On Becoming His - Lessons Learned (9 page)

“Crystal.”

“Good.” Grabbing her glass, she took a gulp of the martini, relishing in the burn sliding down the back of her throat. She’d never had to defend her beliefs in the lifestyle or her needs before to this blatant degree. For some reason having to divulge her true feelings felt damn good.

Tabitha sipped her drink for a few minutes until the customers returned to their lunches. “I just want you happy. That’s all.”

“I am happy! Very happy. You have no idea how ecstatic he makes me every damn day. He’s electric and amazing and...” Sucking in her breath, Jessie took another sip of her drink. “And to answer your questions, yes to both.”

“Yes?”

Darting a glance over her shoulder, she leaned forward and pursed her lips. “He’s damn good in bed, driving me into blissful rapture every night and he has the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life.” As both girls fell into raucous fits of laughter, she eased back into her seat, swilling her drink. The tiny beep of her phone told her she had a text. Excitement surging through her, she glanced at the screen and licked her lips.

“And what does chocolate boy have to say?” Tabitha teased.

“Hmm… He knows me too well. He wanted to know what mischief I was getting myself into.”

“Interesting. He does know you well.”

Nodding, Jessie sighed, her pussy aching. “Maybe better than I know myself.”

“He is a sexy man, very dominating.”

“You have no idea,” Jessie said as she grinned. Relief swept through from simply owning up to her life with Luke.

“Can I ask you some question?” Tabitha asked as she swirled her finger around and around the lip of her glass.

“Anything.”

“Why?”

Why? The single tiny little question didn’t surprise Jessie or startle her senses in any way. The answer for her was the easiest one of them all. “Because I’m a different woman, a better woman with Luke and being his submissive than without. Because I finally found me for the first time in my life. And because I found the woman who was hiding beneath layers of bullshit. And because I’m happy and content with the woman inside. That’s why.” Lifting her glass, she knew she was blushing, but the conviction felt damn good.

“That, girlfriend, is something I’ll drink to.”

Chapter Four

“Excellent meeting. Excellent. So glad you’re here this week. I can tell you that the ideas you have are hot and the entire staff is reeling from the presentation this morning. We are ready to rock and roll with this. You have no idea. Very psyched.”

Luke smiled, hearing the eager voice of his new client, one that had alr
eady brought two more companies and both significant in size, to his advertising firm. He was getting a very creative reputation amongst both his peers as well as those determined to bring him down a peg or two. “I’m glad you’re happy, James. That’s my goal every time.” James Jones was wealthy, on the ‘it’ list and as the owner of three sports franchises, two of which were major league players. James was
the
go to man about town. James was also listening to every suggestion Luke made. Professionally, Luke was one happy man. Closing his folder he glanced out the window, wondering what Jessie was doing right about now. This was business and kept bread on the table, but Jezebel was his life. The thought always pushed his cock hard against his pants. Shifting, he resisted stroking his crotch. Not polite for business.

“Happy? This black man is literally going to dance in the streets tonight.
I tell you what, how about coming out with a couple of the boys and celebrating? A few brewskis so the guys get to know you like I do.”

“Oh, and you think you know me?” Luke grinned.

“Like butter spread on bread.” Sniffing, James narrowed his eyes. “Just come out with us. You’ve been holed up since your arrival. My bet is the hotel atmosphere is getting old.”

“And who says I’ve been staying in my hotel every night?”

Popping Luke across the back, James yowled. “Horn dog.”

Ordinarily Luke would decline gracefully, preferring to keep business far removed from any aspect of pleasure, but tonight he knew at least joining the crew for a beer or two was a solid business decision.
He laughed as he shook his head. “What time?”

“Excellent.
How about eight? There’s a really cool place near your hotel a few of us go sometimes just to kick back. I think you’ll like the atmosphere.” Giving Luke a wink, James turned in a full circle, doing a little dance.

“Why do I think I might just be in some serious trouble here?”

“Mmmm… Cause you’re with the boys now. I’ll get my secretary to send you an email about the location.” James held out his hand. “All kidding aside, thank you for all your hard work. I think this is going to be a dynamic year for my struggling company.”

Luke rose from his chair and grasped James’ hand. “Struggling? By the time the year is out you’re going to own another two franchises. Mark my words.” His grip firm, he shook James’ hand with a vengeance.

“I love the way you think. Eight sharp and come prepared for a feast of fantasy.”

Shaking his head, he grinned and pointed his finger at James before grabbing his things. “Call me if anything come up
this afternoon, but you’ll have the rest of the papers tomorrow morning.”

