Chapter 36
Whoa! Becca expected Jamie to challenge and test her boundaries—it was at the heart of the D/s dance and was part of the excitement.
A desire to go deep and discover who she was—inside—accounted for whatever bravery she displayed.
His bold statement that sex was off the table allowed her to let go of some inhibitions and enjoy this sexy encounter.
Dropping an oral sex bomb in her lap, however, altered this dynamic.
Now, what did she do?
Aargh.
Oral was her kryptonite. She wasn”t any good at doing it—or so she”d been told—and any time she”d been on the receiving end, it never made her feel anything except awkwardness.
Out of the blue, she felt like crying. Pleasing Jamie, hearing him praise her, and seeing the fire in his eyes were powerful motivators. What if her yearning for more fell apart at this critical juncture?
”Your indecision surprises me, Rebecca.”
With a lingering glance between her open thighs, he caressed her leg and stated the obvious.
”Your body says one thing, but your lip-biting and sudden withdrawal is throwing up red flags.”
”I know. I”m sorry.”
Half-reclined, splayed wide with everything on display felt wrong. She hurriedly tried to shield herself, but he was wedged between her legs, wearing an expression that said he had no intention of backing off.
”Look,”she nervously muttered. ”It just doesn”t work for me, okay? I, um, appreciate the offer—I guess—but like, no thanks.”
”You appreciate the offer,”he drawled with an amused smirk. ”My lady, you are fucking priceless.”
”Don”t laugh at me,”she yelped. ”It”s not funny.”
”Yes, it is.”
Mumbling words she couldn”t make out, he scraped a hand back and forth through his hair and sighed heavily.
”Explain what you mean by it doesn”t work for you. Don”t skimp on words—get clinical if you have to, but explain why you”re denying me.”
”I”m not denying you,”she exclaimed as guilt lashed at her emotions. ”I”m just saying you can skip this part.”
”Idon”t skip when I fuck.”
Shit. Now, he was insulted, and that wasn”t her intent.
”May I sit up, please? It”s hard to think like this.”
The devil put his hands on her knees and pushed them wider. ”I”m enjoying the view, so no—you may not sit up.”
Waves of conflicting emotions crashed into her. The undertow threatened to throw her off balance.
”I”m waiting,”he growled in the Dom voice that made her tremble with need.
”I”m sure I told you this,”she grumbled. ”The ex-husband didn”t care for the activity and no one else ever got me to the promised land. I find the whole business creepy and uncomfortable. It is what it is,”she added in a whiney voice. ”And to make it worse, I can”t give oral either. Suck at it—no pun intended.”
Jamie dropped his head back and guffawed loudly into the night. She had no idea what he found so amusing.
Crossing her arms to impose some semblance of modesty on her situation only made him laugh louder.
”Rebecca,”he exclaimed, his face wearing a big smile. ”This isn”t a dominant thing, okay? This is a man thing. Boys and amateurs think with their little dicks, know nothing about anatomy, and don”t understand there”s a huge difference between pleasure and arousal. I”m a man,”he proudly and cockily proclaimed. ”A man who not only knows where the clitoris hides but who is looking at yours right this very moment.”
He pushed on her knees to make his point.
”I can make the ache go away,”he promised in a sexy drawl. ”And judging by how beautifully wet you are and the swollen appearance of your juicy pleasure nub, I”ll go so far as to say it won”t take long to launch your inaugural trip to the promised land.”
The tingling in her core became a powerful throb.
”I don”t want to disappoint you.”Her voice was small as she admitted her fear.
”You talk too much,”he growled. ”It”s time to get out of your head and leave the rest to me. You won”t play a passive role, though. I want you to be with me every step of the way. Put those pretty fingers to good use and spread your pussy open—I need room to maneuver,”he told her with a leer.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Panic rose inside until her eyes locked with his. The way he looked at her gave Becca all the feels.
”Jamie,”she whispered.
”Do it, Rebecca. You know you want to.”
A thrilling sensation—exhilaration maybe—filled her with tingling heat. She sucked in oxygen, and as the air filled her lungs, she experienced a rush of female power when her hands slid downward, and his expression changed to satisfaction.
That look, his pleasure—seeing it made her shiver.
Opening her body, offering her most intimate flesh, was an act of surrender. Of submission.
”Good girl,”he grunted. ”Don”t close your eyes. I want you to see the stars when you come.”
