On Becoming His (9 page)

Do you?

             
“Oh fuck!”
His? Oh hell yeah!
Slapping
her hand over her mouth, Jezebel
nodded over and over again before turning in a full circle. Hungering wasn’t the question.

Jezebel stood in the foyer in the darkness and heard the sound of his car door slam. He was as always right on time. Glancing over her shoulder, she could almost make out his drink freshly prepared on the corner of the table. The rules and the contract were placed right beside, ready to discuss. Dinner was minutes away. Somehow she didn’t think she was going to be able to eat a single bite.

The moment she heard the slight knock, she had to fight to keep from gasping. As she grabbed the handle of the door, she inhaled deeply and opened, feeling like this was a bit of opening to lid to Pandora’s
Box
. Seeing his sultry expression as he gazed down the length of her, finally nodding in approval, Jezebel stepped back into the light as he closed the door. The look of absolute hunger riding his face sent shivers down her spine.

“
Mmm
…
Very
nice indeed.
Come greet me,
drop to your knees and suck me.”
Unfastening his pants, he pulled out his hardened shaft. “Now.”

Her eyes never leaving his,
Jezebel fell to her knees and crawled to him, her heart racing. While this was about his authority, his control, she loved nothing more than to please him orally.
Reaching out her hand, she wrapped i
t around the base of his cock
, bringing the tip to her mouth.

Luke sighed and eased one hand over her head. “I’ve missed your lips.
”

She slid her other hand between his legs, cupping and squeezing his balls. As she rolled the tender flesh between her fingers
,
she closed her eyes and licked around his cockhead several times. Using her strong jaw muscles, she sucked him, taking the tip fully into her hot mouth as he jutted his hips forward. There was nothing like the taste of him and while she knew he would want her to suck him anywhere and at any time, this was certainly no punishment. Taking him down another inch and then another, she relaxed her throat muscles as his breathing became ragged.

“That’s it. Suck me, baby. Suck me hard.” Intertwining his fingers in her hair, he held her head in place as he emitted a series of growls.

She sucked continuously until he finally relaxed his hold.
E
asing his cock out of her mouth,
Jezebel licked all the way the length of his shaft, taking first one and the other ball into her mouth. Sucking gently, she raked her nails up the underside of his dick until she was able to drag the tip of a single nail across his sensitive slit.

“Fuck. You’
re so damn good.”

Purring, she grazed her teeth very slowly back up the underside of his cock and continued pumping the base with her other hand. When she reached his cockhead, she engulfed the tip, sucking until he dropped his head and panted. Savoring the moment, she
clenched around the throbbing muscle
without moving until the first drops of pre-cum became her reward. The taste gave her chills and for several seconds Jezebel had to concentrate on what she was doing.

“
Mmmm
…I don’
t want to cum
too soon.” His chuckle dark, Luke placed his other hand on her head and slowly began fucking her mouth in long, deep drives, hitting the back of her throat.

Relinquishing control, she slanted her eyes up to be able to stare at his contorted face, hungry to have him fill her mouth with hot c
um. In and out he thrust, simply becoming
the vessel he needed
,
and yet she didn’t feel used. Instead she was thrilled by the way he touched her, held her and fucked her. Opening her mouth wider, she kept one hand cupped around his balls as he continued driving into her mouth.

“Fuck, yes.
So good.
So hot.” His voice barely audible, h
e continued his hard thrusts
until his legs finally shook. Tipping his head back, he emitted a single keening growl, just seconds before he exploded into her mouth.
“Jezebel!”

As hot cum slid down the back of her throat, Jezebel felt sated and yet her heart raced from the intensity of his actions.
She continued pumping as his body s
hook violently, driving his dick
all the way into the back of her mouth.

“Fuck…God damn I’ve missed you.” When Luke finally eased back, removing his shaft from her mouth, he gazed down at her and rubbed his hand on the side of her face. “You are an incredible woman.”

Smiling, she licked her lips and savored the flavor of him, her man, her lover and her Dom.

Dragging her to her feet, Luke pulled her into the heat of his body, crushing her mouth with his. He pushed his tongue inside as he wrapped his arm around her back, inching up her dress. When he exposed her naked ass, he grunted and brushed the tip of his finger up and down the length of her crack.

Shivering, Jezebel knew he was making sure she’d obeyed him and not worn any panties. She closed her eyes and fell into the kiss, t
asting the sweet tang of his mouth and suddenly felt very small in his arms. Rising onto her tiptoes, she wrapped both arms around his neck and the exotic fragrance of his cologne wafted into her nostrils, filling her with more desire than she’d had in a long time. There was something about this kiss that was like no other and for several seconds she couldn’t move, didn’t want to move.

When he broke the kiss finally, he eased back just enough the show her a single finger before licking his lips. “You
are
the woman I’ve always wanted and the one I crave owning. Are you ready to belong to me?”

“Yes, sir.” Said without hesitation, she nodded over and over again as his words echoed into her ears.

“Good. I believe you’re more than ready.” Tipping his head back, Luke exhaled slowly as he allowed the tip of a single finger to travel down from the top of her forehead down the bridge of her nose to her mouth. Tracing a circle around her lips, he continued his journey down from her chin to her neck.

Trembling, Jezebel tipped her head back and the feel of his light touch on her skin was a powerful aphrodisiac.
Licking her lips, she closed her
eyes
briefly
as he continued her exploration.

