverse down her right thigh to her right knee. "You didn't resist me this morning, was that why?"

"Yes."

"You know I'm only going to make it worse?" I asked.

There was a soft whimper before she answered me. "Y-yes."

"Good." I said, leaning upwards, slipping my tongue out and tracing it slowly along her folds. She moaned softly, and then inhaled sharply as I dragged my tongue along her clit. I lapped at it slowly, feeling the swollen bud with my tongue, delicately teasing it as Naomi's breathing became more rapid, and mixing with several soft moans. I reached up and slid one finger inside her, and another moan reached my ears as I continued to flick my tongue against her. Curling my finger inside her, I continued to move it until I could feel that she was getting close to reaching the point of pleasure, and then I stopped my flicking, to a whimper of discontentment.

"You were close, weren't you?" I said.

"Yessss..." Naomi replied.

I chuckled softly, and kissed her inner thigh. I slid a second finger inside her, and slowly resumed the flicking of her clit with my tongue, to more soft moans from her lips. I began to thrust my fingers inside her, paying attention to how her warmth was gripping them as I trilled my tongue over her fleshy pearl. "Fuck..." Naomi muttered, as she shuddered above me, and I could hear the need in her voice.

"Close again?" I asked.

Another whimper. "Yes." She said, her voice so quiet. I halted my fingers deep inside her, and then slowly withdrew them, leaving the tips inside, her breathing coming fast above me. "Jesus..." She groaned. I waited several long moments, simply breathing over her wet folds, and then slid three fingers slowly into her slippery heat. "Oh god..."

Without resuming the actions of my tongue, I slowly thrust my fingers inside her. "Does that feel good, beautiful?" An affirmative moan fell from her lips as I dragged my fingers inside her deliberately.

"Please, Emily..."

"You want me to make you come, don't you?"

"God, yes..."

"Let me think about that..." I said, stilling my fingers inside her for a moment, before sliding them out entirely. "Not yet." I smirked, sliding out from under her and getting onto my knees. I slid my arm across her stomach and shuffled close to her until her skin touched mine. She gasped, and I kissed the back of her neck. "You feel it, don't you... Our little friend..." She murmured affirmatively. "Speak, beautiful."

"Y-yes." Naomi replied, her voice both timid and shaky from arousal. "Please, Emily... I won't do it again..."

A wicked, husky chuckle left my throat, and I kissed the back of her neck softly once more. "Damn...right...you...won't." I said, in a low whisper. I slowly slid my hand between us, making sure my hand contacted both of our bodies, and reached for the strap-on I'd been wearing since I got home. I slid the head of it through her soaked folds, and then slowly began to push it inside her, not stopping until my hips rested against the firm flesh of her her arse. "You know what's coming, don't you?"

"You're going to fuck me."

"I'm going to fuck you, yes." I said, slowly withdrawing my hips. I grabbed hers in my hand and pushed forwards, drawing a strangled moan from my beautiful lover. "Hard." I added, again withdrawing and thrusting deep inside her. Her moans mixed with pants as the leather that surrounded her wrists creaked, the metal of the chain rattling on the bed head with each of my thrusts into her. Her moans rose in pitch as the motion of my hips became faster.

"Fuck...Emily..." She groaned. "I'm..going to..." I thrust deep into her and held my hips against her, keeping still, to a moan of frustration from her. I slid my hand around her hip and reached for her clit, brushing my middle finger against it, making her hips jerk as she cried out. "Christ..." She groaned. I slowly kissed across her shoulders, nudging her clit with my fingertip.

"You belong to me, Naomi. You know that, don't you?"

"Yes."

"What you did today... You surprised me. You made me wonder if I'm doing something wrong." I said, softly. "Am I, beautiful?"

"No..."

"Were you just wanting to tease me, then?" I asked, rubbing the length of my finger against her and feeling her shiver against me as she groaned.

"Yes... I wanted to... Oh god..." She mumbled. "I wanted you this morning, and..."

"Ahhh..." I said, leaning my forehead against the back of her neck. "Why didn't you tell me, beautiful?" I asked.

"I don't k-know..." She moaned. "Please, Emily..."

"You need me?" I teased. "Tell me what you need, beautiful..."

"I n-need you to m-make me c-come!" She whispered, and I slid my hips backwards, thrusting deep and hard inside her. "FUCK!" She cried, followed by a deep groan as I began to fuck her steadily. I gripped her hips in my hands and thrust into her with purpose, each movement drawing another gasp or moan, that travelled into my ears and right to the pit of my stomach.

"I love the way you feel against me." I groaned, the culmination of my teasing her finally getting to me. "You feel so...fucking...good..." I breathed, matching my words to my thrusts into her.

"Fuck...I need you...need you to..." Naomi moaned.

"Tell me!" I groaned. "Tell me what you need so I can fuck your brains out like I know you need me to..."

"My...OHFUCK...rub my clit...please..." The need in her voice tore at my insides and sent a pleasurable shiver right up my spine, and I reached around between her legs and began to rub her swollen clit with my fingers. An appreciative moan spilled from her and she shuddered against me in pleasure. "Christ!" I moved faster against her, and felt my own arousal beginning to peak.

