Ignite Me: Shards of Glass, Part One (69 page)

I thought about what he'd said as I chewed my mouth full. He had a point. I was fiercely proud of what I had achieved off my own back but I could still let him take care of me and still be independent in my own body and mind.

“Show me the method of how you fold that pasta on your fork cause I'm not getting it!” I grinned as another fork full fell back into my dish.

He laughed. “Keep twisting it until the last bit is just overlapping at the top and then lift it up! The method is don't put too much on at once!”

“Oh, okay. I see!” I did what he'd said and managed to get a smaller portion to stay on the fork as I lifted it to my mouth. The smaller portion also meant it didn't go all over my face either.

I made quick work of the pasta and then picked up a slice of naan bread and cleaned my dish with it. I wasn't leaving any behind, the tomato sauce he'd made was delicious.

“So how do you get to Birmingham?!” I asked between mouthfuls.

He grinned as he watched me. “I fly!” He reached out for the naan bread and did the same as I did with his sauce.

“Oh like a small plane or something?! I guess that's quicker!” I grinned, seeing him copy me, I wondered if he'd ever done that before?!

He shook his head. “No, it's a private jet! I own it! It's much easier to be able to fly that way! It's actually more effective for business and means I get there and back faster!”

I was used to people talking about private jets. I'd lived in L.A for a good portion of my life so it didn't shock me, my dad’s band used one occasionally, but I'd never been lucky enough to fly anywhere in it. I'd been in their tour bus though and that was top of the range.

“Oh cool. How are we getting to your friends at the weekend?!” I didn't envision going by jet, but there was no telling.

“By car! We will have to go early Saturday morning! So when I come to yours Friday, I will have Jones pack my tux and your dress, etc. Before we leave so I can bring it with me so we can get up early and head off to beat the traffic on the motorway!” He tore the last bit of bread in half and handed me the biggest bit.

“How kind!” I grinned as I took it from his fingers. “Oh, I see well, okay! I can make us a packed lunch for the journey! It'll be a little road trip! Always gotta have supplies!”

He smiled. “I shall look forward to that! I avoided staying at their house on previous parties because their daughter’s friend always a seemed to have a crush on me and it was all just awkward! But with you looking after me, I am safe to stay!”

I studied him. “Oh, I see! Well I will keep you safe from any teen or otherwise lustiness!” I wondered why that had stopped him from staying before?! Even with me there it wouldn't stop them looking, not really.

“I'm gonna have to explain aren't I?! You're a keen observer!” He watched me eat the last of my bread.

“Well, you don't have too, but I am intrigued!”

He nodded. “I had known she had a crush on me, but ignored it! She wasn't my type at all! Far too privileged and over confident in herself! So I kept her at arm's length, if she asked to dance, I turned her down, if she sat at my table I would ignore her, but one night after the party, I was in bed and she actually got into my bed stark naked and propositioned me! Said she could show me a good time! I told her point blank, the kind of good time I liked she couldn't handle and told her leave! She never mentioned it again and neither did I but I was always weary after that! She never seemed put off either!”

I knew I shouldn't be jealous, but I was, a hate I hadn't previously had for this girl that I had never met suddenly flared in my chest. Would she be there this year?! I didn't know, but he was mine and she'd damn well know it!

“Oh, I see! Well, uh yes, I guess that's a good enough reason to not stay again! How old was she at the time?!” I was genuinely interested because to slip naked into a man's bed was either a very foolish act or a very well planned one that backfired because how many single men would have turned down an invitation like that?!”

He frowned. “19! She is very wary of me now, but I'm glad I told you because I want to be honest.”

“Were you tempted?! I mean most men would be!” I chewed my lip.

He shook his head. “I don't like her type so no I wasn't! She actually walked through the house naked like that too! Foolish girl!”

I pulled a face. “Well, good job she didn't bump into anyone else that night then!”

He smirked. “Think she ended up bedding their son in the end!”

