On Becoming His - Lessons Learned (10 page)

Now she was as wet as she’d been in months. Jessie took another sip and set the glass down as she opened her legs.
Yummy.
She was almost shocked how strong the scent was tonight. Shaking her head, she couldn’t resist swiping her finger around her clit, just once. And then she remembered what he’d told her. Instantly she felt like her hand was on fire. Sir Luke had more than just a power over her, he was all consuming in what he wanted. “Okay fine. No playing with myself.” What had Tabitha reminded her? Oh yes. She was still a woman after all and if she wasn’t going to consider herself a slave with their relationship then she should have certain rights and one of them was to be able to masturbate. Yeah, that had gotten the tables around them flustered to the point one of them up and left.

Then management had been called. So they were two frisky girls hungry for men and hot sex and… Well, the sexy waiter would have complied easily enough. Hell, the man had accidentally run into her when she’d walked to the bathroom, pinning her against the wall for a full five seconds. Somehow the sensation of his hand between her legs had been too weird. Good, but weird. Chuckling, she drank more of her wine
before falling into a dream state.

She couldn’t help but think about the way Luke looked at her, the very way his eyes scanned every inch of her body, hunger building to the point he held a carnal look, a need to devour her. Jessie closed her eyes as she absently dragged her finger around and around the lip of her wine glass. Of course his eyes were the very entrance to his soul and in Luke’s case, they were a haunting reminder of the man who hid behind a veiled mask.

Jessie sat back in her seat and almost instantly a scattered myriad of sensuous thoughts roamed the dark crevices of her mind. Luke was such a powerful man in his quiet prowess and the very look in his intense gaze. Grabbing her journal and her favorite red pen, she took a sip then a gulp of wine as the words flowed from her mind.

Unaware of how long she’d spent on penning the poem, she cocked her head, glancing down at the paper before grinning and rising from the chair. As she headed for
the kitchen to refill her wine, she selected her very favorite CD. Adele somehow seemed perfect for the night – a night so very much alone and now hungry as well as lonely. “I said fire, to the rain…” Singing the words as she glided into the kitchen, she couldn’t get the thought about his sexy body, the way his hands cupped her breasts or the very sultry scent of him out of her mind.

Her hand was shaking as she refilled her wine. The fact Luke continued to have such an incredible hold over her was perhaps the most intense level of raw emotions she’d ever had. Glancing at the clock she smiled. He’d be calling soon enough. Maybe she would read him the piece she’d created.
Mmm… She walked back into the living room to try and quickly type up the latest addition to her every growing book of poems and short stories. Her life with Sir Luke was certainly inspiring.

His Eyes

His words excited me

Passion and desire laced in every phrase

I tingled because he reminded me

Of intimacy lost from haunted days

And I stopped breathing

His voice ignited me

Sensuality and longing sweeping through my soul

I trembled because he blinded me

With his concentrated level of control

And I lost my inhibitions

His kiss enticed me

Dark cravings scintillating my inner being

I shivered because he defied me

From his all consuming way of freeing

And I allowed him inside

His touch electrified me

A wild fire burning every cell furrowed so deep

I was humbled because he showered me

With a drug induced state, insatiable heat

And my primal needs grew savage

His power enveloped me

The gentle yet commanding way in which he whispered

I was awed by his sense of the woman inside, the vulnerability in me

Simple requests, complete respect in every word he issued

And I had never felt such joy

His eyes unbridled me

The window to the man inside, full of intensity

I was in shock by our intense connection, his complete understanding of me

Together we’ll break the chains of shadowed complexity

And then in ownership he’ll set me free…

****

“
What do you think about the place?”

Luke sat back in his seat, admiring the club. While
Dark and Delicious
was a pale reminder of
Shameless
, he certainly could appreciate the neon infused club. He glanced at James and smiled. “Very nice.”

“Nice? Boys, this man says our club is merely nice? What say you?” James chortled as he raised his glass.

“He has no idea what he’s talking about.”

“He’ll learn.”

“Give him thirty minutes.”

“My boys are
gonna tell ya,” James added as he laughed.

Grinning, Luke glanced at his watch. It was only a little after eight. “I’m game tonight for just about anything.”

