nothing else we’d shown each other what a caring relationship was all about. We had a great last night together, and off I went. At first I had a whale of a time. Thailand, Bali all the Brit backpack routes. I met lots of people, made friends and life was great. Then I moved on to Australia. I’d met up with a few other Brits and we traveled together, until we ended up in Melbourne. And I met Pete. Then everything went pear shaped, not that I realized that at first. I fell for him big time. He was a few years older than me, hot as hell and a blond surfer dude. My pussy went into spasms when I looked at him, and when he touched me? I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I mean I’d have done anything for him. And the bastard realized that.”
“A wanna-be Dom?” David had a sinking feeling he knew the answer even before Jess laughed harshly.
“Oh yes, and the rest. At first well it was all fine, and”—she blushed—“turned me on. I always enjoyed that wee sting—you know, where it’s almost sore, but isn’t?”
He grinned and kissed her nose. Her face was scarlet. David appreciated how difficult it must be for her to tell him and could have kissed her senseless for her bravery. When she made up her mind to share her secrets she did it with no holds barred.
“Well, he sort of hit the spot with that every time. Then he told me he’d decided we needed more, and he was going to show me just what it was. With hindsight, I should have seen big ‘hold on’ warning signs. But until then? It had all been brilliant. He’d always asked me to do things, been kind and considerate, and well so reasonable, even when I wasn’t sure about anything. But it was like he had a personality transplant. He picked me up—thank goodness I hadn’t agreed to move in with him—took me back to his house and showed me a room he’d prepared for us. Even then I was so bloody besotted, I just stood there like a bloody moron. You see, I told him the mental picture of being blindfolded, or tied up and spanked excited me.” She wriggled and her breath hitched.
And it still does even if she doesn’t want to admit it. I bet if I put my hand on her clit she’d come in the blink of an eyelid. I wonder if she’s a screamer? How he hoped he’d get the chance to find out. It had been a long time since David had felt so helpless. Here he was, a respected Master and Dom, and lost for words.
Not words, the right words . He could utter all the correct platitudes, he knew that. However, for Jess, he needed more, and he was worried he’d not find the words that worked. He let go of her wrists and cuddled her tight to him. Her breath was warm above the open neckline of his shirt, and stirred the hairs that showed there. This is where I want her to be. Where I want to be. Together with Jess, holding her in my arms and never letting go. The picture didn’t make him pull back. Instead it seemed natural.
Jess was silent for a while. As much as he wanted to move things on, make her talk and let him help her—if he could—for a short while, David was content just as they were. Holding her and showing his support in that way.
“Well maybe it would have been,” she added. Her voice was so soft, David had to strain to hear. “Exciting, I mean, except not all together, and not left alone. Oh, David, I was scared, so scared, and even when I shouted, he didn’t come. I was so sure I was going to die.” She shuddered and he could hear how close to tears again she was.
“What?”
She jumped and David cursed himself for shouting. “Sorry, sweet, I’m not shouting at you.” He stroked her back and nuzzled her hair. “Just at the asshole. He left you alone how?”
No one but no one ever leaves a sub bound and blindfolded.
Chapter Nine
In a strange way, the fact David was so obviously angry helped Jess lose any embarrassment she had. After all, she had been an idiot, and she had felt scared. But on the flip side, she had
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