“Good enough.”

As Luke walked out of the conference room, he glanced at his watch. He’d texted Jessie before, telling her in no uncertain terms he was going to talk with her at nine sharp. He had to laugh as he headed to the elevator. He was the one counting down the minutes. Pressing his hand across the down button, he thought about the last night they’d spent together and the way she’d allowed him to handcuff her to the bed.

He loved the fact she trusted him more and more. They had barely entered into a taste of BDSM, something they’d talked but really hadn’t participated in. Luke craved showing her off, longing to have others in the BDSM community see just how incredible their relationship was, but he remained tentative. As the
ping of the elevator pulsed through his ears, he clenched his fist, his body shaking.
Suzzana.
His heart was racing, pushing a hard lump into his throat. Now he’d actually suggested the concept to Jessie. Whew. What was his doing? Being ready wasn’t something he’d even thought about.

The truth was he’d screamed to the sky never again and here he was
asking Jessie to share this part of his past, his… No, this was completely different and no matter what she wanted or asked with his request to try some new forms of kink, he was going to be careful.

As the doors to the elevator opened, Luke exhaled slowly. The last thing he needed was to introduce Jessie to the same lifestyle that… “No.” While the word was said under his breath, he could tell the other two people already on the elevator were watching him.
Luke slipped into the middle of the crowd, refusing to acknowledge the fact they’d seen a blip in his armor. But was this just a blip? He shifted back and forth from foot to foot. A little pleasure tonight might just yank him out of his private moments of hell.

Luke thought about the meeting, putting certain pieces of the contract together in is mind. There was still a hell of a lot of work to do but he was ready to take the next phase of his business into the stratosphere. The notion giving him a smile, he parted his feet wide, giving the entire elevator the stance of a winner. Now he rolled his eyes.

As he stepped off the elevator he thought about the club he’d been longing to introduce Jezebel to.
Shameless
was a hot club. Specializing in aspects of BDSM, the locale was by membership only and very excusive. He’d been a member for almost four years, although he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been inside. He’d joined thinking he could have the life he once had before, but he hadn’t been able to stomach the concept. Maybe it was time to rekindle the fire that used to burn. There was also the party request, one that had surprised him. After how many years his buddies were reaching out to him again. Was he ready?

Twenty minutes later he was nursing a
glass of bourbon in front of his hotel window, listening to the soft strains of a soul based music channel pulsing from the flat screen. As he tossed his briefcase onto the small table and pulled out his files, he couldn’t get Jezebel off his mind. There was something so enigmatic about her. Even the simplest ways in which she laughed or walked into a room were beguiling, especially to those who didn’t know her, but longed make more than just her acquaintance. He chuckled at the very thought.

Luke jerked off his tie and rolled up his sleeves before pulling out his laptop. He needed to go over his notes in preparation of what would be a long and arduous day tomorrow. But if he was lucky, he could finish this deal and perhaps at least garner a meeting with one of the other sports moguls. He
thought about the surprise he had planned for her including a romantic night on the town. Well, romantic and kinky. Perhaps he was ready to finally show her off as his submissive in the limited circle of Dom’s he’d continued talking with. The thought remained daunting.

He tipped his head back, thinking about the very night the few men he trusted would mee
t her. The concept was calculating for him, something he’d thought about on several occasions, but just as he’d crossed the barrier he’d sequestered so tightly around his heart and soul for so many years, he’d continued to pull back. And his apprehension certainly wasn’t because he wasn’t proud of having the gorgeous woman on his arm, in his bed and wearing his collar.

Absently he swirled the tip of his finger around the thin lip of his glass, his mouth suddenly dry. He’d wanted to talk to Jessie more about going to the
highly exclusive club, one designed to be by invitation only and after being checked and re-checked by the owners of the club.
Shameless
had been his haven, his entrance into the D/s lifestyle and the single place he allowed himself to be the man he’d buried inside his entire life. The club catered to every aspect of kink and BDSM, showering its members with indulgences few men and women ever participated in.

Taking a sip of
his drink, he thought about one of the nights at the club, the very night he’d met Suzzana. Shivering, he eased the glass to his forehead and had to fight to control his breathing. The night had been so special and while Luke truly had little idea at the time what he was doing really with regards to being a Dom, Suzzana’s patient tutelage, her engaging personality and her unbridled trust had given him the courage to become the Dom he was today. Luke slowly lifted his glass as he walked closer to the window, the bright lights of Chicago showering down from even taller buildings around him.

