12. Adam #4
Holy shit, was I really that off my game? I mean, I thought I had Eliza mostly figured out, but she was throwing me curveball after curveball!
Suddenly, our bodies were thrown to the side and jerked forward. I had to pull over and slam the brakes because there was no way any of this was happening.
My body spun around in my seat after I threw the car into park, and my hands shot out to hold her confused face.
"A-are you serious? Please tell me you just said what I just heard, that I'm not dreaming," I demanded in a deep and breathy voice, desperately searching her eyes for any indications of deception.
The muscles in her neck popped with her hard swallow as her head nodded firmly in response.
"Y-yes… If you're so crazy about me, then I want you to show me tonight.
Prove to me you can do what you just confessed just now.
Show me how serious you are." Her eyes were resolute, making me smile rather arrogantly.
Letting out a breathy chuckle, I leaned in and kissed her forehead. "God, I could kiss you right now if you—"
My, my, Eliza was chalked full of surprises today.
I loved it.
The boldness of her strength in which she grabbed my face and pressed our lips together sparked a newfound passion for my little rose.
My grip on her face faltered for a split second because she caught me off guard, but the second I recovered, I gripped her face tightly, kissing her back with vigor.
"Fuck, Eliza," I groaned against her lips heavily after we parted. "You have no idea how long—mhmph!"
Someone needed to stab me in the gut right now to prove this to be a reality because in no way did my sweet Eliza just shut me up with another demanding kiss. God, I could feel my very soul leave my body because of how starved she was. But, fuck me, she could take it. I didn't care—I was in Heaven.
Fucking paradise.
Her lips started to ease from mine, but I didn't want it to end yet. So, I tightened my hold on her face to keep her locked against me. Protesting, Eliza pawed at my chest with some light hits, making me chuckle against her as I forced my tongue into her gasping mouth.
Fuck, I couldn't get enough of her! Every swipe of my tongue against hers gave me more and more of her intoxicating taste.
Groaning, I let go of her face and slipped a hand down her body to her waist, anchoring it there while my other slid around her neck. Having her locked in place, I finally released her from our dizzying kiss.
Slowly, our lust-dazed eyes caught each other's, causing our swollen lips to curve into blissful smiles.
No words needed to be exchanged between us as we got lost in one another.
Our little moment couldn't be disturbed; not even the little kid tunes in the background could touch the invisible barrier of solace and adoration we'd inadvertently put up.
Fear gripped my body when I saw Eliza's tongue swipe across her lips while her eyes averted slightly.
"You wanted to know what got me interested in BDSM?
" I could feel her pulse pick up with my fingers against her carotid.
"I was curious. Curious about why people liked and wanted to get hurt, to submit, and have no control over their lives.
I wanted to know why I found the idea so thrilling and cathartic.
" Looking away in shame, she hung her head slightly.
"I wanted to know what was wrong with me because I shouldn't get excited at the thought of someone having such control over me, belting me until I orgasmed, calling me every deplorable name in the world while using my body, and being treated like nothing but a body to fuck. "
Sucking in a trembling breath, she breathed deeply for a moment while chewing her bottom lip.
"I wanted all of that, but I also wanted to be cherished," she admitted with a long exhale.
"I mean, after a lot of research, I found everything to be quite normal and shit, but it still didn't really ease the feeling of shame in me.
" Smiling sadly, she reached a hand up and loosely wrapped it around my wrist. "But I couldn't go back once I started.
James seemed fine with it all, and we both learned and experimented with each other.
He got off on the power, being in control and everything, and I was more than content with someone being in control while still loving me.
" Her wary eyes peered back up at me almost distantly as if she'd prepared herself for a blow from me.
"Oh, little rose." My voice barely came out above a whisper as I leaned in and pressed my forehead against hers. "Is that what you want? Deep down, you crave for me to take control, so you no longer have to worry?"
She practically melted at my words with how she leaned into me. Her eyes fluttered shut, and her whole body relaxed fully. "But I'm scared…"
"I understand." I truly did.
I assumed her ex completely fucked up her view and understanding of Doms, and honestly, he deserved a few blows to the gut with a metal club for that shit. I wouldn't be surprised if she never wanted to engage in the lifestyle with anyone ever again after such a horrible experience.
My only problem was how the fuck would I convince her that I was different?
Life was not going to make this easy for me, was it?
Sighing softly, I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers in a slow and sensual kiss.
"Eliza, I know it may be hard for you, and I completely understand if you don't want to give me a chance, but I will never wrong you as your Dom.
I've lived the lifestyle for nearly half my life now, and one of the very first things I ever learned and had drilled into me by everyone decent in the community is that the Dominant is never in charge.
" A bit of an oxymoron if you asked me, but it wasn't anything complicated.
"Nothing happens without a submissive's permission.
The Dom can hold and pull the leash all they want, but the moment their submissive says stop, that leash is dropped faster than a burning pan. "
The whole D/s dynamic and relationship could be rather precarious, but if done right, and with the right match, everything would turn out perfect.
Stroking the side of Eliza's neck with my thumb, I let her take her time digesting the information. All I could do was offer an understanding silence and comfort.
"Do you have anyone who can vouch for you?" Her small voice almost got lost in the background music. "Like a past sub or someone like that who I can talk to?" Once again, she looked away in shame until I jerked her attention back to me.
Chuckling, I nodded and kissed her softly before replying, "Yes, and if you want to talk to them, then I can get into contact with them.
" Her eyes grew hard and sharp with rage at my words.
"I don't keep them as booty calls or anything if that's what you're thinking.
" It was hard not to discern the boiling jealousy in her eyes.
"A lot of them work at my various business establishments, too, so I have their contact because I'm their boss. "
Pursing her lips out in a pout, Eliza huffed and rolled her eyes before jerking her body away from me. Fully turning her body straight in her seat, she crossed her arms and grumbled under her breath.
Snickering, I placed my finger under her jaw and turned her to face me. "Don't worry, little rose, they have nothing on you. So, don't let that little green-eyed monster hang around you for too long." My teasing words earned me a smack to my laughing chest.
"Oh, shut up and drive." She sneered, slumping down in her seat.
"You are it for me, Eliza, just know that."