Not Damaged (4 page)

“The two are one of the same.”

“No, they’re not. You’ve not felt what pleasure I can give
you.” Releasing his hold on her, he sat back looking at her.

“Are you my Sir tonight?”

“No. Tonight we’re Ryan and Jesse.” He waited for his words
to sink in. “Have there been other men?”

“Yes, but I’ve never felt like this before,” she said. Her
hand rested on her stomach.

“Then tell me, baby, do you want what I can give you?”

“Yes.” She didn’t hesitate once in her response.

Drawing one foot over his knee, he gazed up and down her
body. She was so fucking sexy even in old night clothes. He wondered what she
would look like in sexy silk negligees.

“Take your clothes off,” he said.

Her gaze returned to his eyes once again. When she was
satisfied with what she saw, she wriggled out of the shorts then pulled the
vest up over her head. She stood before him with nothing on. Her pale skin
glowed in the light from the living room.

She rested her hands across her stomach. Ryan leaned
forward, dropping his foot back down to the
floor,
he
pulled her hand away from her stomach. “No need to cover yourself, baby. You’re
so fucking sexy.” He held her hands away from her, locking their fingers
together so she didn’t have any reason to pull away from him.

Tears filled her eyes as she looked down at him.

“No one ever told you how beautiful you are?” he asked,
concern for her consuming him.

“No.”

“I’ll be changing that, baby.” He stood up, surrounding her
body with his warmth. The curtains were drawn. They were alone together.
Releasing her hands, he cupped her cheek, tilting her head back.

With his other hand, he sank his fingers into her hair.
“Your blonde hair is what caught my attention first.” Stroking his fingers
through the locks, he watched the length flow around her shoulders. He followed
the strands that finished at her butt. “It’s so golden and glossy. I imagine
sinking my fingers into your hair, like now.” He gripped her hair, showing her
what he imagined doing to her all the time. “When I’m working, I think about
how your hair will feel over my body as you kiss me.”

“You think about that?”

“I think of nothing else.” Running his fingers along her
lips, he let out a moan. “Your lips are so plump and inviting, I wonder how you
can be single with lips like yours.”

She made to duck her head but he stopped her with the grip
he had on her hair.

“No looking away, Jesse. It’s time you realized what a
beautiful, desirable woman you are. You’ve got no idea what men see in you when
they look into your eyes.” He moved his hand down to cup her throat. The pulse
at the side of her neck beat rapidly against his fingers. He caressed down
until he rested over her beating heart. Her chest rose and fell. They both knew
what was coming next. “Your skin is so soft.” Stroking across her chest, he
watched her eyes close as a moan escaped. “I want to caress your body and bring
you to orgasm every chance I get.”

He moved down to stroke above each breast. Circling her
nipple he watched as her nub tightened. “Your breasts are so large and
beautiful.” Ryan cupped her mound, watching her whimper in response. Moving on
to the
next
 
he
gave it the same amount of attention. “Look at how you respond. Your body knows
mine. It knows I will not harm you.”

“You won’t hurt me.”

She repeated his words. He gripped her face, drawing her in
close. “No, I will never harm you. Even as
your
Master
I will do everything in my power to protect you and bring you pleasure. Harming
you is never my intention.” Staring down at her lips, Ryan couldn’t resist. He
closed the distance and slammed his mouth down on hers.

* * * *

Ryan’s tongue demanded entrance and Jesse opened up to him,
giving him what he wanted. She knew deep down in her heart she didn’t wish to deny
him anything. In the last few minutes of her life she’d felt so beautiful. His
hands on her body made her feel desired, needed almost.

His tongue plundered her mouth, stroking along hers. She
moaned, closing her eyes as he deepened the kiss. Nothing else mattered to her
other than what his lips and tongue did to her. Ryan took possession of her,
claiming her like no other. In his arms she felt alive, not damaged.

“That’s it, baby, give me everything,” he whispered against
her lips.

Unable to pull away, she wrapped her arms around his neck,
sinking her fingers against the hair at the nape of his neck.

All too soon, Ryan pulled away leaving her melting for more
than his touch.

