His Submissive Jewel [The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (9 page)

“I know. I was a rotten kid, I guess. So when I told my parents I wasn’t going to be a lawyer, I was going to be an artist, well, they felt betrayed. I might as well have said I was running away to work in a carnival. It was the last straw for them.”

Cam held up his hand. “Now, wait a minute. I never said Caden was a rotten kid. He was just a challenging kid. You weren’t rotten, either, Noelle. You just had parents that didn’t know how to handle you, that’s all. I’m sure they’re proud of you now.”

Noelle shook her head. “You don’t understand. I had to sneak away to go to school in New York. I left in the middle of the night, leaving a note behind. My parents forbade me to go. They said they would only pay for college if I became a lawyer. So, I packed my bags, my life savings, and my old car and headed for New York after they fell asleep one night. They were livid then, and they’ve never really put it behind them. Every holiday I hear about how my life could have been so much better, if only I had listened to them.”

Cam blinked in confusion. “Wait a minute. You left for New York on your own? How in the hell did you live then? Did the scholarship pay living expenses?”

“No, just tuition and books. I got a job as a waitress. I waited tables through school and had five roommates. New York was amazing, and I don’t regret a moment of it. I entered a lot of art contests, and that money helped, too. By the time I came home to live and start my business, they’d cooled down some. But they’ve never really forgiven me.”

Cam scraped a hand down his face. “They left you to fend for yourself? Fuck, Noelle, I’m proud as hell of you for taking care of yourself. Working hard and going to school isn’t easy. It just underlines for me just how stubborn and independent you are. I admire what you’ve done. Abby tells us that you’re very successful and sought after for your designs. Your parents will come around, I’m sure.”

Noelle felt the heat in her cheeks. Her friends had told her they were proud of her, but coming from this man, it meant so much more. His opinion shouldn’t mean this much, so soon. But it did. She was glad he admired what she did. She was proud of herself, too.

“Maybe they will. I’ve learned to live without their approval. My own approval is the most important thing. I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished. I’m proud of what I’ve done here tonight with you. I was able to put my trust in you and submit. I know you probably don’t think it’s a big deal, but for me it’s huge.”

Cam shook his head firmly. “You’re wrong. I know what a big deal it is for you. I’m humbled by the trust you’ve placed in me.”

“A Dom humble? Isn’t that a contradiction?”

“If a Dom isn’t humbled by the gift of submission, he doesn’t have any business being a Dom. You don’t owe me anything, Noelle. I can’t take anything you aren’t willing to give me. That’s how this works.”

Noelle felt a lump in her throat forming. It only made her trust him more with this delicious combination of gratitude and domination. She felt the urge to make a statement to him about how she was feeling. She may have only promised him a short time, but she wanted it to be filled with how she felt tonight, at this moment.

Noelle dropped the blanket and pressed her body against his hot, hard chest.

“I want to try everything with you. Push my boundaries, tie me up, gag me, spank me. Do whatever you want to me. I want to experience everything with you.”

* * * *

This woman was a revelation. So spirited, so independent, yet soft as butter inside. She needed a strong man to protect her tender heart. It was clear her parents had wounded her with their callous attitude. He wouldn’t mind a few minutes with her parents. They needed their eyes opened to what a treasure they had in Noelle.

Cam’s fingers trailed up her delicate spine and threaded through her long hair. “Your impetuous nature is showing, pretty sub. It takes years of trust and working together to experience everything. But I can give you a taste of the life while you’re here. Nothing too extreme, but some variety.”

Noelle sighed. “I love it when the voices are quiet.”

Cam stroked her hair. “What do the voices say, sweetheart?”

She snuggled closer. “A lot of ‘shoulds.’ I should work harder. I should visit my parents more. I should have been an attorney. I should go to church every Sunday. I should have been married and had kids by now. Stuff like that. So annoying.”

“That’s a lot of ‘shoulds.’ Do you know what your Dom says you should do?”

He heard her giggle, and his heart did a flip in his chest.

“No, what does he say?”

“He says you should kiss your way down to my cock and give it some oral love.”

She gave him a mischievous grin. “Yes, my Lord and Master.”

Cam cracked up. She had remembered what he said earlier. She wanted to come sooner, rather than later. Well, he liked to reward good behavior.

Her warm lips kissed a damp trail down his belly and straight to his cock, leaving the skin tingling wherever she touched. Her tongue flicked out to lick the drop of pre-cum on the crown of his dick, and he groaned at the erotic sight.

“How do I taste, little sub?”

She licked her lips, and her eyes glowed with passion.

“Yummy, salty. I want more, please, Sir.”

“You can play for a while, but I have other ideas of where I’m going to come, sweetheart.”

She bent her head and engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth. It felt like wet velvet surrounding him, and his hand reflexively grabbed her hair and tangled in it, tugging her closer so his cock slid farther into her wet warmth.

“Fuck, baby, that feels like heaven.”

He threw his head back and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of her mouth and tongue servicing him. He reached down and pinched her nipples, making her moan despite the man meat stuffed in her mouth. The vibrations went straight down his dick and pulled his balls tighter. He was going to shoot his load if she kept this up. He pulled his cock from her mouth, despite her protests.

“No, baby. I have something else in mind.”

It had been his fantasy since he’d laid eyes on her in his T-shirt in this very cabin. He was going to live out the fantasy now.

“Lie down on your back, hands over your head, holding on to the chair legs. I’m going to rub some lotion between your bountiful breasts and fuck you there.”

He grinned at her shocked expression. He was looking forward to shocking her some more while she was here in Montana.

