On Becoming His (12 page)

“Then what?”

“Sir,
I know you took me to the bar on purpose. I don’t blame you of course. I was stupid that night months ago.
Coming onto that guy wasn’t my finest hour,
”
Jezebel groaned. “I realize this speaks to sharing and…”

Interrupting her, Luke shook his head.
“No, you were human. We all make mistakes.”

“But I disparaged you.”

Sighing, Luke rubbed his eyes. “No, you didn’t.
Granted, I wasn’t happy but things happen and you’re a beautiful woman.
”

Giving him a quick smile, Jezebel fiddled with the bodice of her dress. “You know, after that night I was mortified about what I’d done. Of course you knew I flirted and you had even encouraged but to go to that extreme was just wretched. I don’t even know why it happened.”

“Because we’d been talking about what kind of man or woman we’d allow into our bed, our lives. You saw a man you wanted who paid attention to you. That’s all that happened.”

“But what if I…we…”

“But it didn’t.” He watched her processing the information and resisted going to her. She had to forgive herself.

Nodding, Jezebel smiled. “Okay.”

“No, that’s not all. W
hat is it?
What are you so worried about?
” He could see her stealing glances at her purse. For some reason Luke knew this was a last of her independent streak. She simply enjoyed flirting.

“I…” Groaning, she walked closer and then stopped short. “I’ll be right back, sir.”

He
studied her stilted movements as she walked
out of the room, her head down.
Interesting
. When she came back into the room, he tried to mask his growing smile
as the brush in her hand told him everything he needed to know. How simple a gesture and one he would not soon forget
. “Jezebel?”

Groaning, she moved closer and laid the brush on the table before reaching inside her purse. Pulling out the folded note, she started to open it and then shook her a head. “You have to see this. A man approached me in the bar and gave me his number.”

“And you were planning on calling him?”

“No.
Yes. No! Shit. Okay,
I was flattered and I... I was wrong. I should have told you right away.” Laughing softly, she held out the piece of paper.
“I felt like it
was a repeat performance and the whole thing
scared me.”

“Yes, you should have
told me
.
Tell me honestly, d
o you want this man?”

“No. I…”

“Look at me.” Refusing to take the paper, he
watched her face wrinkle in disappointment with
her own
behavior and couldn’t stand the rouse any longer. “Look a
t me. You didn’t even look at what he gave you
, did you, Jezebel?”

Lifting her head, she narrowed her eyes and then stole a glance at the note. “No.”
             
“And did he offer you his bed?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Did you contemplate being with him?” For some reason he could see her wheels turning and then as a flush crept up from her neck, she finally smiled.

“No. I don’t need him and I don’t want him.
I don’t. I will if that’s what you want but I really don’t.
”
Her grin widening, she stared at him directly in his eyes, unblinking.

And he believed her completely.
“Read the note.”

Giving him an odd look, Jezebel nibbled her bottom lip. Her hands shaking, it took her several minutes to open the note. “What?”

“Read it out loud.”

“
Forever mine, Jezebel. I love you.
Why? I mean, do you doubt me this much that I am not worthy of…
Of course, given the ridiculous behavior before. My God, what the hell is wrong with me?
”

Instantly Luke took her into his arms. “
Do you remember what you said to me the next morning after the incident?
”
             
Her face ashen,
Jezebel nodded. “Of course.
I asked for brutal punishmen
t.
I k
new I needed it just like I do
now. But y
ou want…” Stealing another glance at the brush, she nodded. “Forgiveness?”

“
That’s exactly what I’m saying. You have been so damn hard on yourself because of that one night and you have no reason to. Things happen. Just because you’re trying to be a good submissive doesn’t mean you don’t have feelings or desires, Jezebel. I was jealous. Hell yeah and I reacted badly.
I know what type of man you might want to share our lives with and I truly have no problem with the thought but you belong to me and I plan on spending many nights alone with you first.” While his words were a statement, he could tell she completely understood the sentiment.

Exhaling slowly, a single tear slipped from her eye.

As he wiped away the salty bead
, the moment passing between them filled his heart with love. “Forever mine.”

“Yes, sir.”

Capturing her lips, he tilted her back into a deep arch as he cupped her buttocks, drawing her into the heat of his body. Grinding his hips back and forth, the feel of his cock pressing hard against the tight confines of his pants send a shiver of chills coursing through his body. When he finally broke the kiss, he pressed the back of his thumb across her mouth before easing back. His eyes never leaving hers, he picked up the pen, carefully placed next to the prepared contract. “I will promise to love you, care for you and keep you safe, discipline
you
as you need
in a fair and nurturing manner,
and
remind you every day how important you are as a woman, my friend and lover and my sub.” There was something more than just a ceremony passing between them and yet this was a vital part of the next chapter.

