Not Damaged (5 page)

“I don’t know what to have,” she said, placing her menu
down. The dress pushed her tits up, showcasing her tempting cleavage. His mouth
watered for a small taste of her flesh. Moving his arousal away from the press
of the zipper, he looked at the menu.

“I’ll order for the both of us.”

She didn’t argue, lifting her glass of water to her lips. He
watched her swallow, imagining her throat working to take his dick into her
mouth.

Get a grip.

He called over the waiter and put in his order. Ryan settled
on steak with potatoes and vegetables minus the garlic. He ordered the same for
Jesse only with a piece of chicken rather than steak.

Sending the waiter away, he stared at the woman opposite
him. Her blonde hair fell around her in waves, looking like it possessed a life
of its own.

“Do you come here often?” she asked, putting her glass back
on the table.

“Sometimes, it depends on the occasion. And, no, I’ve not
brought another woman here. This is more a restaurant for business for me. I
knew you’d look amazing and I wanted to show you off.” He looked around the
room seeing the attention she attracted from the men around them. “They all are
lusting after you.”

“Stop it, Ryan.” Her cheeks flushed.

“Okay, I think we should move onto a topic that has me
curious.”

She leaned forward, getting closer. Along the edge of the
table lay two candles giving a romantic element to the meal. When he frequented
the restaurant for business he made the waiters remove the candles. Romance is
never on his mind for business.

“You and Jake, how far did you go?” he asked.

“What do you mean?” She sat back and folded her arms under
her breasts. Defenses were up, cutting him out.

“Put your hands down by your side. I rarely take over
another man’s submissive, Jesse. I need to know what you’ve done with Jake and
how far it went. I know you weren’t intimate.” She followed his instructions,
resting her arms by her sides.
Interesting.

“
Erm
, I couldn’t get to orgasm as
you know.” He held his hand up stopping her from continuing.

“I’m not asking the reasons why.” Ryan truly believed part
of her reasons for not finding release with another man was down to her own
misgivings. Her family still lived in the past, which also stopped her from
moving on. He would make sure her past stayed there. The only way for a person
to move was to not be reminded of it. “What has Jake done with you? Spank you
with his hand, a whip, a crop, a flogger? How far have you gone? Were you his
submissive? Did you call him Sir or Master? Were you more together outside
of
 
the
club? Has
he tied you up, punished you?”

Her mouth opened then closed then opened again. “
Erm
, I never called him names. He was always Jake. The
first time we were in his playroom and he brought me to orgasm.” Her cheeks
matched the red color of her dress. “He started off spanking me with his hand
and we’d progressed to a crop and paddle. I also had clamps on my nipples. He
never tied me down but I held onto restraints and only let go when I felt like
it.”

Ryan listened to her explain everything they’d done with each
other. From the sounds of it, Jake treated her like an experimenting
girlfriend. No formal training or proper etiquette discussed between them.

“You know he’s a Dominant, right?”

“When Jake first discussed his thoughts with me I did a lot
of research. I found stuff on the net and made my own assumptions. He never did
what was described online.” She looked down at her hands, which were squeezed
together in her lap.

The waiter placed their meal in front of them. Ryan thanked
the man then started eating. “What did you read online?”

“Stuff about a Dom and a submissive.”
She wouldn’t look at him. His curiosity rising, he took a chunk of steak and
chewed the succulent meat.

“Tell me about what you liked. Don’t leave anything out.”

Jesse looked up at him then down at her meal.

“Remember, no running. I’m here to stay, baby.”

She took some chicken into her mouth, licking her lips.

“I liked the relationship some of the sites portrayed. I
even read a few short stories and some blogs that gave advice.” She stopped to
eat some more. He forgot all about everyone around the restaurant. His focus
directed only at her. “The Dom was totally devoted to his woman. He didn’t want
to share her with anyone but he showed her off to the community. They were
allowed to look but not touch. She called him Sir or Master and she did so
willingly. Everything about their relationship was strong even though she did
as he asked all the time.”

“What about punishments?” he asked.

“Her punishments were deserved as she disobeyed him. He
never beat her or cut her off. Everything he did was to improve her behavior
but to also show her how much he cared.”

And there was Jesse’s yearning. For so long people cared but
always walked away. None of the men in her life made her feel treasured and
left once she opened up to them.

“I want to ask you something and you’ve got to be honest
with me.”

“I’ll do anything,” she said, pleading with him.

