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“It’s delicious.”
Glowing from the compliment, she took a bite tasting the intense chocolate flavor. She agreed with the taste. It was positively sinful.
“Jake came to see me tonight,” he said.
Jesse tensed at the mention of the other man. On Sunday he tried to draw her into conversation about Ryan. She told him to leave it be. No one from her family needed to know about any relationship or friendship she’d developed with Ryan.
“He’s worried about you.”
Wiping her lips with her fingers, she looked at Ryan. His dark brown gaze stared back at her.
“He tried to talk to me the other day. I wouldn’t tell him anything. It’s none of his business what happens between us. Do you think I should have told him something?” she asked, not knowing if she’d done the right thing.
“No, I’ve told him to leave us alone. We’re not doing anything wrong, Jesse. He’s got no right to start asking questions or to see what’s happening.”
“I agree. It’s another reason why I don’t want to go to the club. He’s there all the time and he’ll try to ask questions.” She took another bite of cake. “I know he cares about me.”
“The next time he asks about you and you’re uncomfortable just tell him to back off. It’s none of his business what we do.” He repeated his words again.
Ryan started talking about his work and some of the applications he’d declined for membership within his club. She listened, always intrigued to know what went on in his life.
When they were finished, he left the room as she finished up in the kitchen. In the window across the sink she saw her reflection. Looking down at her shirt she saw the pebbled buds of her nipples and gasped. Her face was flushed. Heat built between her thighs and she crossed her legs.
Stop getting turned on. Nothing is going to happen tonight.
She couldn’t help feeling disappointed at her own thoughts. Ryan wouldn’t take it to the next level. After only a week she should be happy about him taking his time. So many women at work complained about how fast their men wanted to get them in bed.
Thinking about work reminded her of the grilling Denise gave her, asking her about Ryan. Next week she hoped he would stop by for Denise to meet him.
David no longer bothered her, keeping his distance, which she liked.
Heading into the sitting room she found Ryan sitting in her chair. The arms of his shirt pulled up to his elbows revealing the array of ink she’d spotted in the week. The top exposed a little more chest showing more of his ink. Licking her lips, she stopped to stare at the pure masterful posture he showed.
“Come here, Jesse,” he said.
His voice was deep not giving her room to argue with him. Staring into his eyes, she saw the hardness reflecting back but also the care within his depth. The combined emotion looking at her made her take the next step, then the next.
* * * *
Seeing Jesse in the shorts and vest did nothing to stem his arousal. Ryan had been determined to give her more time but he couldn’t wait any longer to hear her pleasure. Unbuttoning the top of his shirt, he then rolled up his sleeves before sitting down. He didn’t want sex tonight. Sex would wait. Touching wasn’t off the menu and he’d been a good boy for so long.
She appeared in the doorway, looking at him. Her legs crossed and he wondered if she was dripping wet, thinking about him claiming her for his own.
“Come here, baby.”
She stared at him waiting to see whatever she needed to see before walking toward him. Jesse paused in front of him, far enough for her to escape. He stared at her stomach. The rounded curves of her hips begged him to hold on to.
“Are you going to stay there?” he asked, making no move to pull her closer.
Jesse would have to do all the work. He wouldn’t force her to move closer. Everything they did together would be about Jesse showing her trust of him. She took a deep breath before stepping closer to him.
He reached out, taking her hand in his. Watching their fingers touch then lock together moved him deeply. Her fingers didn’t shake and she wasn’t terrified of him. Skimming the tips of his fingers with his free hand up her thigh, he heard her quickly indrawn breath.
Her flesh was soft to the touch. Going down, he caressed around the back of her knee then round to go under the end of the shorts.
“Tell me to stop, Jesse,” he said, looking up into her eyes. Her blue eyes were wide and she shook her head.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
He went under her shorts going as far as the fabric would allow stopping before he reached her pussy.
“We’re not fucking.”
“Why not?” she asked, sounding outraged.
Chuckling, he leaned back. “We’ve got all the time in the world. Tonight is not about fucking but about pleasure.”
“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.