“Well shit! She wasn't too fussy then!” I shook my head. “She could really have gotten you in trouble! Well, she won't be lusting after you when I'm around! She can...” I searched for the phrase. “Jog on?!”

He tried to cover his smile with his hand. “Yes, she rather can! So I can't offer you desert right now because you're getting it later, when I finally prove that sex is most definitely better than chocolate cake!” His lips curled into a smirk as my eyes grew wide.

“Oh, okay, well, I really rate the cake just so you know!” I grinned at him and wondered what he had planned.

chapter 37

After we had loaded the dishwasher Cameron led me into his room. “Let's get you out of those clothes!” He pushed open the door to his closest and held it open for me to pass by.

He walked in behind me. “Arms up, I'll remove your top.”

I blinked, confused for a second. “I can remove my own clothes.” I giggled as his fingers brushed my sides, it tickled my skin as he started rolling my shirt up.

“I am going to undress you so I need you to cooperate with me okay baby?!”

Was this him being top and I was bottom this time?!

“Okay. So am I being bottom?!”

I asked as I raised both my arms in the air.

He rolled my shirt up and over my head as his fingers traced all the way back down my arms and sides before splaying over my stomach making me moan.

His lips brushed my neck behind my ear. “If you would! I would very much like to be your top for the scene I have planned! I will be in total control of you, however you have the power to say no or use safe words to bring the activity to an end so don't worry.” He kissed my neck softly.

I closed my eyes as I lowered my arms and moved my head to one side, giving him access to my neck. “Okay.” I was actually excited to try this out. I could follow his instructions and I had the power to stop it all too. I could do this, I could be everything he needed me to be. I felt empowered.

“You will enjoy this, now I am going to remove your shorts!” His hands swept over my stomach and down to the zip of my denim shorts.

I sucked a breath in as his fingers undid the zip. “Wiggle your hips for me!”

I did as he said and wiggled my hips.

“Good girl!” His fingers worked my shorts down as I wiggled.

“Step out of them and kick them to one side.” His right hand smoothed its way up my hips.

I kicked them off to one side and waited for my next instructions.

“Let's remove this bra and free your wonderful breasts! I want to feel your silly skin under my fingertips.”

I bit my lip as his fingers unclipped my bra then oh, so slowly his fingertips brushed my arms as he slid the straps down my arms.

I noticed the change in his tone, each word spoken with purpose and clarity, a command, his voice was like spun gold.

“Lift your arms again, but this time lock them around the back head as best as you can.”

I let a breath go as I lifted my arms and locked my fingers together around the back of his head as best as I could, I was shorter than him so it pulled my whole body upwards, so I was almost on tiptoe.

“Oh god.” I moaned as my breasts were forced upwards into his waiting hands.

“You fit me so well! I could lose hours just feeling you, stroking every inch of your body.”

I arched my head back into his shoulder as his fingers massaged my soft mounds until my arms started to ache behind his head.

“My arms ache.” I bit my lip, trying to ignore the muscles stiffening up in my biceps.

“Lower your arms, I want to show you your blind fold next.”

I breathed out as I lowered them.

“This way!” He caught my hand and led me over to his shelf of ties and bow ties. Sitting on the top of his accessories stand was a deep silk purple blind fold with tie sides.

“Oh wow that's so pretty! Can I touch it?!” I'd already reached out a hand, but hesitated, he'd not said I could yet.

“Of course!” He reached around me standing close behind me. “It's a black out blind so you won't be able to peak! It's silk and I want to stroke you with it first so you can see and feel how soft it is!”

“Oh, okay.” I reached out for the blindfold and picked it up, immediately it felt wonderfully soft under my fingertips. “This feels like your bedding!” I grinned as I ran my fingers over the eye piece. “Oh, it's got wire in!”

“I adore silk and yes the wire will mold to your face, over the bridge of your nose and can be shaped over your cheekbones, it's very light and won't hurt. I promise.” His hands joined mine as he slipped the blindfold from my fingers.

“I wasn't worried, just interested in how it works.” I watched him take the blindfold from my hands and lifted it up and trialled one end just above my breasts before lowering it and trailing between them, slowly pulling it back up towards himself. My whole body came out in goose bumps as I took a breath.