“I’m not finished.” He took hold of her hand. Jesse expected
him to lead her somewhere but he didn’t. He pressed her palm against the hard
ridge in his pants. “I’m so fucking hard for you, Jesse.
No
one else.
I’m not stood in your living room imagining another woman. The
only person I want is standing right in front of me.”

She stroked up and down the length, surprised by how large
and thick he actually was. If she took him, Jesse knew she would need to be
highly aroused for it not to hurt.

“You’re,
erm
, you’re very big.”
Her cheeks felt hot and she knew she was blushing.

“Don’t worry about him, baby. I’ve got everything covered to
make sure you love every inch of me.” He dropped a kiss to her lips. When he
pulled away she tried to follow him, missing his touch already. “Soon, baby,
we’ll be exploring a hell of a lot more than a kiss very soon. I can promise
you.”

He covered her hand, caressing up and down his length.

Their moans mingled together caressing the air around them.

“That’s what you do to me all the time.” Ryan released her
hand to cup her breasts. “Now, these gorgeous tits are just like I imagine.”
His thumbs scored across the tips. His nail scratched along the surface
creating a sweet yet sharp pain.

Gripping his cock tighter, she stared into his eyes, seeing
the arousal shining back at her.

“Is your pussy as wet as I imagine?” he asked.

She didn’t get the chance to answer as his hands dived
between her thighs. Crying out, she turned her grip to his shoulders to keep
herself steady.

“That’s it, baby, sink those nails into my shoulders,” he
said. His fingers glided through her slit. “Fuck, you’re soaking wet.” Staring
down at the floor Jesse tried to hide from what was happening only to see his
arm in front of her face. Fingers circled her clit before gliding down to sink
into her cunt.

Her legs buckled. Ryan cursed, wrapping his arm around her
waist to keep her held up. “Let’s sit down before you fall down.”

He carried her over to the chair he’d been sitting in when
she first walked into the living room. Her back pressed to his front, Ryan
arranged her legs over his so she sat on his lap spread open. “I can smell how
much you like what I’m doing to you. Before you go to bed I’m going to make you
feel a whole lot better.”

Hands caressed up her sides, cupped her breasts, tweak her
nipples before going back down to rest on her thighs. She took in a deep
breath, waiting for him to touch where it burned her so much.

“Please,” she begged, needing his touch more than anything
else.

“You’ll wait until I’m ready. Are you burning, Jesse?” he
asked.

“Yes.”

“Does your pussy need my touch?”

“Yes.”

She would do everything he needed if only he’d touch her to
take away the ache brimming inside her.

“Whose pussy is this?”

Turning to look at him, she saw he waited for an answer.
“Your pussy.”

“That’s right, baby. My pussy and I’m the one who can bring
you pleasure. You do not touch this pretty pussy unless I say so, do you
understand?” he asked.

“Yes, Ryan.”

The hand across her stomach tightened. “Good girl. We’re
just Ryan and Jesse.
No Sir or submissive.”

Each word relaxed her. Ryan in the last week proved to her
he took her care seriously. He’d been the one to stop David from hitting on
her. Work no longer made her feel anxious as the man left her alone. She
wondered what Ryan said to make the flirting stop. Either way, she was happy.

His fingers danced up the inside of her thigh going up and
down. “Relax, Jesse. Relax and I’ll give us both what we need.”

Ryan nudged her head to the side, his lips brushing over the
pulse in her neck. He sucked on her flesh, marking her skin with each draw.

Slowly, she took deep breaths and relaxed into his arms.

“That’s my girl.” In the next moment his fingers slid
through her sex, opening up her lips to expose her clit. He glided over her nub
sending pleasure coursing right through her. “Let me hear those moans, baby. I
want to hear you scream for me.”

Closing her eyes, she rested her whole body against him as
he used his other hand to slide in and out of her pussy. Two fingers opened her
up while he worked her clit.

Jesse couldn’t contain her screams. Sinking her fingers into
the flesh of his legs, she thrust up to meet his hand wanting more.

"Come on. Give me your cum.” He pinched her nipple,
added a third finger into her pussy and Jesse exploded. Her orgasm stumbled
over her, catapulting her into a release she didn’t know was possible.

Ryan worked her body, drawing every last bit of sensation
out of her. He kissed her neck then her shoulder. His hands withdrew from her
body to rest on her stomach. The evidence of her arousal coated his digits.

