Claimed for the Master's Pleasure(22)

Finding a perfect rhythm, he administered the crop to her clit in synch with his lunges, making her buck and writhe beneath him. He felt her tremors squeezing his shaft. Judging by her sexual moans, he knew she was enjoying his discipline. Each time the leather tip of the crop came into contact with her clit, she reared back, and a series of whimpers left her lips. With her breathing heavy, powerful spasms racked through her pussy, and pulsed pleasurably around his cock.

“Oh, Sir, I’m begging you, harder, harder.”

“Yes, my slave. You’re just like a wild filly. You need bringing into line. Your Master is always in charge.” Lia loved being at his mercy. He whipped the crop harder against her sexual core. The sound of leather connecting with her engorged flesh, and her whimpers of submission, made him feel powerful and alive.

“I need…please…harder…” Her words trailed away.

Jake raised the pace, whipping the crop more firmly against her clit. Incoherent moans began spilling from her beautiful, sexy lips. Her pussy clamped hard around his dick, trying to suck the contents from his balls. Sensing she was close, he pounded his length harder and faster inside her. Her cries of pleasure and pain became whimpers of pure sexual enjoyment as her orgasm finally shattered through. Spasm after spasm vibrated through her pussy, teasing his potent shaft. He pumped energetically inside her, until he finally climaxed with a loud, guttural groan. He dropped the crop and held her tightly in his arms, aware of his own body jerking involuntarily, as his semen spilled deep inside her.

For what seemed a long time, they lay joined together, completely exhausted. He’d shared something wonderful with the woman he loved—both physically and emotionally. He gently removed his weight from her back. His breathing was heavy as he withdrew from her. He leaned down and kissed her between the shoulder blades. “Never underestimate your Master, slave. I will always administer exactly the punishment you deserve. It is my duty to keep you on the straight and narrow.”

Lying spent and exhausted across the desk, she barely whispered, “I know, and I’m grateful.” When she lifted herself upright, some of the papers briefly stuck to her breasts and stomach, before fluttering to the floor.

He held out his arms as he sat heavily in his chair. “Come here, please.” Lia nestled on his lap, and he wrapped his arms around her as she laid her head against his chest. He began massaging the tired muscles of her shoulders and arms, restoring their circulation.

“Mmm, that’s heavenly. That’s what I like about you, Jake. You’re so unpredictable, yet you always take the time to pamper me after sex. You’re a wonderful man.”

Jake kissed her forehead. “You’re worth it, princess.” He placed a finger under her chin and angled her face to meet his gaze. He knew he’d fallen in love with her. “We share a connection, Lia, an empathy. Between two people who care deeply about each other, that’s priceless.”

You love her. You love this girl more than anything else in the world. Go on, dummy, say the words. After Hannah’s death, you of all people should know how fleeting life is. Tell the girl you love her before it’s too late, and the moment has gone forever.

Jake glanced down at her head nestled so comfortably against his chest. Her golden curls feathered his skin. Every so often they tickled his sensitive flesh when she moved. His heart swelled. Nestled safely in his arms lay his future.

Gently he stroked a hand down her cheek. “I love you, Lia. I’ve fallen hopelessly in love with you.”

With huge eyes, Lia blinked several times as she lifted her head and stared at him. He smoothed a thumb over her full lips and smiled at her. She was so close he could see tiny fragments of turquoise and amber in her wonderful green irises. Tears began spilling down her cheeks, and her top lip trembled when she spoke.

“I love you, too, Jake. I love you so much it hurts.” She hurled herself against him, squeezing him far more tightly than he thought possible for such a small woman. He felt her tears trickle down his naked chest.

“Why the tears, princess? Shouldn’t you be happy?”

She playfully slapped his wrist. “I am happy, you big dumb ox,” she blurted out, trying to catch her breath. “Can’t you tell I’m the happiest woman in the world?” She stared into his eyes before kissing him passionately. His heart swelled at the look of love reflected back at him. “I’m so happy. I never thought I’d find love again, Jake.”