“I’m a Dom, Jesse. I trained to handle subs from punishment
to pleasure. I’ve seen Natalie be punished for an indiscretion toward her
Master. I’ve watched subs get collared and seen relationships bloom. There are
bad sides to the lifestyle, I’m not going to lie, there are bad just like there
are good sides.” He motioned for her to continue eating while he talked. “You’re
a submissive, Jesse. It’s good and it shows your strength. Tomorrow, I would
like to explore this dynamic between us. I’m asking you to come to my home
where you’ll be my sub. It will be light play, nothing hard core or painful.
I’ll show you my playroom along with my toys. It’s up to you what you decide.”

* * * *

Jesse agreed. Every time she read something on line or saw
couples at the club she’d found her arousal intensify. Jake talked to her about
the lifestyle but he never played it out with her. He wouldn’t be her Dom as he
only agreed to give her pleasure. She finished her meal, except for some
potatoes. Her stomach was in knots staring across the table at him.

Several women kept looking their way admiring him. She
wanted to claw their eyes out. Ryan was her man. He ordered a chocolate
cheesecake for desert with extra cream. Across the table he fed her from his
fork. She leaned in close keeping her eyes on his lips as he ate the desert
himself.

Ryan would be her Dom.
Damn,
she’d
have to phone her family to explain her no appearance at Sunday lunch.

“Will I be able to phone my parents tomorrow? I always have
lunch with them on Sunday but I’d like to spend the day with you.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in case your father wants to talk to
me.”

He finished up the cheesecake, giving her the last forkful.
She waited peacefully while he handled the bill. The waiter smiled at her.
Jesse didn’t smile back or say anything to him. Her attention was on the man
who’d captured her heart.

Freezing in her seat, she watched Ryan sign his name.

Captured her heart? What did that mean?

“Are you ready to leave?” he asked.

They left the restaurant together. A wrap or coat was
unnecessary against the heat of the summer night. She sat beside him in the car
while he drove toward her home.

“Why are we stopping here?” she asked, staring up at her
home.

“I’ll drop you off to work on Monday. You’ll need clothes
for tomorrow and work. Come on, I’ll help you pack.” He parked the car and
climbed out before she even opened her door. She followed him up to the front
door. Ryan took the keys from her.

Fingers shaking, she breezed past him to go to her room.

Love?
Was she in love with Ryan? No
answer met her inner question, not that she was expecting any.

One week couldn’t determine her feelings. Shaking her head,
she opened the wardrobe door, grabbing her office suit, a pair of flat shoes
along with a dress for tomorrow. Staring at the bag of new underwear she
settled on a blue satin pair then some shoes to go with it. Ryan leaned against
the doorframe watching her.

“I can see the outline of your thong,” he said. She looked
up to see his dark gaze piercing her.

“Do you want me to change?”

“Don’t even think about it. Tonight I get to undress you and
I intend to remove that thong with my teeth.”

He offered her a hand. Grabbing the case, she placed her
palm against his. Ryan took her luggage and together they walked downstairs,
once outside she locked up her front door. She left one light on to detract
burglars.

Seated in his car minutes later, Ryan drove her out of the
city.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“I’m taking you to my country house. My penthouse suite is
too formal where I arrange all my business meetings. Our day together has to be
where I’m most comfortable. You’re not business, you’re total pleasure.” He
squeezed her hand before navigating traffic.

She expected something garish and scary for his country
home. When he pulled up beside the house, she was surprised by how modest it
looked. They were surrounded by conifer trees, which helped to hide the main
building from passers-by.

“I got this place for a bargain over five years ago,” he
said, climbing out of the car.

“Do you live here all the time?”

“Yes. When it’s really late I stay at my penthouse apartment
but I try to get back here most times. Some nights I don’t want to drive to
far. Come on, I’ll show you around.” He opened the front door.

The scent of lavender hit her straight away.

“Do you have a lot of gardens?” she asked.

“No, I got this place for the lack of upkeep. I don’t want to
keep hiring gardeners or staff. In the summer I buzz over the lawn and that’s
all I need to do.” He switched on the hallway light. “This is the living room.
Behind the closed door is my office. If I need to work but don’t feel like
going to the city I do everything in there.” He opened the door and turned on
the light.

Books lined all walls with a comfortable chair and sofa in
the center. Near the windows a large oak desk sat with a full plush chair
behind it.

“See, nothing special.” He switched off the office light
before leading her through a small dining room into a large kitchen. "My
mom comes and cooks for me some times. My parents are away on a cruise right
now, living it up. I’m sure you’ll meet them very soon. You’re the kitchen
expert, what do you think?”

