The Lonely Dominant (14 page)

"Being with you relaxes me." She moved closer, causing some of the water to spill over the sides of the tub.

"Oops!" She giggled as she glanced over the edge.

"Strangely, I'm not that worried about the water." I leaned forward and kissed her neck, my dick pressing against my stomach as she forced herself forward. She reached down to take my painfully hard member in her hand.

"And, what is it that you want?"
As if I don't know.

"You." She simply stated as she positioned her entrance over my extremely happy cock. I lifted my hips up so she could ease herself down, impaling that lovely pussy around me. I gripped her hips and leaned back against the tub, letting her take over.

She rocked into me hard, causing more water and bubbles to splash out of the tub. I liked when she took the lead after a scene. I had spoken to James after I noticed it happened more and more. He said the behavior helped her to fully come out of her submissive role and reclaim her independence. He also said as long as I didn't have a problem with relinquishing the control, I should allow her to express herself.

She rode me fast and hard, and as she reached down between us to cup my balls, I thought, I definitely didn't have a problem giving up the power.

"I love fucking you," she said, trailing her fingers up her own body to touch her nipples. She slowly ran her forefinger over her breasts. I stopped her and replaced her finger with my own.

"Those tits are mine." I pinched her taut nipple and rolled it between my fingers before I leaned forward to take it into my mouth.

"Alec," she said as she tangled her fingers in my damp hair. "Use your teeth."

I smiled against her skin before lightly licking it and then took it between my teeth, biting down with just the right amount of pressure. She screamed out my name as she gripped my hair tighter. I moved my mouth to her other nipple as I cupped her breast in my hand. I took as much of it into my mouth as I could, swirling my tongue over it, and then nipping at it a few times before biting down on her sensitive flesh.

That was all she could take. She swiveled her hips against me and let go, screaming and moaning her pleasure over and over again.

"Alec," she said as she continued to fuck me. "I—"

"What, baby, oh fuck! I'm gonna come all over that pussy."

I gripped her hair and pulled her head up, biting into her shoulder as I came deep within her. I realized I broke the skin when I tasted the coppery liquid on my tongue.

"Sorry," I said as I licked where I had bitten.

"I like the way it felt, having you claim me like that."

"Oh, I think you did the claiming this time." I smiled. "But, we'll see what I can come up with next time."

She collapsed against me and rested her head on my shoulder. I rubbed her back and neck for a few minutes, but since the water was getting colder, I knew we had to get out.

"Thank you." she said.

"For what?"

"Letting me have that moment," she said. "I know it's not always easy for you to just sit back."

"I hardly sat back." I laughed. "But, I'm good with you being in control when we're not in the playroom. We both need you to explore that side of yourself."

"You always know exactly what I need." She yawned and snuggled deeper into my chest.

"Come on." I stood up and extended my hand for her. "Let's get you to bed."

"You'll come, too?"

Sometimes, I went back down and did more work in my study at night.

"Yes." I wrapped her in an oversized towel. "There isn't any place else I'd rather be."

I pulled into the driveway, but didn't go inside the house right away. Clara had completed her last final this afternoon, so in a couple of weeks she would graduate. I was so proud of all she'd accomplished, and the whole reason I moved her into my home in the first place was so she could complete her degree. But, when I'd offered her a place to stay, I had no idea just how much we'd come to mean to one another.

She was a remarkable woman. She had come so far in our shared lifestyle, and as she became a true submissive, she helped me realize my full potential as her Dom.

When we started this arrangement, I meant it to be a way for the two of us to get off, and explore different toys, and light scenes. I would never have imagined, when she moved in, we'd dive into a full BDSM lifestyle. We even planned to attend a play party at James' house next week. She was just as eager as I was to step out into a more public realm. I thought she should interact with other people who had the same interests.

Perhaps the most surprising thing to come out of this whole experience was my ever-growing feelings for this shy, quiet, college student. When I moved her into my house, she was scared and alone, but now she was confident and ready to start her life outside of school. I hoped some of the things we did in the bedroom helped her become a more secure woman.

I'd put off telling her exactly how I felt about her: I didn't want her to think because she was my submissive, I'd expect her to reciprocate. I didn't want to blur the lines, as James would say. For the past five months, I let her take the lead in our personal life, and as much as she showed me she cared for me, I never allowed myself to believe she wanted more than what we had.

But, now she was finished with school and actually had a place to call home. I had to make a decision. There was a good possibility she would want to end what we had and move on with her life. I really couldn't blame her. She was innocent in so many ways, and maybe she would want to experience life on her own, really see what was out there.

When we started this arrangement, I told myself not to worry about things I couldn't control, but I feared if I kept that attitude, I'd lose the only thing in my life that ever mattered to me. I couldn't let her walk out without a fight. She needed to know exactly how I felt about her and what I wanted for the future; our future.

I walked into the house, and as she had been doing the past few weeks, she greeted me in the foyer. She jumped into my arms and wrapped herself around me.

Yes, this is definitely my favorite time of the day.

"Miss me?" I smiled as I carried her into the living room.

"Yes!" She scolded. "You're late."

I loved when she acted vivacious when we weren't in our alter ego roles. I wanted to show her what she was capable of; not only in the bedroom, but in life as well.

"Only by a few minutes." I handed her the bouquet of roses I had hidden behind my back.

"Alec!" Her whole face lit up. "They're beautiful."

"They reminded me of you." I sat on the couch and pulled her into my lap. "And, I wanted to congratulate you on finishing your finals."

"Yes, I'm certainly glad that's over with." She pressed her nose into the bouquet, inhaling the heady scent.

I didn't say anything, but she must have sensed something was off.

"Is everything okay? You seem different."

"You're graduating in two weeks," I said, because it had been on my mind for months. I fully expected her to pack her things and move back to Georgia once she finished school.

