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“So delicious,” I whispered reverently. It didn't matter if she heard me or not. It was the truth. I dove back in to flick her clit rapidly with the tip of my tongue. My hips moved on their own to buck against the bedding for friction against my rock-hard cock. My control was cracking and I'd have to fuck her before long, but I fought to hold onto it for as long as I could.

“Oh... Oh, yes... Sir!” Alix gasped and rocked against my invasion. Her tightening pussy told me she was so close.

I thrust into her a couple more times while teasing her clit before pulling my fingers from her and licking her clean. Then I sat up on the bed, resting on my knees, while looking down at her.

Her creamy skin was molten with red spots as her chest rose and fell rapidly.

“Christ,” I breathed and stroked my dick a few times. Precome was leaking freely from the tip. I was too turned on for it not to be. Just looking at Alix like that could've sent me over the edge, but I wanted to be deep in her when that happened. I hooked her knees over my arms and opened her up even more for me before she reached down and lined me up. With one strong thrust of my hips, I was deep in that snug, hot cavern created just for me. My own personal heaven. It felt so fucking perfect I had to stop a moment to appreciate it.

“Master. Sir. John!” Alix moaned and pushed down on me.

It broke the last shred of control I had been trying to hold onto. My hips snapped back, then slammed forward to fill her once again. All I could do was watch her beautiful face, her lips open as she gasped for air, her tits jiggling from the force of my fucking. A thin layer of sweat coated her entire body as she constantly made mewling noises of pleasure.

“Precious. I love fucking you. I love looking at you. I just fucking love everything about you.” Words were pouring out of my mouth uncensored and I could do nothing to stop them, as my body had taken over and I was lost in her completely. She owned every part of me and I had no idea how to let her know. It was about so much more than sex, although I couldn't focus on anything other than her body's tight grip around mine at that moment.

I dropped Alix's legs and fell forward so my weight pressed her into the bed. Resting on one elbow, I flipped open one of the cufflinks, releasing a nipple then did the same to the other. Alix screamed, body tense, and arched sharply off the bed when her release finally found her, even though I was much heavier than her. I kept pounding into her until she relaxed and then pulled out from her still-quivering pussy. Shuffling up the bed, I kneeled over her chest and roughly yanked on my dick. My balls tightened when Alix opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue even as she still struggled to come down from her orgasm.

Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore and my come spurted out in thick ropes across Alix's face one after another as my hips jerked, shoving my cock through my fist. I nearly fell face-down on top of Alix, but grabbed the headboard with the hand not covered in spunk as I breathed harshly. All of my muscles shook with the amount of energy they'd exerted during the fuck, exactly the way I loved to feel.

I jumped when a warm, wet mouth surrounded my rapidly-softening cock, sucking off the last of my release. Without even opening my eyes that I hadn't realized I'd closed, I knew Alix was smiling.

She carefully took my hand from around myself and licked it clean as well. It wasn't something she did often, but I loved when she took all of me even when she didn't have to.

When I got my breathing back under control, I moved down in the bed to lie next to her. There were still strands of come on her face and I smiled at her. She'd cleaned me, but left what was on her face.

“Do it,” she whispered, meeting my gaze.

With my thumb, I spread the creamy substance into her flesh. I smoothed it out until it started to dry. When I started to climb from the bed, she wrapped a leg around mine to stop me.

“I love you too. Even all your quirks,” she said with a soft smile on her face. The smile I'd been dying to see since she'd walked into my office earlier. “Especially because you feel so protective of me and like to mark me. It's so sexy.”

“You
are so sexy and I love you too. Now let's get you cleaned up so we can go find something to eat,” I said, placing a chaste kiss on her swollen lips.

“I thought you already did that.” She giggled and I couldn't help but wrap her in my arms for a deeper kiss.

I'd missed this side of her. The side that was relaxed and joked around. It was refreshing and reassuring to see it again.

“You are the most precious thing in the whole world to me,” I said, feeling my face burn. I never blushed, but apparently sharing such intimate thoughts brought out the teeniest part of me that was still able to be embarrassed.

“And you are the same to me,” she replied, snuggling into my chest and completely missing my undoubtedly red cheeks.

Chapter Seven

~Alix~

I watched as John walked back to the bathroom with the washcloth he’d used to clean my face in his hand. The man had the most perfect ass I’d ever seen. Then again, that’d been one of the first things I’d noticed about him, even when he had been fully dressed. So tight and muscular. I had no doubts about how it got that way. My entire body still throbbed from his recent throw-down.

When he walked back into the room, I watched his flaccid dick swing with his steps as his muscular thighs bunched and relaxed. He walked over to me and wrapped the tie still around my neck around his hand. Tugging slightly on it, he forced me to sit up until he could kiss me tenderly.

“Come, Precious. Keep looking at me like that and we’ll never get food.” His voice was stern, but he smiled, letting me know he appreciated me looking at him.

I climbed from the bed and followed behind him as he led me with the tie to the kitchen. As much as I loved the pearl strands he used as his collar to let me and everyone know I was taken, I liked the much sturdier material of the tie. He could control me much better and not worry about breaking the delicate necklaces. I had over a dozen of them that he’d gifted me with. Always pearls. Always top of the line. Always expensive.

