On Becoming His (18 page)

“What is the expression? When the cat’s away?” Luke closed the distance, standing directly behind her, and with one finger he brushed the tip down the side of her face. Leaning down, he followed with a kiss before growling and rubbing his crotch into her ass. “Do I need to remind you that I own you?”

“No, Sir!” Said almost too quickly, Jessie trembled from head to toe.

He grazed his hand down the length of her arm, the touch slightly rough, and further to her waist and thigh. “I think I’m glad I came home to my woman, my sub. I think she needs a reminder of many aspects regarding her obedience. Don’t you, kitty
kat
?”

Oh God he was testing her, willing her. Breathless with anticipation, she nodded.

Crack!

“Oh!” The single hard slap on her backside reminded her of so many things. “Yes, Sir!”

“Better. I think you need a maintenance spanking tonight. It’s been awhile. I suppose too many trips out of town
has
allowed my Jezebel to play a bit too much. We’ll take care of that later.”

“Yes, Sir.” Hanging her head, she knew he was only slightly teasing her.

Luke slipped his hands down her back to her legs, slowly rubbing down to her calves and back up, finally caressing her ass. “I’m hot for you. I’m going to take you right here, hard and fast, reminding you that you are mine. All mine.” Licking across the back of her neck, he growled again. “Spread your legs for me, Jezebel.”

Palming the top of the washing machine, she remained where she was and spread her legs. The moment she felt his hot
breath
skate across the back of her neck, her pussy quivered. “I’m not wearing any panties, Sir.”

“I know.” Leaning down, Luke brushed his lips over her skin before darting his tongue out, dragging the tip through several salty beads of perspiration. “You don’t have to tell me.”

And yet when he slid his hand beneath the thin cotton of her dress, pressing his palm into her wet heat, she clenched her muscles and groaned. “Oh my Sir.”

“Seems kitty is hungry for cream this afternoon and she’s been playing with herself without permission.”

“Always hungry, Sir. Always and I… Well I...” Dear God she was more than hungry. Was he suddenly angry with her? Her nerves on end, she simply waited to see what he was going to do, anticipation killing her.

Swirling his finger across her sensitive tissue, he nipped the nape of her neck and growled. “I own you and you do only what I tell you to do, when I allow you to. You are here to please me.”

“And I’m devoted to you.” The words slipping out, Jessie was concerned about his reaction. He’d told her never to say the word unless she’d thought about the meaning clearly and given the fact she’d obviously disobeyed some unstated rule, how would he react? When he hesitated, she cringed.
Please oh please let him believe me.

Easing back, Luke inhaled deeply as he pushed three fingers deep inside. When he spoke, his voice was barely a whisper. “I know, my Kat. I know. You have my heart.” Tugging back her head, he leaned down, hovering over her until their lips barely touched. “You belong to me and I want you.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her entire body shuddered from the invasion and as he continued thrusting in and out of her pussy, her muscles constricted. The man could drive her wild with barely a single touch. “Oh…Sir…” Closing her eyes, she shifted her ass back, meeting every forceful push with one of her own.

In and out he continued to drive into her cunt as he nipped her neck, biting down until she cried out. He eased back and removed his fingers and in a quick move, yanked the thin dress over her shoulders, pitching the material onto the floor. “Come suck me.”

With no hesitation, Jessie turned and dropped to her knees as she tipped her head, gazing at his face, his sensuous face. Fumbling with his belt and button, she finally maneuvered his zipper down, freeing his already throbbing cock. She loved giving him oral sex and truthfully he never needed to ask her. Almost always when he came home she was waiting for him, on her knees, hungry to suck his cock. This moment was no exception.

“Yes, touch me, suck me. Don’t tease me, Jezebel.”

Every time he said her full name she swooned just hearing the deep timbre, almost dangerous in tone. Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she stroked up and down slowly as she took her other hand and traced lines and circles down the length until she reached his balls. They were already swollen with seed, longing to fill her with his cream. Would he or would he hold back from her? Spanking wasn’t a punishment to her and neither was standing in the corner or loss of any privilege period. He knew the one thing that drove her completely nuts and forced her to obey him – she hated when he withheld his cream from her.

“Yes. And I have something special planned for tonight.” Intertwining his fingers in her long hair, Luke jutted his hips forward.

Inhaling deeply, the rich scent of the man, her man, was musky and excited every part of her body. Darting her tongue out, she licked across the sensitive slit as she wrapped her hand around his balls, rolling the tender sac between her fingers. She knew how much he loved the way she touched him and could bring him to the brink of
cumming
and then pull back. The man was practiced in the art of tantric sex and could and usually did hold back from her, but that meant for spectacular sessions of wild sex.

“I said, don’t tease me.”

Coming in the fall of 2012…

Enjoy Jessie and Luke’s continuing journey

BONUS SECTION – EXCERPT FROM THE
RECENTLY RELEASED
BOOK

SWELTER - PHOENIX

SYNOPSIS

Betrayal?
Monica Preston ate betrayal for breakfast and refused to allow the damning fact that the very man of her dreams had decided on a younger and thinner version of herself
to stymy her heart
. Everything would’ve been all right if her entire career hadn’t been riding on the fact she was sleeping with h
er boss. Somehow the perks
seemed to have dried up
in a flash
. When an unexpected call from a family member came, she jumped at the chance
of getting the
hell out of Chicago. Unfortunately the sweltering heat of Phoenix Arizona didn’t suit her city slicker ways. That is until she met three of the most gorgeous cowboys this side of the Mississippi and her bad girl fantasies kicked into high gear. But she had a job to do and one that would stretch her boundaries. There was no time for a shameless tryst.
In a move similar to selling her soul to the devil, she figured out a plan to save the ranch. Unfortunately the decision was one that might condemn her with the men she was falling hard for.