Jezebel nodded as she took the pen from his hand. “And I promise to love and honor you with my body and soul, cherish you as my friend and lover, and obey you as my owner.” As she signed her name, her hand trembled, a single moan escaping her lips.

His heart filled, Luke sighed as he watched her actions, emotions racing through his mind. What an extraordinary journey they’d been on together and one of exploration and longing and yet the next phase was going to be so much sweeter.

“I love you, Sir.” Jezebel shook her head as she looked into his eyes. “On b
ecoming his. A new poem.”
             
“You
are his.
”

“I know.”

Smiling, he pulled out the dining room chair and sat down slowly. “Now about your discipline.”
As she shifted and then eased over his lap, Luke raised the hem of her dress and exhaled slowly. Rubbing her ass cheeks, he picked up the brush and realized now his hand was shaking. His heart racing, Luke knew without a shadow of a doubt he loved her with everything inside.

Crack!

THE POWER OF HIS DISCIPLINE

Whoosh!

The sound sluicing through the air sent shivers pulsing down my spine

Yet I craved the anticipation

Crack!

The edge of the tip slicing against naked skin created tremors dancing across my legs

And I hungered for more

Hiss!

The bubbled grunt that erupted from his lips reminded me that he was in charge

The power of his discipline was stunning

Pop!

The silence as he pulled back the well-worn leather forced my eyes to clench shut

But I remained silent

Snap!

The crack of his wrist, the connection made jolted my body up from the soft confines

And he caressed my bruised ass

Burst!

The feeling of intense anguish rushed throughout my body and my mind roared in peace

The power of his discipline was breathtaking

Sizzle!

The understanding of his direction, my punishment reminded me I belonged to him

And I wanted nothing less

Crackle!

The electric pulsing through the air sent scattered pants bursting from my mouth

Then I surrendered to my Master

Roar!

The timbre of his voice, dark and dangerous became an
all controlling
quest

The power of his discipline was scintillating

Gush!

The sensations of joy and ecstasy scattered white-hot heat into my pussy

As I opened my legs

Smack!

The severity of several hard spanks impelled a bedraggled scream from my pursed lips

Yet I obeyed his command of stillness

Agony!

The increasing heated pain sent shimmers of dazzling light dancing across my field of vision

And I rose onto all fours as commanded

The power of his discipline was intoxicating

Slam!

The rumble of the whip as it was dropped onto the floor created quivers deep in my cunt

As I awaited the feel of his cock

Thrust!

The force as his throbbing shaft impaled my ass jerked my back into a deep arch

And I gave him my body and soul

Mine!

The single word whispered of complete utter ownership created the sound of silence

Then I dropped my head in submission

The power of his discipline was perfect

Unsure

She sat quietly, knowing he would ask

And she wasn’t certain what to say

He sat watching, giving her a commanding look

Worrying

Sighing

She fingered the single sheet of paper and trembled

Decidedly unsure

She stood slowly, realizing it was time

And she had no idea where to start

He leaned back, swirling his drink in his glass

And simply gave her a nod

Thinking

Wanting

She gripped the edge of the table and panted

Still unsure

She nodded absently, figuring he was eager

And she tried to know what to say

He exhaled slowly, glancing down the length of her

And lifted a single finger

Glancing

Hungering

She gripped
the paper into her fingers and shifted

Somewhat unsure

She eased forward gracefully, her future resting in her hand

And she grew anxious, knowing what this meant

He rose to his feet defiantly, easing toward her as he smiled

And beckoned her to come

Staring

Thirsting

She stole a glance at what would be the beginning of the rest of her life

Slightly unsure

She handed him the page, their life now forever intertwined

And she understood his command, drinking in the concept

He lowered his head with purpose, holding the back of her head

And whispered, “forever mine”

Succumbing

Obeying

And now she was entirely sure

WHEN I CALL HIM SIR

Breathless, I stand waiting, my hand pressed against the glass

Knowing what he wants and what he requires

There’s no doubt I’m ready and yet I remain afraid

We’ve thought about calling him sir

Chuckling, I finger the thin shirt as my heart races

Knowing this will forever change our relationship, our commitment

There’s no doubt the decision is the right one yet I fear the unknown

We’ve teased about calling him sir

Glancing at my watch, I know its time and he expects so much

Knowing I am willful and he’ll need to be very strict

There’s no doubt I need his strong hand and his controlled discipline