“Sit,” he instructed me, pointing to the counter.

I could’ve hopped up on my own, but waited for him to put his hands on my waist and help me onto the ice-cold marble slab. I shivered, since being completely nude didn’t offer much against the chill, but I wasn’t going to complain because it also felt wonderful against my still-burning ass. As much as it had hurt when he’d given me the punishment in his office, it had only made me fly higher and get off that much harder when we’d gotten home.

When I glanced at the clock, I was surprised that more than two hours had passed since I’d left work. Guess it’s true what they say, times flies when you are having fun. I smiled at the thought and John tilted his head in question when he caught it as he retrieved items from the fridge for dinner.

“Just feels good to be relaxed for once,” I told him as I leaned back on my hands.

“It’s nice to see you smiling again,” he said, smiling back. He went back to preparing the meal and I couldn’t help but watch.

I’d never met a man who was so comfortable naked as he was. It was rubbing off on me. Before all the work drama had started, it wasn’t unusual for us to both be in the kitchen just like this since we’d usually end up ravishing each other as soon as the other one arrived. How quickly that had changed, and I missed it.

My phone started ringing and John put a hand on my knee to stop me from jumping down to get it.

“Leave it. At least until after dinner. Please?” he asked. He rarely asked anything of me so I simply nodded and tried to ignore the loud chimes.

It wasn’t until then that I realized that as stressed as I was, he too was carrying that stress. Not just because I was relying upon him and constantly coming to him for support, but simply because I was upset, he was too. And that had me falling just a bit more in love with him than I already was, which I didn’t think was possible.

John was mixing things in a skillet on the stove when he suddenly dropped the spoon he’d been using and spun on me.

I looked at him surprise, wondering what had happened. I was about to break the silence when he moved between my thighs, spreading them wide enough to accommodate his hips.

“Marry me,” he said, staring straight into my eyes.

I sputtered and had to force myself to close my gaping mouth.

“Uh…” I got stuck on the single word. It was absolutely the last thing I’d expected him to say. Sure I’d thought of possibly getting married, but this wasn’t the proposal I’d imagined.

John slid his hands up my thighs until he gripped my hips, then pulled me closer to him until we were flush against each other.

“Make me the luckiest bastard in the world. Marry me, Precious. I know I can’t live a single day without you in my life. I won’t survive without you. I’ll do anything for you. You mean the world to me and I can think of nothing that shows you that like offering you a permanent place in my life that no one else will ever have. You are the only woman to ever touch my heart and no one else ever will. You didn’t just touch it, you came in and stole the whole damn thing. I am all yours in every possible way. Tell me that you feel the same. Tell me you’ll give me the chance to spend the rest of my life trying to show you just how precious and treasured you are. You don’t have to answer me now. I don’t even have a ring. I wasn’t exactly planning this.” He paused for a breath, but didn’t give me a chance to say anything before continuing. “I want you. There is nothing more in the world I want. I’ll do this right if you want. I’ll get a ring and get down on one knee somewhere super-romantic. I just want you to consider giving yourself to me for the rest of our lives.”

I waited to make sure he was finished and when he didn’t start up again, I took his face in my hands and smiled.

“I would love to be your wife. I don’t think there is any other situation that would fit us better than this.” I smirked as I glanced down at my still-bright red nipples and his tie that hung between my breasts. When I looked back up, I was startled to find a sheen over his eyes. “What? What’s wrong?”

“Say it again,” he said. His voice broke in a way I’d never heard before.

“I want nothing more in this world than to be your wife,” I said, understanding what had moved him so much.

His lips crashed to mine as he pulled me even closer, crushing me against him. Again and again his lips moved over mine, but not in a heated way, more like they were saying thank you for him.

Finally, he pulled back and pressed his face into my neck. I rubbed his back as I felt him shake. Long minutes passed before he managed to pull free again. Immediately he turned his back to me.

I jumped off the counter and slipped between him and the stove. Clasping his face in my hands again, I forced him to look at me. I wiped my thumbs over the tears that rolled down his cheeks.

“Don’t hide them from me,” I whispered. “They are happy tears, right?”

“Yes, absolutely.” He shook his head softly as if there wasn’t anything else they could be. “Sorry…”

I cut him off.

“Did you think I’d say no?” I asked, trying not to sound inconsiderate, but confused.

“I don’t know. I hadn’t thought that far ahead.” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I can’t express how I feel right now. It’s like I’ve been freed after living in this cage I didn’t even realize was there.”

I smiled brightly at him. That I understood. The knowledge that everything you were feeling for someone was reciprocated did amazing things to a person.

“How about we go shopping for rings and grab something to eat while we’re out?” I suggested, figuring some fresh air would be a good thing for both of us after such a heavy conversation. Plus, if I was honest, I wanted his ring on my finger sooner rather than later. What woman wouldn’t? I wanted to show the whole world that not only was he mine in the BDSM community, but everywhere, in every way.

“Only if we can come back and consummate our engagement,” he said with a completely serious look on his face.