“Good,” James said as he leaned over the table and pointed his finger. “Meet my posse. The snappy dresser is Marcus Wells. Mr. know-it-all is Samuel Martin and the strapping and still growing boy is Kyle,
Big Dog
, Ravens. Boys, meet the man who is single handedly going to take my little Franchise into the big time.”

“Outstanding!
” Big Dog said as he slapped the table.

“About time,” Marcus added.

“And what’s our cut?” Samuel lifted his eyebrow, a mischievous grin riding his face.

“Funny boys. See what I have to put up with?” James took a gulp of his beer.

Luke smiled as the instant feeling of camaraderie squelched the last of his concerns. “Well, I do have a team around me.”

“And one modest man on top of it. Love it!” James punched Luke in the arm.

Settling back into his chair, Luke sipped his drink and savored the intense and very provocative vibe of the intimate club. He could see various relationships represented, from Doms and subs to those merely into the club for the kinkiest aspects regarding sex they could handle. He’d seen so many levels of kink before and the majority of people were merely into a single night only. “Just a realist.”

“
Mmm… Well tonight you’re going to get as real as you can handle,” James said, his eyes twinkling.

“I can handle more than you know.” Luke wasn’t trying to challenge, just join in what he suspected was a boy’s night out and nothing more. He could usually tell those who truly understood the D/s lifestyle and these men were players
only.

“Well, we shall see. There are some women here who can tempt every desire.” Fingering his beer bottle, James kept his grin plastered to his face. He nodded toward the corner of the room where a woman stood in the shadows. “See the lovely flower over there?”

Luke turned his head, only able to see her hourglass figure and long hair accentuated in the bare shimmer of light. As she moved forward, he could swear he was watching Jezebel approach.

“Luscious, isn’t she?” James asked as he inched closer, turning his chair to face the mystery woman.

“Yes.”

“You know, my
hommies and I come to this place because the owner is a good guy, the club safe and protected.”

“The best ones are,” Luke said quietly, enjoying the way the woman came closer to their table, her eyes flashing as she swayed back and forth to the music.

James shook his head. “Been to a lot of these clubs?”

“A few.”

“A man of so many words.” Chuckling, he looked away.

“Said like a man who
doesn’t need to find sex.”

Huffing, James took another swig o
f his beer before facing Luke. “Yeah. I guess you’re right. We come here to enjoy the anonymity. Sex. Sex of every kind is on the menu and you know what? I’m not gonna lie about the fact I enjoy feeling like I’m king in this place.”

“Nothing wrong with that.” Luke gripped his glass of bourbon tightly, every nerve ending on fire as he thought about Jessie.
He longed to have her here with him, by his side, her hand gently placed on his arm. Hell, who was he kidding? His cock was aching, simply needing to be with her, fuck her. Mmmm…

“So,
I take it you’re happily married and the little missus wouldn’t take kindly to you being here.”

There was a moment he thought he was simply going to tell yet another tale, one he was so used to stating for the acquaintances
who sometimes entered into his life. As he studied the young woman’s smile and the way she shifted through the crowd, obviously an employee hired to entice every man and woman in the room, he smiled and gave James a heated look. “My little woman is one of the most highly paid marketing executives in the country, earning over six figures. She happens to be an incredible beauty and one both men and women long to fuck and fuck hard. Oh and she can suck cock like no other woman I’ve ever had.”

“Whew…” James whistled as he
raised his eyebrow and nodded toward his friends.

“My kind of woman,” Big Dog said through clenched teeth.

Luke tipped his head, unable to resist. “And she’s also my collared submissive.”

For a few minutes the men said nothing, their eyes opening wide.

“Oh shit, man.” James wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“We need to take lessons from him,” Marcus added.

“I’m getting another beer.” Samuel rose from the table, mumbling under his breath.

James waited for a few seconds. “You serious, man?”

“Very.” Luke was missing Jessie more than he ever had. Nine couldn’t arrive soon enough.

“Dear God.” James sniffed as he looked forward, nursing his beer. He waited a full minute before darting a look in
Luke’s direction. “How did you know?”

“How did I know?”

“Yeah. That she’s the right one. That she was going to fulfill your needs?”

