Honor & Obey

Chapter One

My thoughts were spinning out of control and I gripped William’s hands tightly in mine until the skin of my knuckles turned white.

“Marry me,” William repeated, his eyes burning into mine. My words caught in my throat and I suddenly had the urge to flee.

“What if…what if someone found out? What if you lose your job?” My voice was panicked and I was practically yelling. He placed his hand on my cheek and stroked it soothingly. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down.

“I don’t care about any of that anymore, but even if I did, you’re not my student anymore. When I almost lost you, I realized what was important to me. I don’t ever want you to leave my side again.” He pressed his lips against mine, begging me to say yes. I got lost in his touch for a moment but quickly regained composure.

“I can’t ask you to do that,” I said, placing my hand on his chest. His heart was beating wildly. His muscles flexed under his jaw.

“You didn’t ask,” he replied, his words sharp and I could tell he was on the verge of losing his patience.

“I’m not saying no.” My voice was barely a whisper. I wanted so badly to jump in his arms and scream yes from the top of my lungs but I couldn’t be the reason he lost everything in his life. I knew his father hated me and make his life miserable.

He would eventually regret it and in turn, he would regret me. His body pulled back from mine. I put my hands on either side of his face and stared him directly in the eye. “I want to marry you. I just need some time. Take things slow,” I said, forcing a small smile. William’s hands met mine and he squeezed them gently.

“That’s all I want,” he said, wrapping his arms around me and spinning me around. I couldn’t help but let myself get lost in his happiness. I squeezed his neck tightly and buried my face in his chest, breathing in his musky scent. When I thought about all we had been through; the ex-wife, the jealous girlfriend, the even more jealous husband of said girlfriend and the horrible way William’s father had treated us, I couldn’t even begin to imagine how others would take the news of us being married. I wanted to run away with him. I wanted to forget about Florida and all of the trouble that had come along so far and just get lost with him, but I knew that was impossible. Even with all of the money in the world, and William did possess quite a bit, we could never hide from everyone forever. His family would find out—and probably cut him off. William kissed me softly, lingering just above my mouth, leaving me craving more. The mood around us shifted from panic and excitement to pure lust. I slipped my fingers up his neck into his hair. His hand twisted into a knot in my hair, tugging gently.

“Never leave me, Emma,” he whispered.

“Never,” I replied. His mouth found mine, hard. His tongue pushed gently against my lips and I let them fall open for him. His other hand slid down my spine and over my bottom, squeezing gently. I let out a quiet moan into his mouth. His hand moved further down my thigh and rested below my knee. He pulled my leg up to his side as his breathing became heavier. I wanted more than anything to feel his flesh against mine, to rid my thoughts of all that we had endured. I tugged feverishly at his belt as my body ached for him. I cried out as he pushed the length of himself into my thigh.

“I want you.” I breathed heavily as dampness pooled between my legs. He shoved me back onto the couch and quickly undid his shirt. I was completely caught up in the moment, sliding my hand down my thigh towards my most sensitive areas. His eyes burned with wanting as he threw his shirt to the ground and quickly undid his belt and slipped his jeans down his legs.

“Take your clothes off.” His voice was low and his eyes traveled down my body as he spoke. I bit my lip and slipped my t-shirt over my head, revealing my bare swollen breasts. His jaw clenched and I continued, pulling off my shorts and panties as I lay back on the couch. I rested my hand just below my belly, running my fingertips over my skin. “Show me how badly you want me.”

His words sent a shiver down my spine and my fingers automatically responded to the seductive sound of his voice. I slipped my hand lower, my fingers gliding effortlessly across my wetness. I let out a breath as I felt my insides tighten. William’s hand mirrored mine as he slowly stroked himself.

“You are so beautiful.”

With his words, I became bolder, dipping a finger inside myself, my back arching in response.

“Oh, god,” I panted as he lowered himself onto the couch.

“Don’t stop,” he instructed as he traced the entrance of me with his hardness. I began to rub harder as he slipped the tip of himself inside, causing all of my muscles to tighten in response. I wanted him inside of me, deep inside of me, and I was willing to do anything he asked. His fingers found mine and he slowed my movements, making my hand move in smaller, more deliberate circles. He rocked his hips slightly, just enough to tease my body. I let my free hand slide over my breast, my nipple hardening under my fingers the way he had made it do before. I pinched it gently, as his eyes wandered over my body. My hips rocked against my hand and I was struggling to control my breathing.