He turned her to rest across his lap. Staring at him, she
watched him put the fingers he’d used inside her to his mouth.

“Um, you taste perfect.”

The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her thigh.

“What about you?” she asked, touching his shaft.

“No.” He stopped her hand from toying with him. “Tonight
wasn’t about me, baby.” Stroking her cheek, he glided over her lips. “Your
pleasure was all I wanted tonight.”

“I don’t mind.”

“I know.” He took her hand, pressing it to his lips. “We’ll
get to me another time. I can wait.” More kisses pressed to her fingers.

“Is it because of me?” she asked.

Ryan glared at her. “No, it’s not because of you. What kind
of Dom would I be if I only thought of myself?”

“We’re only Jesse and Ryan,” she argued.

“I know. I’m proving to you I’m a gentleman. You’re going to
know what it’s like to be properly wooed.” In one swift movement he picked her
up in his arms. “And tonight I’m going to show you what it means to be taken
care of by me.” He carried her up to her bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his
neck, never wanting to let go.

Chapter Four

The following morning Ryan woke up to the smell of bacon
cooking along with the scent of coffee wafting in the air. He heard Jesse
humming in the kitchen. Seeing no choice, he pushed the blanket from him and
sat up on the large sofa. Yawning, he saw the time was past ten. She must have
left him to sleep in.

Walking into the kitchen he found her dressed in a pair of
tight blue jeans that molded to her ass perfectly. The shirt she wore a simple
red color. Ryan wished she would turn around so he could see what she looked
like from the front. His dreams were filled with images of large tits with the
reddest nipples he’d ever seen. They were big, round, and responded to his
touch as if her body was made for him alone.

Her blonde tresses were pulled back into a loose ponytail.
Strands were already escaping from the band she used.

“Morning,” he said, careful when he spoke so she wouldn’t
burn herself.

She turned with a big smile on her lips. “Good morning. I
hope you don’t mind me waking you up. I tried to wait before cooking.” She
looked a little sheepish.

Glancing toward the light from the oven beside her, he saw
twelve muffins rising.

“How long have you been up?” he asked, taking a seat. Jesse
was the first woman he knew to be happy first thing in the morning.

“Since seven.
I got in a spot of
baking. Muffins keep really well in the freezer and I hate buying them from the
shop. They’re disgusting.” She stuck her tongue out, showing him her horrid
face.

Chuckling, he stared down the line of her body. The red
shirt pulled tight over her breasts, showing the hard buds of her nipples. She
was turned on already. “How did you sleep after last night?” His cock stirred
in memory of the feel and taste of her on his fingers.

“Perfect. I’ve never slept so peacefully.”

After he got her settled into bed, she'd begged him to stay
with her. Ryan refused knowing in his heart he wouldn’t be able to stop once
they got started. She drove him crazy with need.

“I’m glad.” He settled back in his seat as she placed a cup
of coffee in front of him.

He took hold of her hand, pulling her close. Opening his
legs, he waited for her to step inside before running his hands up to cup her
ass. He lifted the tail of her shirt to nuzzle her stomach.

“You’re not going to run away, are you?” she asked, taking
him by surprise. Ryan knew why she asked. He wondered how many men ran from her
after finding out the truth.

“I’m not going anywhere, babe. You don’t scare me with
what’s happened.” Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back
exposing her neck. “You make me so damn proud of you.”

Tears glistened in her eyes. He pressed his lips to her neck
while wiping away each tear with gentle fingers. Staring deep into her eyes,
hope shined back at him. “You’re not damaged, Jesse. You’re perfect.”

“I’m not damaged?” She seemed so unsure of herself.

“No, you’re not.”

The smile playing across her lips would stay with him
forever.

“I survived.”

“And now you get to live your life never doubting yourself.”
He dropped a kiss to her lips wanting so much more but he held back. Time
together was what he needed.

“You’re not going anywhere?” she asked.

Stroking her lips with his index finger, he shook his head.
“The only way you’re going to get rid of me is if you ask me to go. I’m not
going anywhere.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him close. His
cock tightened further, loving the feel of her womanly body close to him.