“Me, too, princess.” He held her close, blinking quickly, aware of the moisture filling his own eyes. He kissed the top of her head. “We have to make the most of every day. We have to live our lives. Let’s make a promise to each other.”

“What promise?”

“Live life to the full.”

Lia smiled. “Love and live life to the full. It’s the only way.”

He held her tightly again, never wanting to let her go. After what seemed an eternity she finally pulled away. “I must pick up all these documents, Jake. I hope they’re not important?”

“No they’re just financial information for my shareholders. Boring stuff really. I need them for the board meeting tomorrow.”

Lia snapped her head in his direction. “You’re kidding me. But I’ve been lying all over them.”

Jake laughed at the look of surprise on her face. “Princess, it will give me immense pleasure as I hand them out. The thought of your naked body lying all over them, while I was inside you, administering a little correction, will give me a warm feeling of satisfaction. I won’t give a fuck when they bust my balls at the annual general meeting now.”

Lia put her head back, and roared with laughter. “I’m so glad I could help.”





Chapter Twenty-Five



Six months later



Lia moved away from the doorway as yet more gym equipment arrived. She checked the box. “Treadmills go over by the window.” The delivery guy followed her instruction and wheeled the large packing crate to the far side of the room. Eventually, there would be a row of twenty-one treadmills. They were to be positioned in front of the vast bank of windows overlooking the hotel entrance. Customers would be able to enjoy invigorating views of the fountains that pumped enormous jets of water into the air as they ran six miles without moving an inch. At night, when the water display was backlit by multicolored lights, it would be even more impressive. A warm feeling pervaded her senses. She would finally be her own boss. It was an out-of-this-world dream, and something she thought she’d never be able to achieve.

Of course, it would never have happened without Jake’s help. He’d found her over twenty thousand square feet of prime Vegas floor space on the second floor of his hotel. So far she’d installed changing rooms, showers, and a sauna. Currently the gym itself was being filled with state-of-the-art equipment. In just seven days the Constantine Fitness Center would open its doors to the public for the very first time. She could barely wait.

A couple of young men began unpacking the new equipment as soon as it was in position. She called across to them, “Keep up the good work, guys. Only another twenty to go.”

One of the young men spoke. “After installing fifteen rowing machines yesterday, and now these, I know I’ll be counting treadmills in my sleep.” He laughed.

Lia smiled, as she walked toward to the bank of elevators. Jake had a guy coming to install CCTV later that day, and she needed to ask him where the cameras would be sited.

“Hi, Brady,” she said to a waiter crossing the lobby area. “How’s tricks?”

“Hi, Ms. Constantine,” he replied. “Things are just fine with me.” Lia could tell he was surprised that she knew his name.

“And how are Jackie and the kids?”

“They’re real good, too. Thanks for asking.”

Jake had instilled in her over the past few months that by remembering people’s names, you made them feel special and needed. It was the key to his success, and one she aimed to emulate. She knew the names of many of his employees at Arabian Nights now. Although she would have to remember another two thousand, if she were to have a memory as good as Jake’s.

Lia entered the elevator and pressed the button. Jake’s office was on the tenth floor. When the elevator jerked to a stop and the doors parted, she saw Madeline seated behind her desk in the reception area. A cloud of strawberry-blonde curls bobbed as she looked up from her keyboard.

“Hi, Madeline.”

She smiled. “You’ve just missed him, Lia.”

“Damn. Do you know where he’s gone?”

Madeline, immaculately dressed as always in a plum trouser suit, pointed skywards. “To the penthouse. He said he was taking the afternoon off, and I wasn’t to disturb him. Not unless it was real urgent.”

“I hope he’s not in a bad mood, Madeline. I want to discuss the finishing touches to my fitness center with him.”

“Honey, since you’ve been on the scene, the boss is a changed man. He’s a really lovely guy again. Just like he was in the old days, before Hannah died. You’ve made him live again, Lia. Before you and he got together, he was like a bear with a sore head. Boy, did that man need a lesson in manners. Now it’s like he’s been tapped with the happy stick. Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it. It’s certainly working, honey.”