Push The Button (12 page)

When they got to the building, Nicole told David that she needed to shower and He told her He would make Himself comfortable. She offered Him a towel and washcloth so He could shower too.

“What am I supposed to wear when I’m done? My sweaty clothes?”

“I found some men’s clothing in my closet a while back. I can iron those for you, if you’d like,” Nicole answered.

David felt Himself begin to stir.

“Oh, you don’t have to. I’ll be ok…”

“Oh no no no, Sir,” she said playfully. “You’re a guest in my home. Let me take care of you,” she continued, curtseying in front of Him.

“Stop that,” David said, half-serious. She had no idea what her supplication was doing to Him.

Nicole shook her head, “Fiiine!” She went into the bathroom to take her shower.

David made His way to their bedroom.

He didn’t have a lot of time.

****
Nicole wrapped her towel around herself. 
Shoot, I don’t have anything to put on
. She should have been more concerned about being indecent around David, but she felt abnormally comfortable. She actually felt like she was too covered up. 
That’s odd
 she thought to herself. She shrugged it off and dried herself off thoroughly.

“David?” she called out, “Can you please hand me the bathrobe hanging on the door to my closet in my bedroom?”

David did not respond and she wondered if He had heard her.

“David?? Did you hear me?” she asked again, a bit louder this time.

Silence.

Did He leave? What the hell? She opened the bathroom door and went towards her bedroom. She walked in to see David standing in the middle of the open space by her bed. His hands were behind his back. He had lit a candle while she was in the bathroom.

“David, what is going on? What are you–”

“Quiet.”

“Excuse me?”

David raised His eyes to stare at her. Nicole met His stare, a questioning look on her face.

“I do not repeat myself Nicole. You know that.”

“What the hell are you–”

Nicole could not finish her sentence because in less than two seconds, David had crossed the space between them and had His right hand around her throat. One second later, His left hand pulled her towel off of her body, leaving her completely naked in front of Him. He pushed her back against the wall behind her. She raised her hands to fight Him off, but He grabbed both of her arms with His free hand and pushed them over her head behind her, pinning them against the wall. His right hand squeezed a bit tighter around her throat.

“Baby…how do I look?”
“You look beautiful, Star.”
“Well, you would say that since you picked this outfit out!”
“I wasn’t talking about the outfit. I was talking about you.”
“Aww baby, you’re so sweet…”

“You… are… mine…” He growled into her right ear before His mouth descended onto her shoulder, kissing it first then biting. Nicole twisted her body in an instinctual fight against His attack, then tried to raise her feet to kick her feet up, but He spread her feet wide, trapping them with His. She could not move.

She was His. In that moment, she was His…again.

David felt a tear release itself and fall to her shoulder. He kissed it.

“You see that star right there?”
“Which one, Sir?”
“That one, riiiight there”
“Mmhmmm, I see it”
“See how bright it’s shining?”
“Mmhmmm”
“That’s you, Star. You shine so bright in my life.”
“You say the nicest things, Sir”
“I adore you.”

“Remember me…”

He whispered, tightening His hand around her throat as He felt her resistance waning. He glanced at her out of the corner of His eye. She was still with Him. She was not about to faint. He knew her, knew her threshold. She could handle way more than this.

“You’re not letting me walk away, are you?”
“No.”
“I didn’t think so.”
“But you have to tell me if you want to. Tell me if you’re unhappy, Star.”
“If I am unhappy, You will fix it. We will make it better.”
“I want you to know that you can leave if you have to.”
“Do you mean that?”
“No.”
“I didn’t think so.”

“Know me…”

He felt her arms give up their fight and He released His hold on them. They fell around His neck. His right hand eased its grip on her throat and He felt her shaking her head. He looked back at her and saw her lips moving.

“More…” she managed to get out, a crack in her whisper.

He tightened His grip on her throat as His left hand traveled lower to feel out her response. She was drenched. She was preparing herself for Him, despite every memory her mind lost. Her body remembered and responded. He clasped her wetness, gently at first, then more firmly.