Palming the glass, he concentrated on a group of shimmering lights just across the busy street. Luke closed his eyes, envisioning the first night at the club and the way
Suzzana had taken Luke under her wing, all sass and willfulness enveloping every inch of her voluptuous body. They’d talked for hours as she introduced him to several of the rooms, each one specializing in different aspects of BDSM. They’d enjoyed as they grew close and the single night had turned into a month before either of them had realized what had happened.

Exhaling slowly, he continued t
o wish he could go back in time. He wished he could reverse the ways in which his needs had grown, screaming off the charts the more he learned. The more they celebrated the dark art together the more they’d more hungered. After four months, there had been little they wouldn’t try as a couple, engaging in edge play hard.

He took another drink and scanned the street. This would be the first time he’d been in a sex club of any type in these years. Perhaps Karma was interfering or intercepting, forcing him to let go of the past. Perhaps.

Shaking off the ugly memories, he turned on his laptop as he glanced at his watch. He certainly had time to finish his what he needed to for the meetings tomorrow before changing and going to the club. As he settled in, ready to tackle the last work for the day, his heart was racing.

****

Almost six when Jessie made it home, her arms full of packages, she stumbled as she rushed inside, so many things to do before Luke called. All through the afternoon she couldn’t help but think about what Tabitha had said to her. Was it so wrong to pleasure herself while he was gone? She knew what Luke wanted, her hot and randy the minute he walked into the door. But wasn’t she always like that anyway? Grousing, she tugged out the brand new paddle and ran her hand down the smooth wood.

The best part about the afternoon had been the look on Tabitha’s face when she not only dragged her into a little known sex shop, bu
t also purchased a cane, a tawse and the expensive paddle. Okay, and a few other delectable items. Smiling, Jessie shook her head. The store certainly wasn’t the frothy kind where women went to purchase goodies and treats for bachelorette parties either.

The men and women took their jobs seriously and were delighted to give not only explanations but also demonstrations as to how each method of discipline was used. Rubbing her ass cheeks, she wasn’t entirely certain getting a whipping by a man named Horst had been the best idea. There was no doubt Luke would raise more than just his eyebrow at her decision. Grinning, she pulled out the cane.

Crack!

“Oh
lordie. That’s gonna hurt.” And damn if she didn’t hope her ass would be stinging for days too. “Mmm… My Sir, what will you think?” Next to be pulled from her bag of sin was a brand spanking new vibrator. She held up the crimson colored wand and sighed. Not only was the thick rubber shaft ribbed with tiny nubs that would bring sheer pleasure, but there was also a clit stimulator and an added bonus – a butt vibrator built right in. A girl couldn’t go wrong with something so snazzy.

Jessie ripped open the package and rubbed her hand up and down the entire length. “Purr-
fect.” She jerked the “C” batteries out of the bag and inserted the necessary three. Hesitating, she finally turned on the switch and was delighted in the oh-so powerful levels of vibration. This toy would give her hours of extreme pleasure, if only she were allowed. Then the last treat nestled in the bag, a slender dolphin style vibrator. Sleek in body, it was designed to be carried discretely anywhere. The very inexpensive toy was the perfect addition to their traveling collection. Now she had to burst out laughing. Who knew sex toys were the must have in travel attire?

Wrinkling her nose, she brushed the tip down the length of h
er arm and shivered instantly. The treat was powerful to the nth degree. Maybe she could beg for a reprieve from her Sir. As she studied the toy, her mind thought about the kink she new Luke wanted to share with her. She hadn’t been able to admit to herself, let along him, how much she wanted to try some kink. Being owned wasn’t everything she wanted. Then again, she had no idea what she wanted. Jessie chuckle. Well maybe the toys were a tiny start.
Yeah, right.

Checking her watch, she groaned and tossed the toys back onto the bed. She had over two hours to wait until she could even talk to him. Well, time for a glass of wine and answering some emails. Maybe some soothing music would help. She gathered the toys and put them
back into the bag. Not a single one was going to be used until his return.

Ten minutes later she was sitting in a slinky slip of a nightgown in front of her computer, listening to
Nickelback and indulging in a huge glass of merlot. This was pure decadence on a Friday night. After answering all her work related emails and planning a couple of meetings for the upcoming week, she sat back in the chair and flipped to the few pictures she had of Luke on her computer. They certainly weren’t big into taking photographs but the ones she had were delicious – especially the ones of him naked. “My God, you’re huge.” Taking a gulp of wine, she fingered the screen and then sighed as she closed her eyes and savored the flavor of the wine. The taste was almost as good as his sweet cream. Almost.