"Yes," she said, not knowing where I was headed.

"We never really talked about what your plans were." I twirled a lock of her hair around my fingers. "I was curious about what you want."

"I don't understand."

"You have a full life ahead of you and lots of exciting times, so I thought maybe you had some ideas about your future." I had offered her a job at my company, but I never intended to hold her to it. She could do anything she wanted, and I'd give her my full support.

"I thought that we would, well, I mean, I thought I could stay with you." She looked vulnerable as she put herself out there for me. She was more submissive now than she ever had been in the bedroom. "I shouldn't have assumed."

She quickly lowered her head, immediately falling into her submissive role. "I should have figured that it would end."

"Clara, look at me," I said. "It's not a weekend. We can talk freely. I want to know what you want from me; for us."

She didn't say anything.

"Please," I said. "I need you to tell me."

I wanted her to see that I was just as susceptible to hurt as she was.

She slowly looked up at me and softly spoke, "These past few months have been good for me. I like the way you push my limits, and our relationship is working."

"So, you're fine with the way things are? Do you want to continue being my sub?" I asked, knowing I needed more. I wanted a commitment that reached beyond our contract as a Dom and a sub. For the first time in my life, I wanted more.

"You said the other subs you had," she said, "they ended mutually. Is that what you're trying to do with me? Are you finished with me?"

I saw the tears threatening to spill from the corners of her delicate eyes.

Does she honestly think I could ever be done with her?

"I love being your Dom, and it pleases me so much the way you so readily serve me. You have trusted me with everything we've tried over the past few months, and I'm looking forward to exploring more of this lifestyle with you, if you'll let me."

"I want more, too," she quickly said.

"I want to wake up every day with you and know that you're mine, that you're staying because you want me, flaws and all." I smiled.

"You do have so many of those." She laughed.

"You should talk,
Miss I Always Leave My Wet Towel On The Bathroom Floor."

She blushed, but then smiled at me.

"I want you." She hesitated before speaking again. "I want you to be my boyfriend, the one I share my good days and bad days with, but I still need you to dominate me in the bedroom. I want to explore more with you. I'm capable of giving you so much more, Alec. Will you let me?"

My heart literally skipped a beat. "You can't be this perfect."

Her cheeks were flushed again. "I've wanted to tell you, but I was afraid you didn't want more than what we already had. I was dreading graduation because I thought maybe you'd want to end things."

"I want you with me always," I said. "I can give you a good life."

"You already have given me everything I could ever have dreamed of."

"There's so much more. We haven't traveled, or even left the state, for that matter. I haven't even introduced you to my family yet, not that they're anything special." I laughed. "But, I can give you anything you want."

"Actually." She smiled. "There is one thing."

"Anything." I pulled her closer to me.

"You owe me a job."

"That I do," I said. "When can you start?"

"I want to start at the bottom," she said. "No special treatment."

"I love when you're on the bottom." I playfully bit her lip.

"I'm serious." She giggled. "You have to let me start at the bottom. No freebies."

"Okay," I said. "I'll set you up with an interview for an internship. You won't report to me and you'll work your way up, but I do believe you'll be eating lunch with me every day."

"What will the other employees think?"

"That I'm the boss and I do what I want."

"I had a feeling you weren't dominant just in the bedroom." She laughed.

"Is that a problem?" I arched a brow at her.

"No, sir." She gave me a sly smile as she leaned in and kissed me slowly. She had me twitching in my pants before the kiss was even over.

"I know it's not a weekend," I said. "And, you have every right to tell me you don't want to play."

She shook her head. "I want to play—on one condition."

"Yes?" I had no idea what she would want, but I'd give her anything.

"When we're done with the ropes and the blindfolds," she swallowed hard, almost losing her nerve. "You'll make love to me."

She continued to stare into my eyes, this time not wavering. She wanted all of me and she was trying to tell me in no uncertain terms.

I pulled her to my lips and passionately kissed her, pushing my tongue inside the depths of her mouth, massaging it against hers as I ran my fingers through her long, silky hair. I slowly pulled away, leaving her breathless. I slipped her off my lap and stood up, extending my hand for her.

"I have a better idea," I said. She took my hand and followed me to the stairs.

"How about I make love to you first?"

I saw the look of surprise flicker across her face. She was still my little open book.

"I could spend the rest of my life making love to you," I said as we headed upstairs to our bedroom.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and gently kissed my lips, jaw and neck.

"I love you."

"I love you, too." I smiled, feeling extremely satisfied over hearing those three words spill from her lips. And, I planned to show her just how much I loved her every day of my life.

* * * * *

A few weeks later . . . .

While the dynamics of our relationship had changed, Friday nights stayed the same. The weekend arrangement was still working for us, so we decided to continue on in our BDSM journey. We both had some new and exciting things to learn. Now that we were in love, it made sense to further our commitment as a Dominant and submissive. I couldn't think of a more fitting place for what I had planned for her than in the playroom.

"I have something for you." I extended my hand and led her over to the table, motioning for her to climb up. I handed her a small blue box and instructed her to open it.

She smiled at me and then opened the box and took out the delicate, platinum anklet. She looked surprised as she fingered it in the palm of her hand. She quickly looked up at me and then back down at the chain.

"You may speak," I said. "Is something wrong?"

"This is my collar?" We'd talked about the possibility of her wearing my collar.

"Yes, do you not like it?" I'd spent several hours during the week deciding what would be right for her. I wanted something light and silver, but I didn't want to have a chain around her neck, so I thought an ankle bracelet would be appropriate.

"It's beautiful, sir." She shook her head as she stared at it. "I just thought a collar was going to look like, well, like a collar. I thought it would be big and leather and it would go around my neck."