Haynes, K. R. - The Light in Her Eyes [In Her Eyes] (Siren Publishing Classic) (14 page)

The need to feel him wrapped tightly around her, his lips devouring hers, was something she had been longing for. They had spent so many days apart—too many days apart. She needed him, now more than ever before. Chloe had never felt more vulnerable or more scared of his love for her and of her own love for him. Yet at the same time she wanted to be accepting of his love for her and of giving hers to him. But how could she when it had to end?

His possession of her was something else she had yearned to experience again, something she had missed from this time apart. Here in his arms now as he bathed her, Chloe could sense Jon’s need to possess her growing.
He wanted to mark her as
his
. More than anything she wanted to be marked as
his
.

She realised then that his possession gave her the comfort she had been seeking these last few days. Hell, even these last few hours. Here in his arms lay everything she had ever wanted and more. Randall was a gift to her. A rare treasure she never wanted to give up.

Now here she stood in the shower with him while he soaped and worshiped every flaw on her body every part of her with such gentleness it took her breath away. Chloe found herself wanting to weep at the tenderness he gave her so freely, even when she hadn’t earned the right to be cared for in such away after disobeying him.

The feel of his hardened length pressing against the damp folds of her pussy had her widening her stance for him. She needed him and he needed her. He slid into her core effortlessly, like she had been made for him and him alone. She moaned his name while feeding hungrily at his lips. She kissed him with all she was worth. Chloe felt honoured that Randall allowed her to control the kiss. He even handed over permission for her tongue to duel with his so she could taste him. His unique taste and flavour was something she could get addicted to very easily as it burst to life in her mouth.

With his hips continuing to drive forward, forcing his cock to be buried deep inside her, Chloe couldn’t help but grind her pelvis against him. His movements were gradual and precise. His cock hit her G-spot on every forward thrust of his hips, forcing a cry to fall from her lips. He was compelling her with his actions to experience every inch of his impressive length inside of her. There was no escaping the sense of being filled by him.

His arms surrounded her just like his love surrounded her. There wasn’t one part of her where she didn’t feel him. Randall was everywhere. He was inside of her. He was outside of her, covering her body with his warmth. He enveloped her heart with his love. Randall made sure she could feel him all the way to her heart. Chloe couldn’t help but to surrender to the passion he had stirred up inside of her.

She let go.

She came for him on his command and bathed his cock with her juices. Her climax was so strong she needed his arms to hold her upright. When he recaptured her lips with his he feasted on them like a man who had just found his soul mate. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her, then felt him let go. His warm seed spilled deep into her core. His groaned vibrated against her lips.

A blissful aura enveloped them both as warm water slid over their naked bodies. Holding on to him tightly, Chloe touched her lips to his chest. She could feel Randall softening inside of her. She was reluctant to let go of him, not wanting to lose the connection she had with him. Or feel the emptiness that followed when he finally slipped free from her pussy. Their combined releases spilled down her leg and onto the shower floor.

She loved being here like this with him. Loved the way he cherished her body and the pleasure he alone could give her. She still needed to tell him why she had gone out alone tonight. She also knew she had to tell him about the new message she had received. However, Chloe refused to spill to Jon how deeply she found herself falling for him. And she sure wasn’t about to open up to him about how her feelings scared her to death, either. Once they were both washed, he tugged her out of the shower and dried her off before drying himself off. When her gaze drifted up to his, Chloe could see everything Jon held in his heart for her. Swallowing back more tears, she allowed him to gather her into his arms
and carry her into their bedroom.

The soft glow emanating from the full moon was the only source of light in their room. The only sound to be heard came from their combined breathing.
No words were spoken as he gently lowered her onto the bed
and rolled her onto her stomach.
Hugging a pillow underneath her chin with her arms, Chloe waited to see what Jon was going to do next.

When she heard the sound of liquid being squeezed out of a bottle she instantly became anxious.
They hadn’t had anal sex yet. Randall had told her he wanted to try it with her when she was ready, too. Chloe had never tried it before and was in two minds whether she wanted to or not. She knew that he would be gentle with her and would go slow being he would be her first. She just wasn’t sure she was up to giving it a try tonight though.

* * * *

Rubbing the warming oil in his hands, Randall c
limbed up onto the bed so he could straddle Chloe’s thighs.
He could sense her nervousness about what he was going to do to her through the tension in her body. She had probably never anticipated this though. Positioning his hands on her shoulders, Randall began massaging them. He planned to rub and knead all the knots out of her muscles. After being in a submissive pose for so long he knew her muscles would be aching and tight. He planned on removing every single one of her knots and aches from her tired muscles tonight.

When Chloe tensed up underneath his touch, Randall leant forward until his lips caressed over her ear. “Relax, lover, let me take care of you,” he whispered to her.

She relaxed then, breathing deeply and slowly. Her eyes lowered, her dark lashes caressing the tops of her cheeks. It wasn’t long before she fell asleep underneath his hands.

Once he finished massaging her back, shoulders, and legs, Randall tucked Chloe into their bed then slid in beside her. Feeling his presence next to her, Chloe moved in her sleeping state, curling her warm, naked body up against his own. He kissed the top of her head, and ever so quietly he said the words he had been aching to say to her once again. Only this time his heartfelt message wouldn’t be heard.
His words were barely above a whisper and
nowhere near loud enough for her to hear them. “Sleep well, my precious one, my only one. Sleep well this night, my lover.”