“Do you cook?” she asked.

“A little.
I wouldn’t hold out on
my holding a dinner party.”

“Denise really wants to meet you,” she said, thinking about
her friend at work. “I don’t know why I just said that.”

“Well, what do you think?” he asked, running his fingers up
and down the counter.

“I love it. It’s large. You’ve seen my kitchen,
it’s
very pokey.” Modern gadgets dotted the far counter.

“Now you’ve got all the mod cons to go with the kitchen. I
forgot to tell you, you’d be cooking tomorrow.” He smiled as she couldn’t
contain the squeal of excitement.

“Thank you.” She wrapped her arms around him, kissing his
cheek then lips.

“If I knew this’d get you crazy I’d have given you a kitchen
sooner.” The teasing tone warmed his voice.

“You’re so bad.” He made her feel so relaxed in her own
skin.

The air between them changed becoming charged. She started
into his eyes, resting her head against his.

His hands went to her thighs and started to gather up her
dress. In one smooth move, he lifted her onto the counter, claiming her lips at
the same time.

Moaning, she sank her fingers into his hair as he rubbed his
cock between her thighs. The dress far enough up her body for her to move
tighter to him. Crying out, she opened her lips, giving him the opportunity to
slide his tongue inside.

Ryan took full advantage, kissing her deeply.

“Fuck, you taste so sweet.” He lifted her up, carrying her
out of the kitchen then toward the stairs.

“Stop, I’m too heavy,” she said, pressing a hand to his
chest.

“You’re not.” Ryan squeezed her ass. “You’re fucking
perfect.”

Giggling, she stopped talking as he carried her upstairs to
his bedroom.

Chapter Five

Slamming the door closed, Ryan put her down on the floor.
Her shoes fell off on the way upstairs. Turning her to face the bed with the
mirror overlooking them, he unzipped the back of the dress. His cock tightened
harder against his zipper. Pain along with pleasure coursed through his body,
begging to be inside her.

He pressed his fingers inside the back of her dress touching
her naked skin. Jesse gasped, her eyes widening as she stared up into the
mirror. Looking at her reflection he pushed the dress of her shoulders so the
fabric fell to the floor.

“Step out of it and kick it aside,” he said.

She did as he asked, kicking the dress away. “It’s
expensive.”

“I paid for it and I wanted to see you kick it away.” He
despised the dress for teasing him all night. Wrapping an arm around her waist,
he pulled her in close. “Look at yourself.” Stroking her stomach, he fingered
the strap of her bra. “I could bend you over this bed and fuck you so fucking
hard.”

“Yes."

Ryan smiled. Tonight they would not be fucking. It was
amazing what someone could do with a bit of imagination. He wouldn’t tell her
what he planned. Stripping the bra from her body, he admired the rounded curves
of her tits. Nipples were hard, pressing up, begging for his lips.

He took one of her hands and brought it around her back to
press over the hard ridge of his shaft. “All night I’ve been hard thinking
about this moment.”

Kissing her neck, he cupped one of her tits, pinching the
nipple. She crossed her legs, causing friction from the pressure
.
Slapping her
thigh, he ordered her to open her legs. “You will not be touching your pretty
clit until I’m ready.”

She growled in frustration.

Pinching her nipple hard, he moved back from her. “Go to the
edge of the bed and bend over. I want to see that piece of red between your
ass
.” He removed his jacket then opened the cuffs of his
shirt. Watching her step to the edge of the bed, bend over and rest on her
palms, he finally removed his shirt.

The ink stood out. She’d never seen him completely naked. By
the end of the night she’d see every part of him.

Grabbing the chair he kept in the room, he moved it so he
sat staring at her ass.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

 
“I’m looking at
you.”

The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils. Looking closer
he saw the fabric over her pussy was wet from her arousal.

Running a finger up the inside of her thigh, he listened to
her moan. Stroking over the small triangle covered her mound, he asked, “Are
you wet?”

“You know I am,” she said.

Ryan spanked the cheek of her ass, moving to the edge of the
chair. She cried out but didn’t pull away. Jesse really didn’t know how strong
she actually was.

He followed the line of the string going between her
ass
up to the base of her back. Down he followed the line
until he cupped her pussy in his palm. Sliding his fingers beneath the red
fabric he touched her cream-soaked slit.

Jesse cried out as he glided a finger over her clit then
down to penetrate her cunt. “Now that’s what I consider wet,” he said, feeling
her tighten around him.

