Owned by Him (13 page)

“Okay, wow, I get it. The
resort is above board, and we’re both safe.” She took his hand. “I trust you,
Elijah. Do I need to be worried about what you’ve got planned for us?”

“No. We’re not joining in
the fun. I’ve got a place near the ocean. It’s secluded and away from the
resort. I own it, and I wanted you to see part of my life.”

“A
weekend away for us both to be together without any trouble?”

“Yeah.”

She settled her head against
his chest. “I love you.”

“Baby, words can’t describe
how much I love you.”

The rest of the plane ride
to the resort went by without a hitch. Amber fell asleep with her head on his
lap. He stroked through her red curls, staring out of the window across from
him. This weekend was about more than getting them to spend time together. He
hoped to rekindle their life with him as the Dominant and her as his
submissive. Elijah missed their time together and the intensity of their
relationship within that world.

He’d always been a Dom, and
he knew in his own mind that he’d never change that part of him. Amber with all
of her spunky attitude and fiery personality was a submissive at heart. There
were moments when he saw her need to be controlled flash in her eyes.

They needed this weekend
together to get back to the way they were. Over the last few weeks they’d gained
ground with their feelings for each other, and now he felt was the time to
advance on that. His palms were sweaty and his cock aching with need, but he
was determined to have everything with Amber. Elijah knew it was possible. She
was the woman for him, and there was nothing stopping them from being together.

Chapter Eleven

“What do you think?” Elijah
asked.

Amber stared at the cabin or
holiday home or whatever the hell you wanted to call it. She loved it instantly.
Turning around she stared out at the ocean. The sun was setting, and the orange
and fiery red tones blazing in the sky made her gasp. This was such a perfect
place to be. The cabin looked like a luxurious bungalow surrounded by sand and
trees. The resort itself was idyllic, and to anyone knew or was experimenting
the place wouldn’t feel threatening.

“This is perfect, Elijah.
Your friend really knew what he was doing.”

His arms wrapped around her
waist. “Our luggage has been unpacked. Do you want to go and look inside?”

“Not yet. I want to watch
the sun go down.”

Living in the city she never
got chance to watch the sunset.

“It’s so beautiful,” she
said. She held onto his hands, resting against him.

“I always thought of you
when I watched the sunset.” He kissed the side of her head.

“Me?”

“Yeah.
Look at the colors, Amber. They’re fiery, passionate,
and so full of life. You’re the same. Your hair is the same color as the fire,
and I’ve seen the passion you have. But if you look at the sky, there’s so much
going on that no one really sees what truly is happening,” he said. His voice
was intoxicating. He reeled her in with his words.

“What’s really happening?”
she asked, staring at the sky but so focused on the man behind her.

“The sky is just as submissive
as you. On the outside it’s all the passion and the attitude, but if you look
long enough and hard enough, you see the sun is simply going down. It’s
submissive to its Master.”

“You’re talking about more
than the sun, Elijah,” she said.

He turned her in his arms.
“I am talking about more than the sun. Staring at the sunset always reminded me
of you. Wherever I went within the world, I’d always remember you. You were the
one person I never wanted to forget or to escape from.”

She stared into his eyes,
captivated by his intense stare.

“You’re my submissive, Amber.
You’re my woman, and you’re my sunset.”

“What do you mean?” she
asked. Tears filled her eyes. Elijah was opening up to her in ways she didn’t
think was possible.

“You’re
my
everything
, Amber. You’re my submissive, the woman I argue with and have
fun with. I’ve wasted seven long years to get my shit together, but I’m telling
you, baby, you’re not going to have to wait another damn minute for me. I’m
here, and I’m ready to commit to you.”

“Why did you get so sweet?”

“You’re the reason.
Only you.”

She reached out, stroking
his cheek. “I’m ready, too. I’m ready for you to be my Master again and my
Elijah.”

He leaned down and kissed
her. His tongue plundered her mouth, demanding and so in control. She missed
this. “I have to taste you. I need you spread out on my bed.”

“I want that, too.” She
circled his neck, pressing her body against his.

Elijah grabbed her ass,
rubbing his cock against her pussy. She moaned, kissing him back as he took her
lips once again.

“Not out here. I’m taking
you inside.”

Picking her up, he crossed
the threshold of the cabin. She liked the thought of calling it a cabin more
than a bungalow. His place was modern with all the touches a man could want.
The cabin was open planned, and she saw all the rooms in one turn. The doors
were wide open, and she spotted a pool out of the far window.

“Wow.”

“Is that the only word in
your vocabulary?” he asked, teasing her.

“Around you it seems to be.
This place is amazing.”

He put her on her feet
giving her a chance to look around. She noticed there was no office. There was
a large sitting room with a full length plasma television. There was a small
fireplace on the side wall, which made it look cozy. She imagined in the winter
it would make staying at the resort comfortable.

Through to the kitchen she
saw an open plan kitchen and dining room.

“Do you entertain a lot?”
she asked.

“Never.”

The appliances were top of
the range. The cabin layout was better than her apartment.

Next he took her through to
another room, the main bedroom.

“This is where we’ll be
sleeping,” he said.

The bed was large and open.
She caressed the sheets, feeling the silk of them against the pads of her
fingers.

“Every
comfort, right?”