She held her breath and tensed when he moved between her open thighs and kissed her open pussy.
A shaky moan rumbled up from her throat when he parted her to insert a finger slowly. Seconds later, she felt the first strokes of his tongue as he tasted her arousal. With a harsh gasp, she jerked.
He didn”t stop. His finger teased and plunged. His tongue flicked. When he sucked her clit like it was a nipple, she arched and cried out.
”Jamie!”
He replaced his finger with his tongue, andshe squirmed and panted.
As he speared his tongue in and out, she gave him all the room he needed. Tongue fucking! No one ever told her!
When an orgasm built, the low guttural moan she heard came from her. The melting started in her brain and spread quickly to the soles of her feet. Fierce throbs of arousal made her desperate.
His tongue circled her opening before moving back to her clit. Two fingers plunged into her body. She arched, still moaning, and then soared skyward as he rapidly flicked his tongue on her clit.
She came with a strangled scream, soaring into the night sky until she floated weightlessly among the stars.
Becca felt her pussy gush but experienced no embarrassment.
All she knew was pleasure—deep, soul-shaking pleasure. The climax delivered by the man with his face between her legs seemed to stretch on and on. It took some time before she could catch her breath.
Limp, her desire sated for the moment, she drifted.
The warm night air caressed her naked body. She felt glorious and more in touch with her essential femininity than ever.
Her return to earth finished with a soft landing. Jamie did not pull away once she came. He continued to nibble and lick—moving slowly up her body, dropping kisses on her mound, lower belly, navel, and stomach.
His lips left a trail of magic that spoke directly to her heart.
She moaned when he lingered at her breasts, dispensing fierce nibbles.
”Permission to mark your lovely neck with my teeth.”
It was summer—not turtleneck season. A love bite on her neck would be hard to conceal, but she didn”t give a crap—not once she heard the lusty timbre in his sexy voice.
”Please,”she whimpered.
He put his mouth at the spot where her neck met her shoulder and bit—not too hard, just enough to make her squirm. Big cats, like lions, subdued their mates in the animal kingdom with just such a bite. The primal approach must work for her because she melted all over again.
Placing kisses along her jaw, Jamie moved to her ear and whispered, ”Sweet and savory.”
Then he kissed her—long, slow, and deep. She tasted her rapture and groaned.
When the kissing ended, and he moved from between her legs, she saw his eyes sweep her nakedness. There was no embarrassment on her part. She felt alive, vital, and powerful, as strange as it may sound.
James Hunter—smoke show hot veterinarian, adorable dork, and the man giving new meaning to the term, cocky devil, brought out a part of her that before now had been hidden.
”This being a couple thing is working out great, so far,”he told her with a smug grin.
Wiggling and squirming, she gathered her splayed limbs and sat up. Sitting cross-legged, she speared her fingers into her hair and vigorously rubbed before brushing her long locks over her shoulders.
She was stark naked but didn”t care. It felt natural, and how he looked at her gave Becca a wallop of courage.
He handed her a chocolate cookie from the cooler and poured wine into her glass.
”Reward,”he drawled. ”For taking your naughty good girl out for a spin.”
”Now there”s a compliment I will happily accept.”She nibbled the sweet treat and washed the cookie down with a few sips of wine.
Jamie stood and stretched. With his arms above his head and then spread wide, he looked fucking hot. Her gaze lingered on the jaw-dropping bulge under the zipper of his jeans.
The man”s feet had to be at least a size thirteen, and his hands were huge, too. In the world of romance lore, big feet and hands translated to an above-average penis size. As he kept reminding her, they”d already seen each other completely naked, so his size down there wasn”t a mystery, but the in-your-face evidence of his arousal left her breathless.
He noticed her interest and chuckled. ”Don”t worry. I”ll take care of that later. You just enjoy the orgasm afterglow.”
Making a funny face, she chuckled, ”Yikes! I feel bad though—like I had all the fun. That”s a first,”she snorted.
Towering over her, he put his hands at his waist and laughed. In that second, he looked like a sexy variation of the jolly giant of frozen vegetable fame.
”Methinks my lady should get used to it,”he answered in his growly Dom voice. ”I envision midday quickies in our future where your jeans and panties are on the floor, and you”re spread open on your desk with me sitting in your chair licking your luscious pussy.”
She giggled. ”For god”s sake, Dr. Hunter. Stop! I don”t need any more fantasy content, thank you very much.”