Removing his hands, he moved the thong out of his way
getting a clearer view of her puckered anus and her creamy slit. She knelt
naked while he still wore his dress pants.

“I wish Natalie was here now. I’d get her to take a picture
of your pussy.” Leaning back, he simply stared at the perfection of her.

When he could stand it no longer, he pushed the chair out of
his way, taking hold of her hips he flipped her around to face him. Jesse
landed on the bed. Her tits bouncing as he moved her up to rest against his
pillows, blonde hair spread out.

Satisfaction filled him at seeing her on his bed.

Claiming her lips, he plundered her mouth, meeting her
tongue with his. Biting into her bottom lip, he dropped the kiss going to her
neck. He went down the column of her neck until he took one of her nipples into
his mouth.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, smashing her pussy
against his stomach. Holding onto her hips, he moved to her breasts, lavishing
each nipple with attention.

Jesse squirmed, rubbing against him. Dropping from her tits
he kissed down, sliding his tongue into her belly button. He held her down,
crawling backward until he settled between her thighs.

His shoulders held her open, stopping her from closing her
thighs. Ryan opened the lips of her sex revealing her swollen clit. Watering
for a taste of her, he circled the nub with his tongue. Her essence exploded in
his mouth.

Their moans mingled together. With one hand, he held her
lips open and with the other he slid a finger inside her pussy. She was so
fucking tight, gripping his finger like a fist. When he did finally fuck her
with his shaft, he’d make sure she was soaking wet before slamming inside her.

Pre-cum leaked out of the tip of his cock into his pants.
The desire to push all of his good ideals out the window and simply fuck her
was strong. Instead, he sucked her clit into his mouth sliding down to
penetrate her pussy with his tongue. Each time he changed from his fingers to
his tongue, giving her constant never ending pleasure.

Jesse screamed.

Pressing a hand to her stomach, he held her in place as he
bit down on her clit adding that bite of pain she needed. She exploded,
thrusting onto his fingers as he sucked and nibbled on her clit.

Her cream coated his chin but he didn’t let up until she
finally came down from her orgasm. His shaft hurt and he knew the indentation
of the zipper would show on it.

Sitting back, he wiped her cream off and stared into her
blue eyes. His heart suddenly stopped as something struck him deep. Fuck, he’d
fallen for Jesse Robinson.

* * * *

Her legs shook from her orgasm.

Wow, Jesse couldn’t form any other words as she stared into
Ryan’s dark brown eyes. They were almost black with his arousal. He sat up off
the bed. His cock pressed hard against his pants and the tightness made her
wince.

“Is it painful?” she asked.

“Yes.”

Going to her knees, she shuffled closer then sat back on her
bottom. Pulling on the belt holding his pants up, she fed the leather through
the loops then eased open the buckle. She tugged the belt away then went for
the button. Jesse made sure not to hurt him when she slid the zipper over the
hard length.

He growled and she took her time to pull his pants down. The
boxer briefs were not big enough to stop her view of his cock. The tip appeared
over the top of his pants. Ryan moved her hands out of the way. Within seconds
he stood naked at the edge of the bed.

The ink stood out on his skin, capturing her attention. This
was her first time seeing him naked. For a forty year old man he was in the
peak of health. Reaching out, she pressed her palm to his stomach. He covered
her hand with his own.

She looked down over his ink, loving the spiral snaking up
one arm that ended near his neck. Each design was more intricate than the last.
He pushed her hand down.

Unable to stop herself she followed the direction of his
hand to where he gripped the base of his shaft.

Staring at his cock, she admired the thickness and length.
No one could argue with the size of his cock. He was huge. Feeling him through
his clothing hadn’t done him justice at all.

The head looked red and swollen, glistening with his
pre-cum.

“Touch me, Jesse,” he said.

Gripping his cock, she worked from base to tip going up and
down, feeling how soft yet hard he was. His fingers stroked through her hair.

The only sound to be heard in the room came from their heavy
breathing.

“You’re big,” she said.

He chuckled. “I know. God, I love your hands on me.”

She stared up at him. His gaze was on her the whole time.
Working his shaft she looked down and watched the pre-cum gather, soaking the
tip. She caught some on her fingers working his natural lube over his flesh.

Moving in close, she craved the feel of him inside her
mouth. Jesse wanted to give him the same kind of pleasure he gave her. Opening
her lips, she took the head of his cock inside. His cum coated her tongue and
she swallowed him down, moaning.

“Fuck.”

Both hands held onto her head as she sucked half way down
his length. When the tip hit the back of her throat she pulled away. Bobbing
her head she sucked him into her mouth.

