Taking Chances (7 page)

“Let me hear you, baby, but whatever you do, don’t
move. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.
I have
no intention of moving, Sir.”

“Ah, woman,” he said. “Tonight you are mine, and I will
have all of you.”

His eyes turned to the blackest night. Control
dripped from him. The effect of his domination intoxicated her. She wanted this
and not just for tonight. Her mind couldn’t analyze the why, but submitting to
Jake was a tight fit for an unknowingly missing puzzle piece.

Another swipe of his tongue threatened to spill her
into another orgasm. Her hands took a firm grasp on the sheets, and together
they attempted to freeze the moment. His swipes continued, but at a slowing
rate. The time between brought on more pulses of pleasure, not fewer, to her
trembling body. Jake continued his new pattern. Her body fought the inevitable
release. She wanted the moment to last. Her body violently trembled when his
lips enclosed her clit and sucked it deep into his searing mouth.

Pleasure blocked out the light. Starbursts of heat
spread to ignite every cell in her body. Lydia remained still except for her
lungs, which threatened to burst from her body. Jake continued to pull on her
clit, and the stars continued to burst in a constant succession.

Chapter
Five

His body and mind hummed while he dragged out her
release. The shimmer glowing on her skin alone pleased him, but what lay
beneath the luster pulled at his control and begged him to consider something
more.

He would have called her timid before today, which
may be true, but she was not fearful, at least not in her submission. It felt
innate. The connection between his need to dominate and her natural submission made
the scene fall into place and the last of his rules quake in unease.

He rubbed her wet pussy lips with his thumbs and
pulled the remaining pulses from her body. Her breathing was the only thing to
be heard in the room. The impassioned lullaby pushed him further as somehow her
mind allowed her body to be still. Even after the powerful climax she kept submitting
to his will, exquisite. Not much got him harder than a naked, wet, quiet, and
still sub. He wanted to take her again, but he wouldn’t push. Not yet.

She was a canvas he intended to paint completely
over the next several days. His intentions included every inch of her body; he
would leave nothing unexplored.

She was not a submissive from the club, not
experienced in the pleasure he could bring her. Tonight he would give her a
taste. He hoped to hook her into learning more. He was tempted to hook her on
him as well. It wasn’t just his cock demanding a closer proximity to the lively
creature under him, the man wanted to know the woman. It had been a long time
since a woman attracted more than just the sexual dominant.

Relationships were no longer his thing, but he
wanted to know how it could be with her. Today, he’d gotten a glimpse of her
commitment to the job, the silly humor she couldn’t hold back, and the passion
she didn’t know she possessed. He needed to know her better. He was tempted to take
her out to dinner and spend more time with her.

He made his way up the bed, grabbed for the condom
he’d left on her bedside table, and pulled her into his arms. She settled her
head on his chest and cuddled her body around his. They fit like molded nesting
jars.

It was easy to see now why he had been attracted to
her all day. He would have to thank Keller later. How that man knew Lydia would
tug at him was an unknown. He only wished he could return the favor. Luckily, he
and Lydia still had a lot of work to do together on their new project.
Together.
Ideas swirled around in his mind, and each one conjured
a new wicked scene to explore.

There were many things he needed to know about her,
though. What were her interests? What did she like to eat? Barbeque on game
night was all he knew. He didn’t know a thing about her family or friends. Did
she have someone special in her life? The thought of someone else touching her
made him livid. He shut the thought completely from his mind. Nothing could
stop the warm glow setting up shop deep in his heart.

Now he wanted to share more of his body with her.
One day he hoped to explore her fully. Her tight rosette begged for his
attention. He hoped one day soon she would trust him enough to explore the pleasure
to be found past the tight ring of muscles. He wouldn’t go there tonight.
Tonight, he wanted another shot at her moist, warm center.

“How are you feeling?” He could tell her body was
sated, but he had no idea what she thought.

“I feel…”

He tore the condom wrapper and rolled the condom
into place.

A blissful smile swirled across her face, but he knew
women tended to have a million other feelings mixed together. “I didn’t hurt
you, did I?”

“No, I just had no idea I could feel this way. I
didn’t know it could be like this.”

He wanted to bang on his chest and roar his
excitement. Instead he flipped her on her back, settled between her legs, and
grabbed hold of her wrists.

“We’ve only just begun.” He claimed her mouth with
brutal strength. She tasted like something sweet, like honey butter. She moaned
and tilted her pelvis to gain more contact. “You’re a needy little one, aren’t
you?”

“Yes … please … more.”

“More what?
Tell
me what you want.” His hard cock rubbed along her drenched pussy.

“I want … I want more.” She gasped wiggling her body
beneath him. Her eyes opened to slits when he remained unmoved.

“I will give you more, but you have to tell me what
you want.” He settled the tip of his cock at her entrance.

“Oh, Jake, I’m melting. I’ve never…” Her head shook
in denial.

“Tell me now what you need.”

“I…” She looked into his eyes. “Fuck me, please. I
need you inside me.”

“With pleasure, my sweet.”

His cock rammed home deep into her sheath. He
furthered his domination by stretching her wrists above her head. There was no
way she could move. He had her. He would control her pleasure, make sure she had
as much as she could handle. It would be his honor.

Lydia, this woman, would be his. He could feel it like
a truth. She fit him in all the places he needed, and hell, her hot pussy fit
him like a glove.