“Yeah.
There’s another room I want to show you.” He took her
hand and led her through to where she imagined the office would be. The door
didn’t have a lock. “I had this installed, but I never planned to use it. I
felt I needed to make it, and I think even then I always intended to claim you,
Amber.”

He opened the door and
switched on the light.

The room was large, like an
office, only this office was not intended for work but for play. She gasped as
she recognized several devices and toys.

“This is your playroom?”

“It’s
our
playroom. I’ve never used this with anyone else. You’re the
only person I want, Amber.”

She stepped inside and felt
like she was going into another life. The desire to get down on her knees and
present herself to him was strong. She held off and took the time to admire the
playroom.

A lot of care and attention
had gone into decorating this room. Like in most playrooms one wall was devoted
to spanking equipment. She eyed the whips, coils, floggers, and paddles. Elijah
had used each one in Club Kink. These were personal spanking toys. No other
woman had known the pleasure or the pain they could create. In the BDSM club,
the toys were cleaned before every use, but others had felt what they could
create.

Her personal favorite item
was the spanking bench. She loved leaning over the bench and being open to her
Master for him to spank.

She moved toward the bench,
touching the hard leather. “It’s beautiful.”

There were chains hung from
the wall, and on the far wall, next to the floggers was a cross. They’d never
used it at Club Kink. She didn’t like to be open or vulnerable in front of
people.

“I’ve always wanted to get
you naked for me. I want you to trust me with your body.”

“I trust you.”

“I’d like to play with you
this weekend, Amber.”

“And I’d like that, too,
Sir.”

She let out a sigh. Amber
hadn’t called him Master or Sir in a long time. Hearing his title sound off her
lips and into the air, made her feel calm.

****

Elijah smiled. His hands
shook as he reached for her. Seeing her inside his playroom made all the weeks
and months put into decorating the room worthwhile. He’d spent hours trawling
the internet looking for the right toys to fill the room.

Even though he’d tried to
forget about Amber, she’d always been at the forefront of his mind when organizing
his room.

“Do you want me to assume
the position?” she asked, taking him by surprise.

He shook his head. “No.”

“Why
not?”

“We’ve got all weekend to
experiment and explore. Tonight, I want you as you are.” Elijah led her out of
the playroom, shutting the door behind him.

She didn’t say another word
as he led her to the back of the cabin to where the bedroom was. He let her go,
and they faced each other. The bed was a dominating presence between them.

“Do you want this?” he
asked. He wanted her to be ready.

“I’m ready, Elijah.
So ready.”

Closing the small distance
that lay between them, Elijah sank his fingers into her hair, bringing her
closer to him with his grip. She went without a fight, relaxing against him.

“I need your lips. Give them
to me.”

She went on her toes as she
leaned down, brushing his lips against hers. He touched her so lightly and
fleetingly that she moaned.

“Please, Elijah, don’t tease
me. It has been too long.”

“And this will be amazing.
Trust me, baby. I know what I’m doing.”

He fingered the buttons of
her suit jacket and popped them out, opening her jacket. Loosening his grip on
her hair, he pushed the open jacket from her shoulders.

Amber gasped.

“I’ve barely touched you,
and you’re already shaking.”

“I’m turned on. I need you
to touch me.”

“I will. All in good time,”
he said, stroking fingers down the front of her shirt. He purposely missed
skimming her nipples. The buds were
so
tight as they
pressed to the front of her shirt. He went down caressing her stomach and tugging
at her shirt to pull it out of the skirt.

“You and
time.
You’re going to drive me crazy with your need to
prolong everything.”

“It’ll be worth it when
you’re screaming my name in orgasm.”

She gasped, pressing toward
him. “I need you now.”

“I’m in charge. Wait for
it.”

Amber closed her eyes,
whimpering.

He tugged her shirt out and
began unbuttoning her shirt. She wore a lacy white bra. He saw the dark red
tips of her nipples, glinting at him through the lace. Pushing the shirt from
her shoulders, he knelt before her.

Elijah looked up at her,
staring up the length of her body. “You’re so damn beautiful.”

Running his hands up her
legs, he found the zipper and pulled. The dress fell down her body in a heap on
the floor. He held her hand, giving her help to step out and kick the skirt
aside.

She was mostly naked with
only her bra and panties remaining. He stood and circled her where she stood in
front of him. Elijah reached out stroking her back then moving around to caress
her arm. He touched her, circling her at the same time.

Goosebumps erupted all over
her flesh. He saw them. Her nipples were hard buds pressing against the lace of
her bra. His mouth watered for a taste of her supple flesh.

“I bet you’re wet for me,
aren’t you, baby?” he asked, standing close to her.

He wrapped an arm around her
middle, kissing her neck.

“You know I am.”

Teasing her, Elijah stroked
an arm down her middle to rest on her rounded stomach. He kept his hand on her
stomach while kissing and nibbling her neck. Only when he knew she was ready to
be touched did he caress down to her covered mound. The front of her panties
were soaking wet with cream.

Elijah gripped the fabric,
then
tore it from her body. She gasped, arching up toward
his palm. Chuckling, he settled his palm against the fine hairs of her pussy.
She was so fucking wet and sweet.

“Wet,
dripping wet.”
He bit down on
her shoulder as he pressed a finger deep inside her tight entrance. Adding a
second finger, he pumped inside her, drawing out the pleasure and watching as
her body shook. He’d not touched her clit yet, and she was panting for more.