“Oh I don’t know how a girl could say no to that.” I laughed and moved out of his reach, because I knew if he put his hands on me now we’d end up in bed again. Right now I just wanted to look at wedding rings for the first time in my life, while ignoring that dark cloud that was hanging not far off for a little while longer.

***

We searched in two ring stores for a few hours, but there wasn’t anything I thought was fitting for not just me, but our relationship. Then we grabbed something to eat before returning home where John made sweet, slow love to me.

Weeks passed as we continued to hunt for the perfect ring; clients still cancelled while new clients continued to ask for unusual and kinky events that I had to turn down, and my phone rang at least once an hour with one church or another telling me they could save my soul. Eventually I started blocking their numbers, but they always seemed to find a new phone to call me from. I wanted to throw my phone out the window, but I needed it in case work needed me, a client needed to change something at the last minute, and, of course, as a constant tie to John.

After setting up for a big event and making sure all the caterers had what they needed, my boss called me into her office.

I sat in one of the uncomfortable, but modern-looking chairs on the other side of her desk.

“Alix,” she began. “You have been a wonderful asset to this company since you were hired. That is, until recently. I have been in touch with numerous of your previous clients who have taken their business to other facilities. What I found out disturbed me.”

“What did they tell you?” I asked. I wanted to know what was happening as much as anyone.

“That you are participating in life-threatening behaviors with this new man you are dating…”

I cut her off before she could continue.

“What I do outside of work in no way affects how I do my job. Not that it is really anyone’s business, but it’s not life-threatening to myself or anyone else,” I said defensively.

“Not only that, but that you are using your office, the public restrooms, as well as who knows where else as places to do things that should only be conducted in private.” She kept talking as if I hadn’t spoken.

I stared at her with my mouth hanging open. There was nothing I could say to dispute that. However, I didn’t think there was any proof of it.

“And while that alone is enough to fire you, I must say the part that really was the final straw was that I’ve heard you are now telling the people at these so-called events you go to that they can use our hotel for their disgusting get-togethers. You have sullied our reputation in such a way that I don’t know if we will recover from it. The first thing to be done though is to fire the person responsible, which is you. I hope you understand that you will not be getting a recommendation from us.” She stood and motioned toward the door.

I knew there was nothing I could say to save my job. Not only would there not be a recommendation for my next job, but it’d also be highly unlikely I’d be offered any other job in the field when word got around what had happened.

Tears burned in my eyes as I walked swiftly to my office, my former boss right behind me. I gathered the few belongings I had and stuffed them in my purse before heading for the main door. Jennifer called out to me from the front desk, but I shook my head, keeping my eyes on the ground.

Once outside, I turned and ran in the opposite direction from John’s office. I wanted to go to him. I wanted the comfort he could offer, but I couldn’t do it. Even knowing that it was coming, I wanted to lash out at the world. It wasn’t fair. Yes, some of what I was being accused of was truth, but I hadn’t done it in months, almost a year, so it felt like a kick to the gut to have it brought up now.

Never had I thought being part of the BDSM scene as life-threatening or job-affecting. Then again, it didn’t matter what I thought, did it? The job I loved, the job I’d worked so hard at, was gone.

Sometime later, I found myself sitting on a bench in a park. I didn’t know where I was. It didn’t matter. I didn’t care. While I knew I should at least call John, I didn’t. He wouldn’t understand. His job was secure. He didn’t have to worry about how he was going to pay bills or buy food. I knew he’d take care of me, but that wasn’t the woman I was. I
needed
to take care of myself. Could I let someone else have that much control of me? I’d rely upon him. I’d be stuck if I ever decided I didn’t want to be there. There’d be no way for me to leave, no way for me to get my feet back under me now.

I couldn’t find a job in the only field I’d worked in during my adult life. Not that I wanted to leave him, but there was always that nagging “what if” in the back of my mind. It wasn’t just me that I had to think about either. What if
he
changed his mind about
me
? Then where would I be?

The world was crashing down around me and I couldn’t seem to pull two solid, positive things together.

A warm body sat next to me on the bench, but I ignored it until the person slid an arm around my shoulders to give me a side hug.

Looking up, I saw a face I never wanted to have that close to me. Ever. I jumped off the bench and looked down at Mariah.

“What are you doing here?” I asked as tears still streamed down my face.

“I was just trying to comfort you. You looked like you were having a bad day,” she said, holding up her hands innocently.  “I was trying to be nice.”

“Whatever. I don’t believe you. All you’ve ever tried to do is take John away from me.” I scowled at her as my tears dried up.

She let out a long sigh and ran a hand through her hair.

“Okay. That wasn’t exactly the most brilliant thing I’ve ever done. I’m not here for John. I went and got some help after all that mess. I’ve left you both alone since then, haven’t I? I was dealing with a lot back then and I’m a different person now. Honest.” She lowered both her hands to her lap and gave me what seemed to be a genuine smile. “I’m very sorry about all that stuff. Really. It’s embarrassing that I lost it so badly and you both had to deal with the fall-out. I was actually coming to talk to you, to apologize, when I saw you run out of the hotel. I followed to make sure you were okay.”