“I think here will do nicely.” He lifted the blindfold and let it fall over my left nipple, everything clenched as I trailed it back up.

“Oh wow.” I shifted myself back into him so I was leaning into him.

“Are you ready for me to apply the blindfold now?!”

“Yes, I am.” I stood still for him.

“I'll lift it to your face, then adjust the tension and tie it at the side of your head. Okay?!” He held the blindfold out in front of my face.

“Okay.” I loved that he was taking this one step at a time, because this was my first proper foray into giving him almost complete control over me.

He did what he said and tested the knot. “I'm going to shape it to your face now, you're doing wonderfully so far.” He kissed my shoulder.

“It's not as bad as I thought.” I didn't mind not being able to see because I trusted him.

“I'm glad, sometimes fear stands in the way because your mind tells you it's gonna be bad when it's not.” He pressed softly at the bridge of my nose and just above the cheekbones as he shaped the mask to my face.

I was now completely in the dark and relied on him for guidance.

“Stay here a moment while I go change! I won't be long!” He moved away from me.

I stayed where he had told me, but I found now that I couldn't see I could hear better. I heard him remove his shirt and his trousers he'd had on for work, then I heard him shake out something, then heard him do a zip up.

“Are you putting jeans on?!”

I heard a small laugh. “Yes, I am! See how much better you hear at the moment?! I'll let you guess which jeans I'm wearing.”

He walked back and snaked an arm around my middle and pulled flush against him.

“Oh.” They were super soft but I could feel the ripped areas. “Are they the gray jeans from Sunday?!”

He smiled into my neck as he kissed behind my ear. “Indeed! They will cause wonderful friction against your skin! Okay, let's start.”

I let a shuddery breath go. “Okay.”

“I'm going to guide you to walk back out into the bedroom! Let's see how much your coordination improves!” He chuckled.

I giggled. “You’re expecting miracles baby! But okay!”

He chuckled again as he used his left arm to turn me around.

“Give me your right arm.” His left hand stayed splayed on my side.

I handed him my right arm and wondered what he wanted my arm for. His fingers wrapped around my wrist and held my arm across his body. “I'll guide you out of the here and back into my room.”

I nodded, I was busy concentrating on where I was stepping, out of habit I looked down to see where my feet were but of course I didn't see anything.

“Start walking now darling.”

“Okay.” I took an experimental step forward and didn't trip over anything, filled with a new confidence I took a few more steps until I heard the door open.

“We're almost there now. Step through the door.”

I stepped through and waited.

“Keep walking now until you reach the bed. Once you reach the bed I want you to sit down and scoot over to the middle! I am just going to get something from the kitchen. I promise I won't be long.” He let his hands go from my body.

“Oh, okay.” I frowned as I visualized his room. I just had to head in a straight line to find the bed. I could do that.

“You're almost there now. You look wonderful.” Cameron's voice floated over from the side of the room.

I used my hands to feel the side of the bed and smiled as I turned around and sat myself on the edge of the bed and then scooted backwards.

“I'll be back in a moment or so!”

I sat in the middle with my legs crossed, wondering how long he would be. Could I take the blindfold off for a second just to peak?! I didn't wanna be caught cheating so I unfolded my legs and turned myself around to face the window, not that I could see it but I knew what end was what thankfully.

After what felt like a lifetime, I knew he'd come back in because the air around me was filled with the most wonderful smell of chocolate.

“Cameron is that cake?!” I asked as I propped myself up on my elbows.

“It is! I am going to eat it off your body and if you're very well behaved I might let you have some!”

I bit my lip.
Holly fuck... How's he gonna eat it off my body?!

He put the cake down, it must have been on a plate because I heard him place it down on the bedside table.

“Now I have to tell you the cake has a hot chocolate sauce, which will feel strange on your body but it won't burn you okay?! Do you trust me?!” The pressure on the mattress dipped as he climbed onto the bed.