On Becoming His - Lessons Learned (2 page)

“Yes, Sir.” Her entire body shuddered from the invasion and as he continued thrusting in and out of her pussy, her muscles constricted. The man could drive her wild with barely a single touch. “Oh…Sir…” Closing her eyes, she
shifted her ass back, meeting every forceful push with one of her own. Jessie hadn’t seen his this was in so long, famished and almost out of control.

In and out he continued to drive
deep inside as he nipped her neck, biting down until she cried out. He eased back and removed his fingers and in a quick move, yanked the thin dress over her shoulders, pitching the material onto the floor. “Come suck me.”

With no hesitation, Jessie turned and dropped to her knees as she tipped her head, gazing at his face, his sensuous face. Fumbling with his belt and button, she finally maneuvered his zipper down, freeing his already throbbing cock. She loved giving him oral sex and truthfully he never needed to ask her. Almost always when he came home she was waiting for him, on her knees, hungry to suck his cock. This moment was no exception.

“Yes, touch me, suck me. Don’t tease me, Jezebel.”

Every time he said her full name she swooned just hearing the deep timbre, almost dangerous in tone. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she stroked up and down slowly
. Cooing, she took her other hand and traced lines and circles down the length until she reached his balls. They were already swollen with seed, longing to fill her with his cream. Would he or would he hold back from her? At this point spanking wasn’t a punishment to her and neither was standing in the corner or loss of any privilege period. He knew the one thing that drove her completely nuts and forced her to obey him – she hated when he withheld his cream from her.

“Yes. And I have something special planned for tonight.” Intertwining his fingers in her long hair, Luke jutted his hips forward.

Inhaling deeply, the rich scent of the man, her man, was musky and excited every part of her body. Darting her tongue out, Jessie licked across the sensitive slit as she wrapped her hand around his balls, rolling the tender sac between her fingers. She knew how much he loved the way she touched him, bringing him to the brink of cumming then pulling back. The man was practiced in the art of tantric sex and could and usually did hold back from her, but that meant for spectacular sessions of wild passion. The moments of pure ecstasy were intense.

“I said, don’t tease me.”

Trembling, Jessie opened her mouth and took just the tip inside, sucking as she swirled her tongue around his cockhead. She continued touching and squeezing his balls and the slight moan pulsing from his lips was a sheer indulgence. Every time he screamed out her name when he erupted deep inside her pussy or ass always drove her into a moment of sheer bliss. There was nothing like pleasing him. Using her strong jaw muscles, she clamped around his shaft and took him down another inch.

“Yes. That’s it.” Luke held her head with one hand and brushed the side of her face with the other. “I know exactly what I want.”

Taking him down another inch, she held him in her mouth, savoring the tangy flavor. After a few seconds she closed her eyes as she continued to stroke the base, allowing her hand to meet her mouth. She loved every minute of pleasing him.

“So hot. Yes.” Holding both sides of her head, he exhaled slowly. “Jezebel, look at me.”

The command without question, she looked up at him, her heart swelling with love. She shivered as she squeezed his balls again, giving him a playful look.

“S
uch a bad girl. Slide your hands behind your back.”

Placing her arms behind her, she kept her gaze locked
, relaxing her throat as he took control. As he began to fuck her mouth, thrusting in long, even drives, she shuddered and remained frozen. He was in full control of her and there was no way she was going to disappoint him.

Fucking her mouth in deep plunges, Luke grunted as he kept his eyes pinned to her,
a look of lust crossing his face. “Mine. All mine.”

Jessie blinked as she watched his face contort and every part of her was tingling all over. The harder he thrust into her mouth, the wetter her pussy became
, and this time she so longed to touch and stroke. When she was almost certain he was going to cum into her mouth, filling her throat with his delicious cream, he stopped and pulled out entirely. “Sir?”

Luke wiped
his mouth with the back of his hand and gazed down at her, his eyes glassy from desire. “Now I take you.” Reaching under her arms, he yanked her into a standing position, pushing her ass on top of the washing machine and forcing her legs up and out. “My way.”

Impaling her with the entire length of his cock, Jessie threw her head back from the intensity of his thrust. “Yes!
Shit…I…” Her fingers digging into his shoulders, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled her ass to the edge of the machine and then pushed her back, forcing her into a deep arc. There was something amazing about the way the machine moved as he was plunging into her. Every nerve ending on fire, a series of electric jolts coursed through her body.

“Mine. Forever mine.” He drove into her pussy with enough force the sound of his balls flapping
against her ass floated above the din of the machine noise.

“Yes!” Her muscles gripped around the tight invasion, drawing his shaft so deeply inside her pussy, she knew she was going to feel him for days. God, she hoped so.

Grunting, Luke lowered his head and licked across her nipple before taking the tender flesh inside his mouth and biting down.

“Fuck!” Pleasure and pain mixed together until she was clawing his skin, bringing marks to the surface. Every part of her feeling like a wild cat, she tossed her head back and forth as she threw one hand
back onto the washing machine, as if she could manage to keep steady.

“Feel good, baby?”

“Yes, oh yes, Sir.”
Good?
Hell, she was going to die from pleasure.

Harder and faster he drove into her, the sounds and scents of their sex wafting into the room. “So tight, so wet.”

“Yyyeeessss…” Barely able to focus, she dropped her head, watching as perspiration rolled down from her forehead. The drops beading on her stomach, she couldn’t help but smile. She wanted to cum, longed to cum, but knew he was going to make her wait. The thought giving her shivers, she licked her lips and tried to watch every sinful move, every savage drive deep into her pussy.

“You want more, baby?”

“Yes…I…want…”

“Tell me what you want!” Luke demanded, lowering his head and brushing his lips across hers. “Tell me.”

“Fuck me. Harder.”