Thorne and Dylan Kemp were identical twins, but there was l
ittle about them similar in hungers
or
in their
soul. Their beloved dude ranch, one that had been in their family for generations, was in threat of foreclosure and they had no clue how to change the inevitable. After all, a respected friend had squandered away their inheritance. When a voluptuous beauty arrived to change their lot in life, Dylan was incensed and committed to exposing her as the enemy. Determined to get to the bottom of the rouse, Thorne discovered every inch of the beautiful woman
carnally and longed
for more than a casual fling
.
As he and Dylan came to terms with their respective desires for the woman, both realized they wanted to share her for life. Just as they believed they could have everything they’d ever longed for -- including a wife -- her suspected betrayal resurfaced. And then tragedy struck, forcing them to question their deepest beliefs. When
the truth behind the
ranch’s demise was revealed,
for one of
them, life would
change
forever
.

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SWELTER – PHOENIX

Chapter One

“Come here, baby. I’m rock hard and need to slip my cock deep inside of you.

Sauntering toward him, Monica grinned and licked her lips, freshly stained a deep
ruby color and exactly the shade
Mike loved. “Who me?” Wagging her finger, she swished her hips back and forth playfully.

“You heard me. I’
m your boss
in and out of bed
.”

“I guess you are, but only here at the office.” Unfastening her coat, she eased the thin material off her shoulders,
enjoying
the soft sounds as it hit t
he floor around them. Now s
tanding only in four-inch stilettos, there was nothing like seeing the way his hungry eyes drank in every inch of her curvaceous body. While this wasn’t her normal behavior, she was ready to kick up the heat in their relationship. There was
truly something so exhilarating about
being very naughty after hours. After all, her sexy boyfriend owned the posh business. They could afford to take a couple of sinful risks.

“I said come here or the birthday girl is going to be planted over my ass and receive a long, hard spanking.”

“Maybe I’d like that.” God, yes she would. She’d been craving more than just vanilla sex for so damn long.

Crooking his finger, Mike raised his eyebrow and huffed. “Now.”

Inching forward, when he reached out and yanked her forward, forcing her into the heat of his body
,
she gasped. When he crushed her mouth with his,
pressing
his tongue deep inside, she moaned. When he reached behind her and gave her a series of hard cracks on the ass, she melted.

Crack! Pop! Slap!

Shuddering, Monica c
losed her eyes and longed to beg
him for more. Their tongues entwining, shivers skated down her spine and all she could do was place her hands on his shoulders, submitting to his desires. This just wasn’t her man at all. And damn, her pussy was clenching with desire. When he broke the kiss, she purred
and inhaled his exotic scent that was all male
. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Can’t I desire my woman?” His voice was gruff, filled with a lust filled husk. He pushed her back and nodded toward his crotch. “Take out my cock.”

“God,
yes.” Fiddling with his buckle
and belt, it took her two full minutes to free his throbbing shaft. Inhaling deeply, the scent of him, musky and exotic, filled her nostrils and she wanted nothing more than to suck him until he came into her mouth. Flicking her finger back and forth across his cockhead, she pursed her lips and cooed. “Should I suck you, baby?”

“Later. You can clean off my cock. I have other things in mind for yo
u tonight. You’re s
uch a damn bad girl
teasing me all day long, c
oming into my office half dressed. I need to punish you for hours.” Chuckling darkly, he thrust her over his knees and began to spank her methodically and evenly from one cheek to the other.

Crack! Pop!

“
Oooohhh
…” Monica squealed as she wiggled in his arms and knew her juice was trickling down onto his pants already.

Slap! Crack! Slap!

“Your ass is going to be red and on fire for a very long time. Just like you deserve.” His voice growled into the oversized space.

She lay limp in his arms as the
heated discipline
continued and she was already sated from the
dramatic
change in his demeanor. “
Mmmm
…”

“Now I fuck you.” When he was finished, he yanked her up and in a split second forced her legs around his waist, impaling her in one deep thrust.

“Fuck!” Clawing his arms, Monica moaned and threw her head back. This was pure heaven.

Monica Preston adjusted her sunglasses as she climbed out of the rental car, studying the façade of the building with growing interest, and pushed back the same memory she’d been thinking about all damn
day long
. Hot sex. “Damn it!” There was no going back – not to Mr. Jerkoff anyway. Sighing, she furiously wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead before they trickled into her makeup yet again. Not only was it sweltering outside,
but
the air conditioning in the way too small car just couldn’t keep up with the damn Arizona desert heat. Why the hell she’d agreed to a temporary job selling timeshares for her cousin’s dude ranch she’d never know. Perhaps she needed a damn
cat-scan
. Even the name of the place seemed daunting or perhaps telling.
Pensive Steed
was at least catchy.

The thought giving her a needed chuckle, she glanced around the perimeter and had to admit the scenery was breathtaking. From the craggy mountains to the prickly cactus and brightly decorated wildflowers adorning even the highways, Phoenix was a beautiful city. Unfortunately along with hating extreme heat, she loathed being outside of her beloved Chicago – for any reason. Born and raised on a farm smack in the middle of nowhere, the minute she landed in the prestigious city she was hooked. Without a doubt she preferred being able to indulge in shops and clubs, donning her finest slinky dresses and heels rather dowdy attire.