Nothing moved except his hips. Bit by bit he pulled
his cock away and returned home with brutal force. Their gazes remained linked,
and he continued his pattern. Slow to pull out, hold, breathe through a
heartbeat or two and finally he shoved his way back in. The power the two
wrangled from each other was unmistakable.

“You’re beautiful.” He smiled when her cheeks flamed
to a darker pink. “You like getting fucked, don’t you?”

“Yes … I like it when you fuck me.”

He didn’t want to raise his hopes too high. Just because
she felt right under his control didn’t mean he should let her into his heart. There
was only one way to find out if she was meant to be his, and those were the
kinds of investigation he could enjoy. However, his impatient heart wanted to
rush to conclusions. He didn’t want to wait. He wanted to claim her in a way that
would keep her from any other man.

“Do you know what you have done to me, woman?” He
pounded into her again. “Your week keeps evolving.” His cock wanted to explode
each time he returned to her hot comfort. Their week could develop into several
different directions now, and his mind reeled with anticipation.

“Oh, Jake … please … I’m going to…” Her head tilted back
as she gasped.

Fully seated inside her, he rotated his hips and
nipped her exposed throat. A swift shift in the rhythm was what they both
needed. “What are you going to do, Lydia?” She tried to move her arms, but he
used his control to further his domination of her body and now for her mind.
“Tell me what your body needs.”

“I’m going to come. I want to come.”

Her body tightened, squeezing his cock, and she
screamed. In response, seed burst from him in a fiery pleasure. He continued to
pump into her in slower bursts until she milked the last pulse from him. The
satisfied look in her eyes tugged at him to stay. His hand stroked her cheek as
he took one more second to enjoy her.

He closed off his reckless thoughts and pulled from
her body. Coldness crept into him when he left her on the bed. It scared him to
realize she already held a piece of him. How had this woman found her way so
easily into capturing his attention? She was quiet, understated, or was she?
His gaze bored into her in an attempt to understand.

They needed to talk. He gathered her in his arms so
she could cuddle in his lap. Everything about the evening had been beautiful, and
he had no regrets, unless she disagreed. He silently prayed she wouldn’t disagree.

“I’d like to talk candidly with you for a bit,
okay?” he asked.

“Okay.”

“Thank you for sharing your body with me tonight.”

“Thank you for asking. This was … different.” She
shifted her hips in his lap, snuggling against him.

Different could be a bad thing once reviewed. “Did
you enjoy submitting to me?” His heart pumped furiously in his body.

“That’s right, and that’s what was different.” Her expression
glittered with happiness. “Submission, it’s a really beautiful word. Was I
doing it right?”

“Yes, you did, and I feel honored you allowed me
control.” She thought submitting was beautiful. His heart calmed, and all his
blood quickly found a new place to gather. “You’re familiar with the term?”

“Only what I’ve read in a few books.”

“Would you be willing to submit to me again?”

Her chin lifted, and she looked right into his eyes.
He prayed she found in him what she was looking for.

“Yes, I would,” she whispered.

He grabbed hold of her nap and claimed her mouth in
a quick kiss. He released her from his hold. Although difficult, he needed to
ensure she understood a few things.

“I expect you to be honest with me. If at any time
you feel unsure about my requests, you must tell me.” Her expression showed no
distraction, but she remained quiet. “Do you understand?”

“I need to speak when I have questions. Yes, I
understand.”

Her sweet face scrunched with a feeling he didn’t comprehend.
There was more to Lydia. Plenty more about her he needed to grasp. It was going
to be his pleasure to figure her out.

“Tomorrow, we will continue. The first half hour at
the office tomorrow is yours, and then I expect you to be in my office at 8:30.
You are not to be late. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Ah, woman, do you know what you do to me?”

“Yes, I think I do.” A wicked smile claimed her
face. “It’s kind of hard to miss.” She shifted devilishly in his lap.

He wanted to spank her, but he’d pushed her enough
for one night. He would remember her back end deserved to be punished. There were
many things to look forward to.

“Good. Can I feed you now?”

A big beautiful smile filled her face. “That’s right.
We haven’t eaten.”

“And I believe we missed the game.”

“Well, not really. I have them set to record so I
can fast forward through commercials and other boring stuff.”

“If possible, you just went up another 10 notches in
my approval list.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

His hands grabbed onto her body, not to grope, but
to hold her back from his escalating arousal.

“Do you want to eat, or do you want to stay in this
bed?”

She hesitated, probably torn between sustenance and
another round with him. She was precious. They both needed to eat, so he helped
her along by setting her on her feet.

“Let me grab my robe, and I’ll—“

“You don’t need that robe, do you?” He grabbed her
hand.

“Really?
She
pressed her lips together. “Can we compromise?”

“Negotiating, I like your instincts. Yeah, okay.
It’s your first night, I’ll be reasonable.”

“You want to have control over what I wear?”

“Sometimes, yes.
When
we’re together like this I’m going to want access to your body, to touch or
simply to look.” He stroked her hip. “Can you blame me? You’re beautiful, and
tonight … you’re mine.”

“Wow. That is one of the most delicious things anyone
has ever said to me. Thank you.”

“Thank you for trusting me.”

“Oh, Jake.”
She
caressed his face and gave him the sweetest kiss.

His heart lurched and ached for her. “Now, what did
you want to negotiate for?”

“Ah, yes. How about I wear a robe, but keep it open.”

“That’s the kind of compromise I can live with.”