Luke shifted f
orward, somehow able to hear Jessie’s laughter and envision her eyes as they reminded him every day what an incredible woman she truly was. Inching forward in his seat, he remembered the very night he’d met Jezebel. The very instant he had to have her, own her. Both her beauty as well as her incredible level of intelligence couldn’t be denied. And he would never try. “If you’re merely looking to have a woman fulfill your needs and satisfy the savage part of us we all harbor as men, then you’re going to be disenchanted quickly. For a woman to give not only her body and heart to you, allowing you to be in control of every aspect regarding her life as well as her soul, is the most incredible gift you’ll ever receive.
Ever
. If you categorize what she’s gifting, what’s she’s allowing as anything else, then you’re a soulless man and definitely shouldn’t be considered a Dom.” The words hung in the air.

James exhaled slowly and nodded over and over again. “
That is one powerful statement.”

“And right.”

“I know. I keep looking. I just…” James looked away.

“You have to be honest with you first.”

“About?”

Luke sighed knowing what he was about to say was certainly something he needed to remind himself on a regular basis. “Everything. You have to face your inner demons or you’ll destroy everything you have together. You’ll hide behind bullshit that gets in the way.”

A few minutes ticked by.

“Said like a man who knows,” James said quietly.

“Said like a man who was burned. Don’t lie and don’t try to be something you’re not.” Luke rose from the table.

Looking up, he gave Luke a look. “I wasn’t trying to piss you off
, man.”

“You weren’t at all. I just need to make a phone call.” Striding away from the table, he clenched his fist. He was such a freaking asshole. It was almost time to all Jessie, but first he needed some air. Grabbing his phone, he wanted to send her at least an email. God, he was missing her.

****

The chiming of a new email dragged Jessie’s attention back to reality. Glaring at the computer screen, she winced. How the hell had over and hour gone by? My God it was eight forty five. She glanced at her wine and realized she’d actually consumed the entire glass, probably licked the damn thing clean. What the hell was wrong with her? As she leaned forward, studying the email, she grinned and trembled to her toes.

Are you ready for me? Go to the bedroom and remove your clothes. Light two candles and wait. Nine sharp. Don’t be late or your punishment will be severe.

Dear God the man had a way with words. Scampering to her feet, she turned off the music and headed into the kitchen to refill her glass. This was going to be a wonderful way to put her to bed anyway.

After lighting two candles, she eased the wine glass down on her nightstan
d and placed her phone beside the dense crystal, rubbing her finger down the length of the stem. Removing her gown, she stood for a minute, basking in the glow of the dim lighting before tossing back the covers. Propping the fluffy pillows together, she slipped onto the soft sheets and leaned against the mass as she glanced at the clock.
Two minutes to spare.
Every part of her body ached. She clenched her pussy and moaned, allowing her fingers to dig into the sheets.

At precisely nine pm on the nose Luke called.

God…
“Hello, my Sir.”

“Hello, kitty
kat. Tell me. Are you in bed? Are you naked for me? Are there candles lit, the delicious scent reminding you I should be there with you?” Luke’s voice was filled with a dangerous husk.

“Yes, Sir. Just as you asked.” Instantly she smiled, hearing the rich timbre
lacing every word. The man could roar and growl and she loved it.

“Good, girl. Now tell me what you’ve been doing this week in detail and don’t be cryptic in your sentences.”

Taking her time, she told him exactly what she’d been doing, only leaving out the part about being accosted by a handsome waiter. That, he didn’t need to know. When she finished she instantly felt guilty and wasn’t certain why. “That’s it. Mostly missing you.”

“Why do I hear a glitch in your voice?”

“No reason. Honestly.” Now Jessie was crossing her fingers. Oh, this wasn’t good. What was she thinking in all of this? She breathed evenly, determined to calm her nerves. “How are you?” They talked a bit of small talk but she knew he wanted more. Casually sipping her wine, a wet slick of perspiration covered her skin, reminding her just how freaking horny she truly was.

“
Avoidance my dear girl.”

“Not at all.” Now she was crossing her fingers. She could hear what sounded like disco music in the background.
Smiling, Jessie couldn’t help but wonder just where he might be.

“
I’m hungry tonight. Damn hungry.”

“So am I.”
A slight breath escaping her lips, she brushed her fingers up and down the length of her neck.

“Good.”

“Where are you?” as soon as she asked the question she could hear a hesitation in Luke’s voice.

Luke laughed. “Always the willful woman.”

“Just curious. I mean…” What in the hell did she mean?

“The trip is going well and my client asked me out for a drink.
Tell me how you’d like to suck my cock.”