“You keep doing that and I’m not going to be able to resist
you,” he said.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“I’ve got shopping planned. I want to spend my well-earned
money on you.”

Jesse withdrew, laughing.

“Now, get me my bacon before I starve.” He turned her to
face the cooker, slapping her ass before sitting down. She gave a little yelp
but dished up their breakfast without another word.

The muffins smelled amazing. His mouth watered at all the
food on display. She really knew how to cook a decent meal. This afternoon he’d
be taking her out to dinner.

“I’m taking you out to dinner later.” He liked the idea of
treating her, spending as much time with her as he could.

“It’s really no trouble at all. I like cooking,” she said,
putting the plate in front of him.

She sat next to him. He held her hand giving her wrist a
comforting squeeze.

“I know you like cooking but I feel like spoiling you.”

“Okay.” They ate breakfast without another word.

Jesse took her time chewing over every bite. He tried to
take his time but from the first taste, he was hooked. Shoveling the food was
the best description he could think about over his lack of manners.

“Your food really is the best,” he said, rubbing his
stomach.

“Thanks. My mom is a fantastic cook and I learned from her.
She was always so patient with me while growing up.” She refilled his cup
of
 
coffee
.

He watched her for several minutes while she placed a finger
on the top of the muffins. Satisfied they were
cool,
she packaged them away into individual bags before putting them in the freezer.
She put one muffin in front of him.

“Do you still cook with your mom?” he asked. She rarely
talked about her family unless it was directed at their treatment of her.

“Sometimes.
She’s always has
everything done by the time I turn up for Sunday dinner.” She shrugged. The one
movement showed she was hurting.

“You ever ask her to join in?”

“No, it’s easier not too. She always asks a load of
questions that by the time I’m done answering them, I no longer want to cook.”

Ryan sipped his coffee and took a bite out of the muffin.
“They’re great muffins. Be a doll and grab my case out of the car. I stored my
clothes in there till the morning.”

She nodded, heading out of the kitchen.

Eating the muffin, he wondered about what to do with Jesse
and her family. Did she even realize yet he wanted more than a quick tumble in
the sack?

Only a week had passed yet his feelings were starting to
build into something more. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. No, he
wouldn’t think about the future until they’d delved deeper into their
relationship.

* * * *

Jesse held onto Ryan’s arm as he walked her around the mall.
She rarely took time out of her life to go shopping for clothes or anything
personal. Sure, she picked up the occasional cookbook or saucepan. Clothes
shopping always exhausted her as she didn’t like watching herself change.

He wouldn’t hear her denials and stood waiting for her to
show off the new item of clothing he bought. So far he’d bought her a new deep
red cocktail dress and a matching pair of heels. The shoes alone were so
comfortable. She looked forward to wearing them. Ryan also bought her a new
cookbook along with a blender for her kitchen.

“You don’t have to spend so much money on me,” she said.

“I’m spending what I like. You deserve it. Let me spoil
you.” He kissed her head, moving onto the next shop.

When she picked up jeans or dress trousers, he shook his
head. “I’m not looking to cover your body up, baby. I want to see your curves.”

In no time at all Ryan took over picking out clothes for
her. He arranged to have the packages delivered to her house by five.

She noticed he got a lot of female attention as well. At
around three they sat down for coffee. Ryan wouldn’t let her pay for a thing.
It made her nervous he spent so much money on her.

“We’re going to the lingerie shop next. Your body deserves
silk and lacy fabrics,” he said.
          
“I
know the owner and we can have a private dressing room for you to try some on.”

“I can’t buy underwear with you looking.” Her bottom drawer
at home was filled to bursting with all nice underwear. She rarely wore it but
wished she could.

Why don’t you wear it?

Her physiatrist phoned her that morning asking why she'd
cancelled her appointment. Jesse no longer felt like she needed to talk to
someone. Ryan made her feel whole without doing anything other than being with
her.

“Sure you can. We’ll be doing a lot more than looking at
each other, Jesse.”

“I’ve not seen you naked.” She pressed fingers to her mouth
as she’d spoke aloud. Some of the couples close to her smirked before going
back to their coffee. “Sorry.”

Ryan chuckled, taking a sip of his drink. “We’ll rectify
that when we get home if you want or maybe after dinner?”