"I love you, beautiful." I whispered. "Don't you ever forget that!"

"I...won't..." She groaned, as she began to shudder and stiffen against me. I pulled her close to me and thrust in deep as we both became lost, Naomi's cry of pleasure meeting my groan of the same as I humped against her, my hand on her hip pulling her body tightly to mine, her top half falling forwards into my pillows, muffling her strangled groan. I toppled over and landed on top of her, and the two of us breathed hard, as I slid my hips backwards, leaving her empty.

I unfastened the straps from around my body and slid out of the harness, rolling Naomi into her side and unbuckling the cuffs from her wrists as she breathed hard and wild-eyed next to me. Her beautiful blue eyes were very unfocused, and without wasting any time I scooped her up into my arms and held her while she shivered. I rained soft kisses over her cheeks and her forehead. "I've got you... I've got you, beautiful..." I whispered softly. She blinked slowly and I ran my fingertips gently through her fringe as she shuddered once more in my arms, before curling into me and clinging to my naked body for dear life. I held her as she did me, for what seemed like a long time, but was really only a few minutes, no more, no less.

"Jesus Christ, Emily..." She muttered, in a distracted tone. "What was that?"

"Now we are even, beautiful..." I murmured. "You tease me, I tease you..."

A half laugh left her lips. "You call that even? You fucked me twice... Fuck that... More than twice if what we just did is anything to go by..."

I kissed her slowly. "I had to. I felt like... You made me feel like I had no control today."

Naomi looked at me with an odd expression, before it cleared as it dawned on her. "You felt like you had no dominance?"

I sighed. "Correct." I said. "Though, I will admit..."

"It wasn't just me, was it?" She asked.

I shook my head. "No."

"It's the money thing?" She asked, taking in my expression as I bit my lip. "My being cheeky just pushed you further, didn't it?"

I closed my eyes briefly, before opening them to focus on hers. "I think I panicked a little. The situation with the money, that's one thing. Your boldness... I don't deny that it was exciting. I don't deny it turned me on, because it did. You do. But, Naomi..." I paused briefly, and took a deep calming breath. "You're mine. I don't want to lose you. I can't. You're keeping me going, right now."

"Emily..." Naomi said, before kissing me deeply. "I'm not going anywhere, you fool. You have me. My heart is yours, my soul, too. You don't have to worry. I belong to you, and I like it that way."

I shook my head. "I know." I whispered. "It's knowing that you were walking through London bare-arsed that got to me. You know I don't think of you as property, that isn't me. But you are mine, Naomi. No one else's. Mine. Understand?"

She thought for a moment or two. "It made you crazy knowing people were looking at me even though they couldn't see I wasn't wearing underwear?"

"Did you feel exposed?"

She lowered her eyes and she blushed. "I...guess so." She replied. "It was a turn on, because I knew and no one else did...not even you. And I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" I placed my fingers over her lips.

"You didn't upset me. You just made me slightly crazy. I can't help it, beautiful. I get a little muddled up inside when it comes to you. Everything is fine when we're alone together... but just knowing that if people looked at you the right way..." I paused in my explanation. "I had to wonder if I was enough. If what we have isn't enough for you anymore. If you needed something...more."

"Oh, Emily..." Naomi said, pulling me close. "Baby... Don't ever think that, please!" Her eyes met mine. "You are the kindest, sexiest, most exciting person I know. It's true, I needed you this morning, but we didn't have time. I knew that. I wanted to give us both a thrill, I didn't mean for it to have the effect it did. I mean...part of it, yes... But... I didn't mean for you to think that I felt like you aren't enough for me."

I nodded. "That's fair."

"I know I should have told you, this morning. But we were already late."

"I know." I said. "You were cheeky, though."

"Yes, and you gave me what was coming to me. I don't regret that. I've needed you all day. Your deviance in my office wasn't enough for me."

"You still wanted me after I made you come?"

She laughed softly and kissed me. "Baby, I always want you. Just like your appetite, mine never settles if I'm around you."

A sly smile crossed my lips. "We really are dangerous together..."

Naomi leaned in and kissed my passionately. "I love you so fucking much, Emily. And...yes."

I pulled her closer to me and kissed her back slowly. "I love you too, beautiful. You mean everything to me." I said, leaning my head against hers. A few moments passed and I spoke again. "Are you ok? I wasn't too..."

She shook her head and smiled. "No, never. It was rather satisfying, actually..."

"Ah..." I mused. "I'll have to remember that..."

"Besides... if I'm honest..."

"Which I prefer you to be..." I said.

"I've missed Dominant Emily. She is very satisfying..." Naomi grinned.

"Mmm... So is Dominant Naomi..."

"Ah, you are better at it than me." She said.

I laughed. "Naomi, my darling... You don't know how wrong you are..."

A/N#2: "Du riechst so gut" is a phrase from the song of the same title that I stole from the German band Rammstein, it literally means "you smell so good" and I have to say even if you don't understand German (which I mostly don't) it's still an awesome song. "meine Schöne" translates as "my beautiful one", so there's your language lesson for the day... You're welcome. :-P

Right, if you are all still coherent after reading this chapter, do take the time to review... They make me smile, after all, and we all need more smiles.

More soon... Until then...

~GN~ xo