“Do you want me in your ass or stay in your sweet cunt?”

“I…um…”Gasping for air, she wanted both. Then she smiled, knowing what her Sir wanted. “Fuck my ass.”

Wit
hout a single hesitation he exhaled slowly, allowing his hot breath to cascade across her skin before dragging her from the top of the machine and pitching her over the edge of the washer, kicking her legs apart. “All of me?”

“
Yes, Sir!” Leaning over as far as she could go, she rose onto her tiptoes, arched her back and dropped her head in submission. This was by far her favorite way for him to take her.

Slipping the tip of his cock to her puckered hole, Luke thrust deep inside
and the force pushed her and the steel machine forward, the sound of the metal clanging against the back wall thumping into the air. “Yes! God, I love your ass, your sweet ass.”

“Oh…yes…I…” Unable to speak, her breath was stolen as a series of electric jolts coursed through every pore in her body, sending a shower of color dancing across her eyes. Pain and pleasure, agony and ecstasy mixed together and for several minutes she remained still, her heart racing.

“Oh yes, I love this.” Using the flat of his hand, Luke pressed it all the way down her spine as he slowly eased out his cock, leaving just the tip was inside.

Crack! Pop! Slap!

“Oh!” Jessie shuddered and licked the sweat from the top of her lip as he issued a series of harsh spanks and yet she arched her back, forcing her ass backwards, meeting every crack. Shocked at his vehemence, her legs were trembling,

“Such a bad girl.”

Pop! Crack! Crack!

Exhaling a swath of hot air across her back, he caressed her skin with both hands before grabbing her hips and driving his cock all the way inside. T
hrowing his head back he roared. “Mine!”

With every hard plunge she rocked back and forth, longing for the delicious moment to continue. Panting, Jessie closed her eyes as her ass muscles clenched
around the tight invasion and bliss like she’d never known washed over her.

“Yes…
Do you want my cream?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice rattled in her throat.

“Do you deserve my cream?”

“Please…I…”

Luke moaned and lowered his head, kissing her neck and whispering, “You always do.”

The moment she felt the hot licks of his cum spewing into her ass, Jessie smiled and tilted her head back. There was nothing like the way he took her, claimed her.
”I love you.”

“I love you.” Wrapping his arms and body around hers, Luke pulled her tightly into his chest, his cock remaining hard and buried deep inside.

She nuzzled against his chest, every cell in her body alive. This was one of her favorite times, when they could share the love they felt as well as her submission. As he held her, his heart thumping against her back, she blinked away a single tear and had no idea why she was crying. They remained quiet for a few minutes and she smiled as his cock continued to throb.

“
My sweet kitty kat. Tonight we talk about devotion.”

Shuddering, Jessie nodded as she rubbed his arms. “Yes, Sir.”

“Mmm… Good girl. I’m going to go and take a shower.”

“And I’ll finish dinner.”

“Perfect. I think tonight is going to be very special for us, a new chapter perhaps.” Turning her around, Luke kissed the tip of her nose, his eyes flashing.

“Why?”

“We’ve grown together so much as a couple. Answer me this question. Do you see me any differently as a man than you did when we first were together?”

This was a question she hadn’t expected and she had to think about her answer. Luke liked direct and
very non-cryptic answers but this time she wasn’t entirely certain how to phrase her answer. “I see you as more than my Dom. I see you as my friend and my lover and I love you.”

“
Hhhhmmm… Interesting.”

“Don’t say
hhhmmm or interesting. Please.”

Luke grinned before swatting her on the ass. “I’m the Dom. I can say anything I want when I want.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered and tried to figure out what he was thinking. “I see the man I’m devoted to.”

“A perfect
segway into our conversation tonight. I think you finally found a man who could accept you completely, without hesitation or reservation and not only are you amazed but you’re still scared. I think you love me more as a man and not just your Dom, and the thoughts and feelings are conflicted within you. I think you’re worried that you won’t be able to please me without sharing me.”

On edge
, a nervous tick appeared in the corner of her mouth. “You’re right.”

“Kitty
kat, I’m always right.” Giving her a heated look he walked toward the door. “Finish the laundry and when I’ve take a shower we’ll share a glass of wine together.”

“Yes, Sir.” When he’d left the room she slumped against the washer, her body trembling. Dear God, he was right.

Jessie watched him walking out and realized she’d been holding her breath. She grabb
ed her dress, struggling to pull the material over her sweaty shoulders. When she finally managed to jerk the thin cloth down and around her body, she brushed her shaking hands through her wild mane, no doubt a freshly fucked look. As she yanked open the dryer door, tugging out still damp towels, she couldn’t stop shaking.

Luke seemed different, not completely out of control
, but something was off. He was so hungry, famished for her and she knew she couldn’t have refused him, not that she would have. Maybe the time away had simply created a sexual monster. Somehow she doubted her rather stilted reasoning. Her Sir was a consummate caretaker, always in check of his emotions and needs. He never asked for too much nor pushed her beyond any boundaries. Maybe once had he almost lost his temper with her, but never to the point of loosing control of himself or of the situation. Luke was a calm man, a quiet man and a very good Dom, at least from what she could tell. Jessie thought about the countless articles she’d read on D/s and the discussions she’d had with other submissives on forums. Somehow she couldn’t get close to them, trusting completely. Luke was perfect in the role, but it wasn’t just a role for him. This was his life and he had chosen to share this wonderful journey with her. Then why did he seem so melancholy?

Without a doubt
, something was wrong. While a very open and uninhibited man, Luke rarely talked about his inner demons. Refusing to dwell on the concept and possibly ruin the evening, she hurriedly folded the towels and bustled toward the kitchen. Dinner had to be very special. Devotion huh? Well maybe they could really work through the very meaning together over a glass of wine and a lovely kindred conversation. Maybe.