It was a dream he had dreamt a thousand times, now a reality that had come true. Chloe was in every way his again.

Only this time Randall wasn’t going to give her up.

He planned to keep her close to his side and in his heart. He wasn’t going to be the gutless swine he had been when he left her all those years ago. No. This time Chloe was stuck with his Dominant ass whether she wanted it or not. And she wanted it. Randall could feel it and sense it every time he made love to her. The light in her eyes showed him her need for him. Chloe craved what he could give to her. She wanted more from him, too. He knew that, too.

Would she let him into her heart again though? That was the unanswered question that only time could answer for him.

Patience had never been his strongest point. However, this time Randall found himself digging deep to find the patience needed if Chloe allowed him back into her heart and into her life as a permanent fixture.

Love couldn’t be rushed. He knew that all too well. It had to be earned like trust. You had to be worthy of receiving the love and trust from the person wanting to give it to you. And he wanted both Chloe’s trust and undying love so badly he ached inside with want and need for them. With his arms wrapped around her, Randall hugged Chloe closer to him until her warmth seeped into him. His head fell back onto the pillow, the last few days of no sleep finally catching up to him. He fell asleep with the knowledge that his Chloe lay in his arms safe and protected. Most importantly, she would always be loved by him.

Chapter
Twenty-One

Sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen the following morning, Randall found himself glancing sideways at Chloe again, watching her eat her cereal in utter silence. She had barely said two words to him this morning. He still waited for a response from her on what had happened last night that had had her defying his order.

However, Chloe just sat there in complete silence. No words fell from her lips as a way of explanation to justify her actions. Rage began to eat him alive inside from her staying mum on the subject. Her silence on the matter downright pissed him off.

Lifting his mug to his lips, Randall sipped at his coffee while counting to ten. Ten seconds, he’d give her ten more seconds to remain silent to his question. Why had she left the house unprotected?

If Chloe had the need to push him this morning, well, Randall was in the mood for her to push him all she wanted. His hand itched to dish out a little punishment on the bare ass of his sassy little sub today.

Setting his mug down on the bench, Randall turned in his seat to face her. “I’m still waiting for your answer,” he snarled out at her.

“So wait,” she uttered to him. Her eyes lingered on the blank kitchen wall in front of her the whole time. Not once did Chloe glance his way. Watching her shove another spoonful of cereal into her mouth pissed him off even more. Her actions told him the subject was closed for her.

The subject was nowhere near closed enough for him to ever be satisfied.

He growled at her then, showing his displeasure at her continued silence on the matter.

Shoving back his seat and picking up his empty plate and mug, Randall stalked over to the sink, dropping his dishes into it with a loud bang. Then he turned and stalked back over to where Chloe sat. He took her mug and bowl from her, just as she lifted another spoonful of cereal up to her lips. The spoon stopped halfway to her mouth when she snapped at him. “Hey, I haven’t finished with that, you know.”

“You have now, little girl. You have now.”

Her body instantly went ridged when he called her “little girl.”
Chloe might not want to see his Dominant side this morning. She
was getting it whether she wanted to or not. Seeing the flare of her irritation flash in her eyes while her hand held the spoon in an unyielding grip, Randall crossed his arms over his chest and glared across the room at her.

“I said I hadn’t finished with that, Jon,” she said, her voice rising with every word she spoke.

He stalked closer to her so only the breakfast bar separated them. Chloe visibly gulped at the brooding look he threw her way. His eyes pierced into hers as the silent seconds ticked by them. To his utter disbelief, Chloe lifted up her hand and threw the spoonful of uneaten cereal at him then stormed out of the kitchen.

Cursing and growling at her retreating ass, Randall wiped the cereal away from his face with a dishrag then stormed after her.
Obviously her pissed-off mood from last night was back. It wasn’t hard to miss her apparent struggle to understand why she felt compelled to obey him. Randall knew it would take Chloe time to come to an understanding that he was her Dom and she was his sub. Her surrender to him was as natural to her as it was for her to breathe. Chloe just needed to trust in herself to let go and fall into him, and trust that he would always be there to catch her when she fell.

Randall caught up to Chloe just as she stepped into the lounge room. Reaching out with his hand, he snagged her upper arm and spun her around so she stood face-to-face with him. He pinned her with his eyes. Her defiance was naturally blazing in hers. That defiance of hers was like waving a red flag at an enraged bull. And he was the bull she was waving that flag at.

He allowed her the briefest of moments to flicker her gaze over him. To his own amusement, he watched as Chloe readjusted her stance into a more defiant one. He smirked down at her, knowing full well it would piss her off even more.

It wasn’t hard for her to push him to his absolute limits. Randall was only just discovering now where his limits lay with her. So for now he would allow Chloe to push him, to test how far she could go. He only hoped she knew what she was getting herself into by pushing him this far. He loved her sassy, fiery personality she gifted him with daily.

Today though, he had reached his limits with her. He only hoped Chloe was brave enough to accept the punishment he was about to dish out to her. There was no way he would go easy on her. They were both well and truly past that point. The thought of having Chloe’s bare ass lying across his lap made his dick hard just from thinking about it.

His head snapped up when he heard Chloe curse him under her breath. With her hands on her hips she glared up at him. It was clearly evident to him, from the words she spat out, just how deep her fury ran. Randall had to physically hold back the sly smirk wanting to curve at his lips from hearing her fiery words.
“What, Randall? What the hell do you want from me?”

He stalked closer to her. Chloe gulped but didn’t move an inch.