”Wait. What? Fantasy content? I”m all ears.”He casually rubbed his bulge and smirked. ”Well, not all ears, but you know what I mean.”
”You want to hear my fantasies?”
”Absolutely! It is a submissive”s duty to share these things with her Dom.”
Hearing the words gave her a thrill. ”Is that us, Jamie? A Dom and his sub?”
”After what just went down? Totally.”He eyed her critically and smiled. ”And it must be noted that the ease you”re displaying while naked is incredibly satisfying and way hot. I didn”t tell you to wait for permission to dress.”His grin was feral. ”Your instincts reveal the heart of a natural submissive.”
”It”s a big surprise how much I enjoy you looking at me. There”s a powerful connection—do you feel it too?”
”Yes. It”s taken me by surprise, too. I”ve never felt anything like it.”
She searched for a way to describe what she felt. ”When I see pleasure reflected in your eyes, something shifts inside me. I want more—more of your pleasure. It”s such a curious feeling—being so focused on giving with no real thought of receiving.”
”Jesus, Rebecca. Spoken like a true submissive.”He placed his big hand over his heart and dipped his head. ”I will do everything in my power to be worthy of such an honor.”
”I like who you are. I even secretly liked you during your Doc Sphincter phase,”she playfully admitted. ”You were such a stodgy, uptight prick at first.”
”Those words sound snarky and insolent, but I”ll allow it.”
Did he arch his brows and grin at her like a sexy devil?
You betcha!
Feeling big and bad—in a good girl way—she gave him a saucy wink. ”We might have a problem, though, because I kinda, sorta, maybe enjoy screaming at you like a lunatic. I don”t think my exasperation with you will suddenly evaporate because you make me come. Just sayin” is all,”she added with a sniff and a hair flip.
”News flash. Most of those screaming lunatic episodes occurred because I goaded you into them. I will admit,”he drawled, ”that on more than a few occasions, I might have dropped whatever I was doing to go looking for you just to start something. Your fire excites me, andso does the idea of taming it—of bending you to my will, so to speak.”
”I knew you were a dick,”she laughed loudly.
”Hey, flaunt what ya got, right?”
She reacted to the cocky comment with a half-smirk and a leisurely inspection of the front of his pants.
”Um, so where do we go from here? What happens next?”She bit her lip in a show of nervousness.
”Asking for a mutual friend,”she hurriedly added.
Sighing, Jamie crossed his arms and looked up at the starry sky. What was he thinking, and what would his answer be?
”We want the same thing, Rebecca,”he said softly, then locked eyes with her. ”But there”s more to this than sex, even though I readily admit sex is pretty much the best teacher.”
”Okay.”She wasn”t sure where he was going.
”Tonight was an appetizer—your first true venture into the world of submission. There”s more, or rather, I need more. You haven”t yet experienced my power.”
”Oh.”She whimpered softly when a shiver raced through her.
”You have amazing instincts and a desire to please. Before we take this thing between us to its natural conclusion, you need to meet your Dom and submit.”
”Is it a test?”
”Yes and no. You can”t consent to what you don”t know. First, there needs to be trust, so in that case, yes—I want to test your boundaries. See how far you are willing to go to please me.”
No joke—the challenge he threw down turned her on.
Relying on her gut, which told her that he wouldn”t do anything creepy or dangerous, she took baby steps by giving him the trust he sought.
”Does what you”re saying make me nervous? Yes, a little. But I”m going to put myself in your hands, or rather, I”m going to kneel before you and offer you my trust along with my body.”
”So be it,”he replied.
He offered his hand and pulled her to her feet for a fierce hug and an even fiercer kiss.
After that, he knelt to help her back into her panties and then put her dress on. He also stuck his hand between her legs, cupped her mound, and lifted until she was on her toes.
”This is mine.”
”Yes, Jamie. Yours.”To emphasize her words, she tilted her pelvis.
”You have homework,”he chuckled huskily. ”Look up edging, orgasm denial, and anal training.”
Gasping, she squawked, ”Excuse me?”
His rich laugh filled the air.
”Sorry, sorry. That was uncool, but seriously—I couldn”t help myself. Your reaction is priceless.”
She pretended to be annoyed with him the whole way home and didn”t back down until he kissed her goodnight while sliding his hand into her panties to finger fuck her until she came with a shudder.