“Your mouth is so perfect. That’s right, baby,
go
down on me.”

Ryan pumped his hips as she met him. Each time he hit the
back of her throat she tried to take more of him down. Gripping his thighs, she
moaned, feeling her own arousal spike once again.

All too soon, Ryan pulled out of her mouth.

“Why have you stopped?” she asked, feeling bereft at him leaving
her mouth.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. “Come here and give me
that pussy.”

“You’ve already given me pleasure.”

“I want to taste you again. Don’t make me ask twice.”

Remembering the feel of his palm against her ass, Jesse felt
torn. Part of her didn’t want to disobey him while another wanted to feel his
palm against her ass once again.

Giving Ryan what he wanted won out. Climbing back on the
bed, she squealed as he went to his back twisting her over his body. Her knees
feel over either side of his head, face on his thigh.

Heat filled her cheeks at how vulnerable she lay. His cock
stood straight and was still rock hard. The shaft coated with her saliva.

“Suck me, baby.” Fingers opened her pussy and then his lips
touched her once again. Crying out, she held onto his thighs as fingers pressed
inside her, stretching her out.

Holding onto his cock, she sucked him in deep. His tongue
did wicked things to her pussy as she sucked on his dick.

Fingers pressed against her puckered anus. She tensed up but
Ryan didn’t wait for her to protest. He pushed a finger into her ass while
tonguing her clit. The pleasure and pain combined, sending her close to the
edge, which she didn’t think possible.

Working her mouth over his shaft, she swallowed down his
pre-cum.
Cupping
his balls, she caressed them in her
palms, wanting to feel him erupt in her mouth.

“If you don’t want me to come in your mouth you better stop
now and finish me off with your hand.”

Jesse moaned as another finger worked inside her ass while
his tongue speared her cunt. Her orgasm was so close. Thrusting her hips onto
his fingers and tongue, Jesse cried out as her orgasm slammed through her.

At the same time Ryan exploded in her mouth. His cock
jerked, washing her mouth with his cum.
Swallowing
it
down, she moaned at the same time. She didn’t know how much time passed as her
orgasm took over all thought and feeling.

When his cum finally ceased she released him, collapsing
over his body.

“And that’s why I let you go on top rather than take the
position myself.”

“What do you mean?” she asked. Her brain turned to mush as
her skin was over sensitive.

“I’m too heavy and I’d squash you but you feel perfect to
me.” Ryan stroked her back. Resting her head on his stomach, she didn’t care
how close his cock was to her hair.

“I can’t think right now. Give me a few minutes to get my
bearings.” Pushing some hair off her face, she held onto his body.

It dawned on her she lay over Ryan and she didn’t care about
the intimacy. He stroked her body, soothing her with his touch.

Maybe Ryan really was right. She wasn’t damaged or broken
but whole. Feeling happy, she snuggled in close.

“Come on, baby, we need to get you in the shower.”

Ryan being heavier than her easily moved her off him. She
squealed in protest as he carried her into the bathroom.

“You’ve got to stop carrying me around,” she complained.

“No, I don’t. You’ll learn, Jesse. I do what I want.”

* * * *

The following morning, Ryan opened his eyes to find Jesse
still asleep. After he’d taken her to the shower, he brought her to orgasm a
third time while reaching his second. By the time he finished with her, she
collapsed to the bed, begging for him to give her some rest.

He smiled, recalling how tired she became from his touch.
The sun shone through the curtains, heating their skin. Placing a hand on her
back, he looked over to see it was past nine. Ryan watched her sleep and
thought about the new meaning to his feelings toward her. Today they’d explore
the basics of submission. Stroking a finger up her spine he tried to draw her
out of the land of nod.

“Stop it, leave me alone,” she said, shaking him off.

Chuckling, he kissed her cheek. “Hey, princess, it’s time to
get up. You’ve got to call your family unless you’ve changed your mind about
today?” He waited for her to respond. She opened one eye and stared at him.

The blue looked confused for a second then she sat up. “No,
I’ve not changed my mind.” She stretched.

Dropping his gaze to her breasts, he saw they were darker
red than before from his attention to the hard nubs. Her tits really did call
to him. Even now he wanted to suck on them, spending all day admiring them. His
cock hardened at the sight.

“Is that all you think about?” she asked, glancing down at
his shaft.

“Around you, yes. I can’t imagine anything else.”

“If it’s all you imagine why haven’t you fucked me yet? I
did notice last night we did everything but.” She gave him a pointed look.