“Mine!” He muttered harshly into her ear.

“What did you put in my drink?”
“Ha ha”
“No, seriously, Sir. What the hell happened? When did I fall in love with You?”
“It took a while, but it was bound to happen.”
“Mmhmmm.”
“I mean, how can I not…?”
“I know”
“You’re mine.”
“Always”

He lifted her right leg slightly, giving Him enough room to position Himself for entry. He stopped Himself and looked at her.

“Say you want this. Say it!”

“I…want…this…”

“Are you sure, Nicole?”

“Yes…yes… it feels….”

David was inside of her before she could finish her thought. He wrapped first her right leg, then her left leg around His waist. She tightened her grip on His neck as He lifted her and fully positioned her on top of His hardness. He moved within her with the desperation of a starved prisoner of war. He battled internally, feeling He might be taking advantage of her. He slowed down, but then felt her legs wrap around Him tighter.

“Don’t stop…don’t stop…this is… this is…” she panted.

“This is…what?”

“This is amazing. This is what I’ve needed. Oh God don’t stop, don’t stop…”

“Quiet.”

Nicole let out a moan.

“Are you here?”

Nicole gasped as she felt Him deep inside of her.

“My Star, are… you… here??!”

“Yes…,” her nails dug into His back.

“…
Sir
.”

“Mmmm... Good morning,” Nicole said groggily, smiling at David’s closed eyes and lips.

He inhaled and exhaled steadily. His eyelid fluttered but remained closed. His chest rose and fell. Nicole traced the outline of His upper lip with her index finger, slowly...deliberately.

“Good morrrrning,” she purred, again, trying to awaken Him. She was horny. Really horny.

He opened one eye, slightly, and looked down at her.

“You’re speaking to...?”

“You, silly!” she responded, playfully smacking His chest. He grabbed her wrist before she could smack His chest again and squeezed.

“Again...to whom are you speaking?”

Nicole paused with a confused look on her face. She looked down, trying to figure out what she was doing or saying wrong. She felt His hand tighten its grasp on her wrist as her fingers began to throb. In the next moment, David was on top of her, the length of His body covering hers, His weight pressing down, binding her. He pushed her wrist above her head with His left hand and grabbed her other hand with His right, pinning it at her side.

“Sir.”

Nicole squirmed under Him, the pressure on her wrists becoming increasingly painful.

“Say it.”

“Sir, Sir, Sir!”

David raised His eyebrow. “That’s funny to you? Oh, I see.”

“No, no, no.”

“No...
what
?”

“No, Sir.”

“Spread your legs.”

She looked into His eyes and was startled by the intensity of His lust. His eyes were darker and there was not one single trace of a smile on His face. He meant business. She kept her legs closed.

“Defiant....bitch,” He bit out, annoyed. “Spread your legs, woman.”

She arched her back and attempted to stretch her body. His right leg worked its way between hers and forced her legs open. In a swift move, He released her hands, grabbed her hips, and buried Himself deep inside of her welcoming wetness.

She
was
horny.

He slowly and deeply stroked her as she began to open up for Him, completely. The first moan escaped, then a second, louder one. Then her eyes clenched closed and her palms grabbed the sheets. He quickened His pace, beads of sweat forming across His forehead. He raised Himself to His knees, bringing her up with Him so that her hips were elevated off of the bed. He pushed her knees back towards her breasts, as He filled her to capacity with every down stroke. She reached towards His chest, her nails connecting with His nipples. He winced, but kept up His rhythm. She scratched Him again, digging her nails deeper again this time. Again, He winced.

“Stop that.”

“Why? Does it hurt?” she asked with a smirk.

She pinched and pulled His left nipple, biting her lip as she enjoyed His jerking reaction.

“Well...does it?”

“You know what that shit does to me,” He responded, slowing the pace down a bit. He leaned down, bringing His face closer to hers. “Don’t play with me, woman.”