* * * *

He wanted to do what? She was pretty sure what he was talking about wasn’t possible. He must be suffering from lack of sleep. She opened her mouth to object, when his hand came down on her thigh with a smack.

“Now, sub. I don’t like having to repeat my commands. Lie down.”

He practically growled the words, and she scrambled into position, her thigh hot where he had punished her for ignoring him. She needed to learn to listen better or she was going to be sporting a sore ass 24-7. She reached up and held a chair leg in each hand, settling herself on the rug in front of the fire. He had a bottle of lotion he had pulled from the bag, and he was watching her with a remote expression.

“Stay still. I want you to try to not move. Just because I asked you to.”

Noelle swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. She desperately wanted to please him. She wasn’t sure where this emotion came from, but it was real. She may not want her parents’ approval, but she damn sure wanted his. She wanted to be the best sub he’d ever had.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Silence now, Noelle.”

She took some deep breaths to slow her pounding heart. His hands were sliding all over her body, igniting a fire inside her. Flames licked along her sensitized skin and she wanted to throw herself at him and beg him to fuck her hard. Her pussy was dripping honey and her nipples were painfully tight. She needed his cock inside her, riding her, rubbing her clit and sending her to paradise. She bit her lip to stem the begging that was certain to come out if he continued much longer.

Relief relaxed her muscles as his caresses stopped. Instead, he squeezed the lotion bottle and two large dollops landed in the valley between her breasts. The lotion was cold, and she jumped at the sensation.

Cam scowled. “Stay still, Noelle. Every time you disobey me, you delay your own release. This is your Dominant’s fantasy. I’ve been fantasizing about doing this to you since our first night here in the cabin.”

He reached down and smeared the lotion, then straddled her body, his cock nestled between her breasts. It was starting to dawn on her how this was going to work. Her pussy clenched as she realized she wouldn’t be getting fucked there. Her ample chest was going to provide the pussy.

His hands caressed her breasts and tweaked the nipples.

“I love these tits. So round and full. They overflow my hands, and the skin is so soft and smooth. When I push them together, it’s going to make a warm, snug cunt for me to fuck.”

True to his word, he pushed them together, and his cock slid right in. His fingers plucked at her nipples, while he slid his cock in and out of the tight channel. The lotion made his thrusts painless, but the twin sensations of pinched nipples and his cock stroking her skin was making her pant and moan. One look at his face showed how much he was enjoying her body. His teeth were clenched, and the cords of his neck stood out as he held himself back, drawing out the pleasure.

His thrusts sped up, and she knew he was close. She gripped the chair to stop herself from grabbing his tight, muscled ass as he powered into her.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Touch me, baby.”

His muttered words came right before he froze, letting her breasts go. She reached down and grabbed his hard cock, her hands moving up and down the velvety skin.

His cum spurted from the tip, and she lifted her head to close her mouth over the head of his cock. She swallowed every drop of his hot load before sinking back onto the carpet with a grin on her face. Her badass Dom looked shattered, his eyes glazed over with passion.

She was shocked at how quickly he shook it off, giving her an evil smile. “Dammit, sub. I was going to come on your breasts, not in your mouth. Did I tell you to put my cock in your mouth, Noelle?”

She shook her head, still grinning. He wasn’t really mad. “No, Sir. You did not. It was my idea, Sir.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her. “Still fighting submission, are you? Well, I certainly can’t spank you again tonight or you won’t be able to sit down for a week. But I think I can come up with something else to remind you who calls the shots around here. Roll over and put your ass in the air, sub.”

She knew to be obedient this time, rolling over and presenting her bottom. She heard him rummage in his bag.

“You’ll wear this butt plug until morning as a reminder of who makes the rules.”

She peeked at the clock on the wall. One in the morning. She felt drops of wetness on her backside. Lube.

Fuck.

He let the lube trickle down her crack, and she heard his chuckle as she jumped. The lube was cold. If it hadn’t been a punishment, maybe he would have warmed it first.

He ran his finger over the tight, puckered rosette, and she was already thinking about the day his cock would breach it. This plug would be the first step in stretching her so she could take him more comfortably. He pressed it to her back hole.

“Relax and breathe, Noelle. Push out with your muscles.”

He worked the tip into the small orifice, pushing gently but insistently. She was wiggling her ass, her bottom tingling. She’d never had any attention centered here. He swatted her bottom to get her attention.

“Stop moving around so much, Noelle. Now push out. It will make this easier.”

She pushed out and was surprised when the plug slid right in. He hadn’t been kidding. She’d felt a stretch, but no burn. Her ass simply felt full. She couldn’t imagine how it would feel to have his big cock up there. He’d split her in two, for heaven’s sake. She shook her ass but couldn’t dislodge it. It was in there until he took it out.

His fingers traced patterns on her ass cheeks. “I wish you could see what I see, Noelle. It’s an erotic sight to see the plug peeking out of your ass cheeks, knowing I’ll be there soon. Not tonight, but soon enough.”

He pressed a finger in her wet, waiting pussy, and she cried out at the sensation. She felt needy, almost desperate.

“Someone needs to come. Lie back down and hold your legs open. I’m going to eat your pussy until you scream.”

Yes, Sir!

* * * *

He ran his fingers through her drenched cunt and then pressed two fingers into her tight pussy. Being inside her was heaven, but he had rode her hard earlier. He didn’t want to make her sore. He would save that pleasure for another time.

He added a third finger, her cunt so wet they slid in easily. He found her G-spot and hooked his fingers so they rubbed it with each stroke. Noelle responded immediately, her face and chest flushed with arousal, her head thrashing back and forth as she moaned and whimpered. She’d been through so much tonight, and she’d submitted more than he expected. He decided to put her out of her misery.