Her heart thumped against her chest. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes. I’m not going to constantly tease you. We’ll see how
it goes tonight. If you change your mind then we’ll wait for another time,” he
said.

“No, I won’t change my mind.” Crossing her thighs, her clit
swelled against the tight jeans she wore. Cream leaked from her pussy begging
for another release.

“Come on, drink your coffee and we’ll get you some underwear.”

Twenty minutes later she stood looking at Ryan as he picked
out different sets of bras and panties that matched. He wouldn’t let her see
the price of the items he picked as he handed them to her. They were alone in a
private viewing area away from the shop. The woman, Natalie, giving Ryan
everything he wanted.

“Did you and Natalie have a relationship?” she asked as Ryan
took a seat on the available sofa.

“No. She’s a sub at Extreme and I helped her find the
husband she’s still with. I send a lot of work her way along with plenty of
customers,” he said, resting his head on his hand.

“What kind of work?”

“She’s a photographer in her spare time. Her main theme is
Dom/sub pictures. Some of the club members want a personal collection of
photographs and Natalie is one of the best.” He looked a little bored. “Show me
the red.”

Looking at the red bra with the matching lace thong, Jesse
looked around her to see where she could change.

“I’ve seen you naked, baby. I want to watch you get naked
and show me your body with the new underwear.”

The whole setting felt more intimate to Jesse. She’d never
changed her clothing in front of a man before. Jake saw her naked but this felt
different. Jake never bought her sexy lingerie whereas Ryan was, which felt
more intimate to her. For her, this kind of sharing held another layer of
intimacy she didn’t wish to share with anyone but Ryan.

Ryan’s different.

Resting the lingerie on a stool, she stepped out of her
sneakers then went to the button of her jeans. Without looking at him, she wriggled
out of them then pulled her shirt over her head. She wore plain cotton
underwear.

“It’s a sin for you to wear anything plain,” he said.

Both of his hands were spread out across the back of the
sofa. Glancing down at his lap she saw the evidence of appreciation.

Removing the bra then the panties, she stood in front of him
naked.

“Stand like that.” With her arms by her sides, she stayed
perfectly still. “Now, that is the kind of picture I’d like on my office wall.
You look so fucking sexy yet coy with the way you bow your head.”

She stayed still for him.

“Try on the underwear. Show me your ass while you put the
thong on.”

Keeping her back to him, she covered her breasts in the lacy
red bra. The cups molded to her breasts. The instant the fabric touched her
skin she felt sexier than she ever had in her life.

Bending down, she stepped into the thong sliding it up her
thighs then settling the strings on her hips.

Ryan moaned. In the next instance his hands were on her hips
as he left the sofa to go to her. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to
me?” He rubbed his hands against her ass.

“Take me,” she said, wanting to feel his cock sliding deep
inside her.

“No, we’re going to do this properly.” He nibbled her neck,
cupping her breasts to squeeze her nipples. “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy.”

“Please,” she begged.

“I’ll have you begging for something more very soon.” He
turned her head, claimed her lips before withdrawing to take his seat once
again.

Growling in frustration she finished changing into different
styles of underwear. All the time Ryan voiced his feelings of each item. Every
second heightened her arousal. She was sure her cream soaked the top of her
thighs. By the time they were finished Jesse winced to think of the price.

He kissed her temple. “This is the best afternoon I’ve spent
in the mall.”

If he enjoyed his time then she wouldn’t complain.

* * * *

Taking Jesse to dinner in a luxurious French restaurant
tormented Ryan more than eased his arousal. She wore the red cocktail dress and
the glint in her eye told him she wore the red lacy underwear she’d tried on at
Natalie’s lingerie shop. Several men nodded toward him, admiring his woman
while they did. Some of the women glared at Jesse for being with him. He liked
the fact she didn’t know what a catch he actually was.

To the business world he had a ruthless reputation but he
also held a bachelor style life. No woman ever graced his arm for longer than
an evening. Only the people within his world at Extreme knew the truth about
what he loved in a woman. Staring at Jesse as she looked over the menu, without
the prices, he knew deep in his heart she was the woman for him.

One week and he knew the truth between them. They hadn’t
explored the Dom/sub part of their life but that would come in time.