“Playing is fun....
Sir
”

Nicole gasped as she felt David’s hand around her throat squeezing, cutting off her air supply. He resumed His rapid pace, stroking her deep, hitting her walls as deeply as He could fit.

“Watch your fucking tone, Star.”

David closed His eyes, feeling Himself disconnect from the scene somewhat. He was in His zone. His space. Again...

He smacked her mouth for her petulance. Twice to make a point. He faintly heard her muffled vacillation between gasps for life and moans of little deaths. She was still alive. She was fine. He pulled out of her only for as long as it took to turn her over onto her stomach. He spread her cheeks wide and entered her from behind. He glanced down and saw that he was covered in white cream. She loved every moment of His assault. He allowed the space to engulf Him, falling forward onto her. He bit her left ear, then sucked it, then bit it again. She yelped, so He bit harder. She cried out and He smiled.

“Breathe.”

She took a deep breath as He turned her head to face into the pillow. His right hand grabbed the back of her neck, pushing her face into the pillow as His left hand grabbed her waist. He continued to pump into her, feeling Himself reach His peak. He knew she would join Him there momentarily.

He let go of her neck and she immediately turned her head to breathe in deeply. Her walls tightened around Him and He knew she was about to explode. He hit her spot, over and over, feeling Himself ready to explode.

“Come with me. Now. NOW!” He commanded. He felt her walls tighten, almost painfully around Him, and felt the gush of her release hot against His skin. This sent Him over the edge and He unleashed His own flow deep into her. He grabbed her close to Him and buried His face between her shoulder blades.

They breathed. Each other. Absorbing the other’s existence... in that moment. No words spoken as they recovered and returned to themselves.

“You have a lot to learn...again.”

***********

“Gah, I have
no
idea what to wear today!”

Nicole brushed her teeth, lamenting her indecisiveness right before such an important interview. Two weeks ago, with David’s encouragement, she began sending out her resume to see if it would get any bites. Within a few days, she had lined up three job interviews and two reputable community-based organizations and one philanthropy firm. The firm’s interview was scheduled for that morning and she was nervous because the opportunity was simply amazing. The firm was located in Washington, D.C. and she had already slam-dunked the phone interview. They were highly impressed with her, and since the deputy CEO was in town for a board meeting, she agreed to meet with Nicole in person for a brunch interview.

David walked over to stand in the bathroom doorway. He took a moment to enjoy the view of Nicole standing with a towel around her hips, naked from the waist up, hair pinned atop her head, as she frantically brushed her teeth. He has been back in His home for about a month and still reveled in having His woman back where she belongs. With Him.

“Mine.”

“Huh, Baby?”

“Nothing,” He said, dismissing His unconscious uttering. “Your suit is pressed and hanging behind the bedroom door.”

“It is? Awww thank you!”

“Of course it is. What did you expect?”

David struggled a bit with accepting that there were certain things Nicole was not used to, having been disconnected with her previous well-trained presentation of self. That training took almost two years to get as close to perfection as One might hope for. She understood her connection to Him, though, and her submission resonated deep within her spirit. He knew He could work with that, as that was probably the most important element of their dynamic – the spiritual balance of her submission and His Dominance. The particulars of protocol could be relearned and He knew this would be a test of His patience and endurance. She was absolutely worth it, though, so He made no complaints. He just tried to find the best ways to nudge her back into her ‘place’ without being overbearing.

Sometimes, though, He just wished she would get it together.

“I always pick out your outfits, Star...” He reminded her quietly.

She stopped brushing, rinsed her mouth out, and walked over to where He stood. She laced her fingers behind His neck and pressed her breasts against His chest.

“I’m trying...” she whispered.

“I know.”

“I’ll get better.”

“I know you will.”

“I wish I could hit a reset button and go back before the accident.”

He sighed deeply, saying nothing.

“It wasn’t your fault, Sir.” She stroked the hair at the nape of His neck. “I’m sorry that I disobeyed you that day.”