On Becoming His - Lessons Learned Read Free

Devotion included giving all of herself to him, body and soul, without question, which we felt she already had, and the concept meant above all things making him completely happy and sated – and not just with sex either.
    She grumbled to herself as she folded the laundry. Luke was a powerful man in every aspect, from his prowess in the bedroom to the way his dark eyes flashed in disappointment. “Whew.” The man took the words strong, controlling and all knowing out for a spin and then some. Fanning her face, she couldn’t help but stop her tedious tasks for just a moment and think about all the reasons she adored the man. There was his perfect chocolate-laced skin to his dashing midnight eyes, and the pouty lips meant for kissing. His long legs were alone were carved to perfection. Mmm…was the only way to describe him. Oh and then there was his long, thick cock. He was the most incredible lover she’d ever had in her life.
    Exhaling slowly , Jessie returned to her tasks at hand and glanced at her watch. Somehow she couldn’t get him out of her mind, or the passion they’d shared so many nights before. There had never been another man who could take her to such heights of extraordinary pleasure. She was hot and wet all over. Damn, she was horny as hell. When the laundry was folded, she forced another full load into the washing machine, flipped on the switch and checked her watch. Dear God he wasn’t going to be home for hours – long hours. Someone had once told her hours were neither long nor short, simply the same. But she knew differently. This time the trip had driven her nuts.
    She pressed her hand through her damp hair, disheveled from the growing humidity, and glanced out the window into the bright sunshine. Being just a touch naughty wouldn’t hurt, would it? Luke had never forbidden her to pleasure herself until this last trip and she had no idea why. What had changed? Sir appreciated the way her body was almost desperately hungry for his all the time. Stealing a glance over her shoulder, she slipped her hand into the bodice of her tight dress and closed her eyes. As she cupped her breast she moaned slightly and imagined his massive hand caressing, fondling.
    Swallowing hard, Jessie flicked her finger back and forth across her nipple and the moment the bud became hard, sensitive to the touch, her legs began to quake. She planted her feet wide apart, easing her other hand between her legs. She crawled the material of her thin dress up just enough to allow her access. Every part of her body tingling, she slipped a single finger into her wet folds as she pinched her nipple, twisting the tender flesh. “Oh…shit.” Sucking in her breath, her finger was coated instantly with her juice, several beads trickling down the inside of her thighs. “My Sir.”
    Panting, she dropped her head and swirled the tip of her finger around her clit, excited from the way her body reacted. She was on fire. Easing two fingers inside her pussy, the way her muscles grabbed almost instantly gave her a fit of giggles. What would her Sir say now?
    “Jezebel.”
    Oh God. Simply hearing the sensual husk in Luke’s voice thrilled her to the point she was quivering with desire, her pussy wet and clenching with need. She’d been caught and was unable to move or even remove her fingers, the damning evidence. Dear God she was shaking. “Sir.”
    “I came home early to surprise you. I think you’ve surprised me.”
    “Sir…I…” W hat could she say? She heard Luke coming closer, a soft rustling sound following. Was he undressing? A nervous tick appeared in the corner of her mouth. He’d never caught her doing anything bad or disobeying him. Well, not lately anyway. Not since they’d discussed her contract and what was to be expected of her.
    “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