Under the Billionaire's Shelter - Jamie Knight Page 0,53

together until the warm, tasty head was pressed against the back of my throat.

I could feel him go weak in the knees. It was quick. Tobias braced against the wall almost intensely, and it happened. I could not help but smile, despite the massive cock in my mouth. I got a little thrill from the fact that I could pleasure him as much as he had pleasured me.

The spread was still surprisingly big despite the relative size of the tray. I wondered if Tobias might have played a touch of Tetris as a kid. No sooner had I lifted my fork to partake in the scrumptiousness, than the doorbell echoed through the house.

“If it’s Clementine, tell her I miss her.”

“Will do,” Tobias said, getting on his suit and mask.

He was gone for a while and I started to worry that maybe Dave had come back and tried something drastic. Just as I was ready to go down and check on him, Tobias returned, carrying a very thick envelope.

“What’s that?”

“Manna from heaven,” he said with an absolutely ridiculous grin.

“Really?”

“Or reconnaissance from a hired spy. However you want to put it. Po-tay-to, po-tah-to.”

“You hired a spy?” I asked.

“The guy tasered both you and my dog. He’s going down. In flames.”

It was a shock seeing Tobias so angry. I knew it wasn’t directed at me, which was pretty much the only thing stopping me from wetting myself in the moment.

He really was the most physically imposing man I had even seen in real life. I just didn’t notice it most of the time because he was so calm and nice. The few times I had seen him really angry was when Dave had tried to hurt me. My own, personal champion.

“I wonder what he found out.”

“You might want to brace yourself, pumpkin. I doubt it is going to be very nice.”

“How do you know?”

“I’ve met him, remember? I also have a strange feeling your lives together weren’t the happiest.”

“You can say that again!”

“He was rough. Hurt you.”

“Is it that obvious?” I asked.

“Only to me and Clementine. Tragedy tends to show to those who have also experienced it.”

I couldn’t even think of someone hurting sweet Clementine. The very idea that she might have been through even a fraction of what I had experienced made me really sad. I knew something had happened to Tobias.

He never talked about it, but there were small signs. Not least the small scars that marked various parts of his body and what seemed to be a strong sense of justice. He was willing to cross the line of strict legality if he had to, using the skills of the morally dubious to bring down true villains.

“Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” I said, subtly wiping away a tear.

I could feel my breakfast in my tummy. It didn’t make an escape attempt but could tell it was thinking on the matter. The pictures were graphic, clearly composed in vivid black and white. I remembered when he had taken them. Each of our daily fuck sessions ended with and impromptu photo-shoot when I was too tired and beaten to resist. But it seemed that this was the idea.

“These are all online?” I asked.

“Yes. On ‘specialist’ sites. Mostly on the dark web. They wouldn’t be widely circulated but they are there. Apparently, he was paid quite handsomely for them. Torture porn is one of the most popular genres.”

I lost it. I was trying not to cry and stay strong for him. I couldn’t. All of a sudden, I was 23 again being hog tied on the floor, my black eye still throbbing after the fact. Dave was saying how sexy I looked. I didn’t know if I actually believed him, or if I was just afraid of him hurting me even worse.

Tobias enveloped me. His strong, gentle arms wrapped easily around my body, holding me and protecting me from harm. I put my head against his hard chest, sinking further into his loving embrace.

When I came back to reality, I pulled reluctantly away from his comforting wrap, wiping the tears from my eyes. Clearing everything thing off the bed with his business face on, Tobias sat on the bed in the lotus position. As if I could read his mind, I did the same, sitting across from him in the same position.

Hands flat on his knees, Tobias started to take regular deep breaths. I tried the same, matching his rhythm as closely as I could. As I breathed, the sound came to resemble the