Luke allowed a slow breath to escape as he
brushed
his finger down to the swell of her breasts, concentrating on grazing up and down for several seconds. Sliding his fingers under the thin material of her dress, he flicked his fingers back and forth across her nipple until the bud was rock hard. “Hard, just like I like you.” Easing back the material of her dress, Luke slowly lowered his head and dragged his tongue across her nipple before sucking gently at first and then with enough pressure she groaned and clamped one hand around his forearm.

“Oh…
ohoh
…” Every part of her body shaking, she blinked furiously as he repeated the move on her other breast.
His touch turned her o
n, making her weak in the knees and all she could think about was the way his eyes looked as he stroked her. On fire, she whimpered softly as he
grunted po
s
sessively
.

Luke breathed against her skin as he allowed his hand to travel down her stomach to her
hips, caressing her skin through the thin fabric. Inching up the hem, he allowed a single growl to escape as he took one leg and kicked hers apart.

Blinking furiously, she tilted her head up to watch him, every delicious move he made and the simple yet very commanding way he
held
her was almost perfect.

“Are you ready to commit of a lifetime of belonging to me?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are you ready to give me your body unconditionally?”
Narrowing his eyes, his voice was barely a husky whisper.

Yet she didn’t need to concentrate on what he was saying. She simply knew what he wanted, what he required. And what she was willing to give.
Everything
.
“God,
yes, sir.” Inhaling deeply, Jezebel
smiled
shyly, her blood pressure rising
.

“Take my hand
.” As he took a step back, holding out his hand, he gave her a heated look.
And one of complete command.

“Yes, sir.”

He led her into the dining room and stood at the end of the table, pulling the single chair away. As Luke released her, he pulled out the chair and sat down, grabbing his drink. “After dinner I have a special treat for you. One I ho
pe you’ll find inviting.”

Nibbling her bottom lip, Jezebel wrapped her hand around her wine glass. Bringing the rim to her lips, she could tell what he was thinking and as combination of trembles from desire and an almost indulgent excitement raced through her body, stealing her
breath
. When she
took a sip
, she had to fight to keep from gulping. Dear God she was as nervous as a kitty cat. The thought gave her a smile.
Not cat. Kat.

“How long until dinner?”

“Not long. Ten minutes.”

Nodding, Luke sipped his drink, his eyes never leaving hers. “The journal?” His voice barely a whisper, he tipped his head and licked the rim of his glass.

“I’ll get it.” Her legs shaking, she moved back into the kitchen. As she glanced down at the book, she nodded over and over again, garnering her courage. Fingering the soft leather binding, the supple material was somehow cathartic. Would he bind her in leather? Would he use a belt to discipline her? Exhaling slowly, Jezebel finally gripped the edge of the book and slowly moved back into the dining room.

Luke patted the table and said nothing.

As she placed the book down, she emitted a single whimper. Opening up her greatest fears, her deepest hungers to the man, her lover and her Sir, she hadn’t realized how difficult the telling would be. Freeing yes, but she was more than just apprehensive. She was terrified he’d be disappointed in her efforts. The thought daunting, she took a step away from the table.

Instantly Luke wrapped his hand around her arm, drawing her back in. “I’m going to take a minute and read what you’ve prepared for me.
Please stay and enjoy your drink
.
And so you know,
I’m famished
but not for food
.”

Not for food.
There was something about the words. Heat rose instantly to her face and the way he was looking at her, wanting her was even more
carnal
than his usual look.
Nodding over and over again, Jezebel swayed back and forth as he slid the flat of his hand over the cover of her journal, inhaling deeply. There was something so enigmatic and powerful about every move and for some reason it was as if she’d never paid this close of attention before.

Giving her another savage look, he lowered his eyes and opened the journal.
He read for
several minutes, flipping through the pages
, taking his time
.

And she could barely breathe.
Her nerves on edge, she hid behind the glass and wondered what he was thinking. A flood of questions raced in the back of her mind.
Did I do enough? Did I
show him too much about me? Will he understand what I’m trying to say?
Resisting a vocal grunt, she turned away and nonchalantly brushed the bead of sweat trickling down her cheek.

By the time he sighed and closed the book, she’d drained her glass. Her eyes darting back and forth across his face, she couldn’t tell a single thought.
And dear God if it didn’t drive her completely insane.

Luke lifted his head and sat back in his seat. “You’ve been thinking.”

“Yes. Yes, sir.” The last words tumbling out quickly, she opened her eyes wide as if he’d punish her for her faux pas.

Instead, he
gave her an almost haunted look as he reached out and aimlessly slid his finger up and down her arm
. “I love them. The words are well spoken and obviously you’ve taken your time with them. The poems are so much a part of you
and the woman inside. There are so many deep expressions laced throughout every piece you penned and they’re very vulnerable
.
When I
read
them they leave me breathless and the
re are times I continue
to be amazed we’re standing here at this point, embarking on what I consider to be the most important decision of my life, of our life together. You are an amazing woman and one I love deeply. Truly.
Thank you
for taking so much time and care and for pouring your heart into every word
. They’re just what I hoped for.”

Unsure of what to say, Jezebel nodded.
Every part of her tingled from the way he said the words and the loo
k on his face. Entranced, she
could barely take her eyes off of him. He was her Sir. There was no doubt in her mind and for a few seconds she wanted to shout out to the world how much she admired the man and her absolute love. The feeling was completely overpowering. Forcing her mind away from the almost trancelike state, she could barely whisper.
“I’ll get dinner.”