May was gone, and June thundered past. She had to be back on campus by the middle of August for registration, and wanted to sort out a job and an apartment before then. The weeks were too short. Rosie called a few people she knew out east, and they promised to keep an eye out. Eventually, someone agreed to let her have their couch while she searched - a friend of Charlie's. She didn't like it, but it would do

The only thing she cared about right now was Eddie - making the most of these days with him. They would try to make it work, but even if that was the case, odds were they wouldn't see each other for a while once she left.

To Rosie, the Iron Maiden concert was the watershed moment in their relationship, the point where everything moved out of her control.

They drove out at 9am. Rosie would have liked to leave at 6, but Eddie said that was insane and told her to go back to sleep. Even at that she drove like a crazy woman, pushing and breaking the speed limit where she could.

"This is the first time you haven't driven like a grandma!" He whooped, hair flipping in the wind.

"You mean driving at a reasonable speed?"

"Like a grandma!"

The hotel was a few blocks away from the hall. A small, three-star place surrounded by office buildings. All Rosie cared about was how clean it was. She went through their room, checking the bathroom, the sheets, the drapes. Anyone looking out the building opposite could easily see in, but other than that it was neat.

"Lemme go!" She squealed, kicking as Eddie picked her up and dumped her onto the bed. Cackling, he whipped his shirt off and leapt after her. "Eddie! The window's wide open!"

"And?" He nuzzled her neck, already pawing under her t-shirt.

"And anyone could see us!"

"Still don't see why I should care."

Rosie struggled, that only made him laugh harder. He pinned her arms up over her head and ground his himself up against her. "Oh!"

Damn it. The noise escaped her unbidden, but that was all Eddie needed to hear. "I think you like having the window open."

"N-no-ooh!" She squirmed.

"Maybe you like the idea of strangers watching you? Hearing you?"

She pursed her lips, trying to turn her pelvis and throw him off. He wasn't having it. Instead, sinking his teeth into the thin skin over her clavicle.

"Asshole!"

He looked up, that impish twinkle in his eye. "Is that where you want it?"

"Fuck you."

His grasp around her wrists tightened. "Fuck_you."

Still holding her arms under one elbow, he maneuvered until he could insert the key into her lock. Taking a moment to consider the best course of action, he turned her around, just kissing her as she tried to push him away, and brought her hands securely behind her, first using the chain, and then wrapping her t-shirt down over her hands.

Rosie grumbled loudly: "We're gonna be late."

"It's noon." Eddie purred in her ear. "We have time."

His hands moved to her jeans. He was smart enough to stay on her legs as he peeled them down, though Rosie still kicked as best she could. Feeling the jeans also getting tied around her ankles, she opened her mouth to protest, but turned and caught the expression on Eddie's face.

"What?"

"I brought a present for you."

"Lucky me."

A quick hand across the ass for her insolence. Eddie stood and went to his bag. If anyone was looking out of that office right now, they were getting a perfect view of her reddened rear. Rosie tried to move.

"Stay." He had her ankles again, brandishing something in front of her face. "I thought you could use this…in Boston."

Rosie eyed the object in his hand. "I already have one."

His brows raised. He licked his lips. "You do?"

"Of course."

"And you never showed me?"

She shrugged as best she could. "Most guys find them…intimidating."

"I'm not most guys, Rosie."

"No, you really aren't." She giggled back. "That looks like a good one, too?"

"Guy at the store said it was the most popular." The toy buzzed on. "You wanna try it?"

"Sure."

"Ahem."

"Yes, Sir."

She spasmed as soon as it touched her. "Lower it a little."

"Oops. Sorry."

"There."

"Like this?"

"Not…um…not all in the one place."

Eddie started to move it over her. Rosie tried to guide it, restrained as she was.

"In?"

"I'm not really -"

He spat on her, rubbing it over with the device. Probing her entrance. Spat again, easing it in. Rosie couldn't really look at him properly, but she could feel him observing her, like a specimen stretched out in front of him. She guessed it was easier for him to watch how she reacted, without his own pleasure on his mind. He could see how certain movements and angles affected her, and also what didn't work. When he tickled around a certain spot, for example, Rosie's legs shook straight. Paired with a certain tilt of the shaft part, and she moaned.

"That feel good?"

She nodded. "You feel better."

A soft rumble in his chest. "Good girl."

The toy was removed, and Eddie pulled her back be the hair, lifting so that she sat on the bed. Watching him unbuckle, Rosie had an idea for her own.

"You know you could use that…a bit."

His hands froze on the belt. "This?"

"Uh-huh."

It slipped out of its loops. Eddie cracked it experimentally in front of her. She didn't flinch. "Here."

The leather crashed across her thighs. Rosie grunted. His head tilted questioningly.

"Again."

It came the other way. Leaving a hot red welt on her pale flesh. Eddie made an intrigued noise and continued to undress, then stood over her on the bed, hefting the belt and pushing her face against his cock.

"Suck."

Annoyingly, she shut her lips. The leather met her side, and Rosie giggled, taking him into her mouth. One hand in her hair, pushing her head to him, the other swinging his new whip, Eddie wasn't fair. He shoved himself to the back of her neck, and granted her a blow if she gave up too easily. If she gagged and choked instead, he petted her head. Soon enough, Rosie was painted in red and pink lines, her makeup ruined and drooling onto his cock.

"That's my girl. Go on." He pressed further, holding her there. Rosie couldn't control the gag that overcame her, gasping for air around him. "Ok. Enough. Oh, you're sexy."

Without warning, he yanked her off the bed with him, pulling her by the hair across the room. Rosie realized they were getting closer to the window. And Eddie lifted her up to sit on the drawers.

"Eddie?"

"Don't be shy. They've seen everything, anyways." He knelt to unravel the jeans, then lifted her legs to his waist.

Rosie urged him closer. With her reward in sight, she really didn't care. "Please."

He was there before she finished the word. Palms down against the hard wood, mouth at her tits as he eased up into her. Despite the welts and the choking, he was still the same sweet Eddie, and now he sang her praises.

"Mmmm…you feel so good, Sweetheart. You're so damn wet."

"Your fault." Rosie sassed.

He chuckled. "That good, now? You okay?"

Rosie nuzzled him, looking into those warm brown eyes. So soft now, where they had been cold before. "Good. You feel really good."

The drawers rattled against the wall the harder he went. Rosie was already whimpering, her legs wrapping about him. Her hands were still tied, so he licked a finger and helped her along. All he insisted right now, was that she look at him, holding her chin up so their eyes met.

"Look at me, Rosie. Look." He quavered. "I want to watch you cum, ok?"

"Yes, Sir."

His tongue traced his lips. "Oooh, you're amazing. You gonna cum for me?"

"Yes."

"That's it. It's nice. Am I making you cum?"

"Yes." Rosie's back curved to meet him. Still, she held that gaze, gasping and groaning right into his rapt face. "Yes, Eddie. I'm gonna cum…I'm…I'm….aaaaah!" "There you go. There you go. Whoa, that's tight." He waited for her to be still, then picked her up again and returned to the bed. Dug in his jeans pocket for the bottle of lube, and handed her the toy. "Use that on yourself. I want to see."

Rosie didn't really need it any more, but he wanted a show. Eddie hitched her legs up over his shoulders and pushed his slick cock into her ass, eyes fixed on what she was doing. She was so sensitive now, it almost hurt, with him thrusting in from the other side, she lost all reason. Not a single thought given to any pervs watching from the offices, only desperate cries as she reached another, very different crescendo.