Page 38 of Securing It All


Font Size:  

“Not if you want to stay here. I want this settled. Do you still have feelings for him?”

“No. Honestly, I never really did.”

“Well then, this shouldn’t be too hard of a decision then, should it?”

“But… you said… I mean… what are you going to do?” Her voice trailed off.

The Dom had returned to the building when he spoke authoritatively. “Take the phone, Tiffany. Call him… right now so we can get on with our night.”

Her face registered her surprise at the tone of his request. It was brief, but he caught it… her hint of a smile before she quietly acquiesced with a simple, “Yes, Sir.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she smiled broadly, and it was all Lukus could do to keep from throwing her to the floor right that minute. Two simple little words, and yet they spoke volumes to the Dom.

When she tentatively reached out for her phone, their eyes were locked. She glanced down at the phone to find Jason’s number in her contact list. She hit send and then returned to stare up into Lukus’s green eyes. Several long seconds went by when Lukus thought her call was going to go to voicemail until she finally started talking. What he would give to hear both sides of the conversation.

“Jason… hey… yeah it’s me. I know. I’m sorry I didn’t call you earlier, but something really big came up and well… I really hate to do this over the phone like this, but I need to tell you I don’t want to see you anymore.” At least thirty-seconds float by, their eyes never leaving each other’s while Tiffany listened to Jason, presumably trying to talk her out of breaking up. “Like I said, I’m sorry if I’m hurting you, but really, I don’t want to go out anymore. No, it’s not really you. It’s just… well…” As she paused, Lukus flashed her his biggest smile for moral support. “No Jason, honestly… I’ve met someone… someone I really want to get to know a lot better and I don’t want to start a new relationship with this hanging between us. I’m sorry, but I need to go now. Good luck.” Tiffany didn’t give Jason half a chance to change her mind. She simply hit END.

“Good girl. How do you feel?”

“Honestly… relieved. Even without meeting you, it was never going to work with Jason.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Now, I think we need to get going upstairs.”

Tiffany stayed planted in her spot, causing Lukus to turn back to look at her. “But… what about…”

He quickly held his fingers up to shush her. “Don’t worry about anything. We have plenty of time. I know what you’re thinking and don’t worry your beautiful little ass about the punishment, at least not right now. Let’s just say we’re going to park that for a while and come back to it later… tomorrow… maybe next week. We’re just gonna take things slow and we’ll both know when it’s time to talk about it again, okay?”

Tiffany visibly relaxed and Lukus took her hand, trying to move them towards his loft, but she stayed grounded to the spot. When he turned back to face her, he could see the passion had returned to her beautiful blue eyes. He hated to disappoint her, but he just couldn’t do it. Not here.

“Baby, I really want us to go upstairs now.”

“But Lukus, I thought we could just stay here for a bit longer.”

God, he hated this, but she deserved to hear the truth. “I know what you want Tiffany, and honestly, I’m tempted, but… well…” Should he continue even though it would hurt her? He had to be honest. “Baby, this is gonna sound shocking and I truly wish there was a better way to say it, but I don’t know what that might be, so I’m just going to tell you the truth and hope you understand. I want you so bad right now, but I don’t want our first time to be here… on this stage. I…” Their eyes were locked together.

God, I hate to say these next words. I pray she doesn’t just tell me to fuck off.

“I’ve punished and fucked too many other women here on the stage. You’re special, Tiff. I want us to go upstairs… to snuggle… to watch a movie and eat popcorn… to maybe make love… maybe not. The point is, you deserve better than a fast fuck on the dirty floor of the stage. Don’t you see? Going upstairs to the loft… just the two of us… that’s special. That’s where we belong tonight.”

The shocked look on her face only lasted a few seconds before she let loose a high pitch squeal just before launching herself into his arms, almost knocking him over.

“Oh, Lukus. That’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me.”

It was a good thing he had a strong hold on her, because she lifted up her legs and wrapped them around his waist, trapping their bodies together. Lukus chuckled as she started pelting his face and neck with quick, sweet kisses. He turned to head to the elevator with her wrapped in his arms when he felt her start sucking on his neck.

I guess you said the right thing after all, sport. Now… let’s see if she’ll stay more than an hour before bolting from the building.

The End

Source: www.allfreenovel.com