“I think five years is long enough to carry something around without gaining closure, don’t you?”
“Is that what you really want? Closure?” His voice deepened, and she rolled her eyes.
“Yes, Jackson. This wasn’t some sad attempt to reconnect with you. I just wanted to hear your side of things.”
“I was stupid, and didn’t realize what I had, Sutton. You were an excellent girlfriend, a little too focused on school and your career, but if I had mentioned it to you we could’ve reached a compromise.”
“Why are you being so … accommodating?”
“You aren’t the only one who needed closure over this. After you left I compared every girl I ever dated to you, and most of them came up lacking. I spent a year pretending the random woman lying beside me were you.”
She cleared her throat, uncomfortable with the direction their conversation was being steered to.
“Thank you for being so candid with me,” she said.
“We were happy there for a long time though, weren’t we?”
“We were, Jackson. The problem was it was all based on a lie.”
“It really wasn’t.”
“Are you going to tell me you weren’t cheating on me the entire time?”
The silence that fell said everything she needed to hear.
“Thanks for being honest with me, Jackson. I’m going to go now.”
She disconnected and breathed a sigh of relief. He was her first love; it was natural to think of him from time to time. But the spark that had existed between them was gone now. His decision to cheat was his alone, and nothing she could’ve done would’ve changed that. Sutton had repeated that sentence a million times in her head. This time she truly believed it.
Chapter Seven
Sutton’s cell phone rang for the second time in a row, and they both sighed as she tensed in his lap.
“I should get that. It might be the hospital.”
“I know you love your job, pet, but sometimes I find myself wanting to smash that cellular of yours to smithereens.”
“Me, too, on many occasions.”
She slid from his lap, and he admired her outfit. The discipline corset was made of black vinyl, accentuated her hour glass figure, and stopped just under her breasts to allow her round globes freedom. Her dark Hershey’s kiss nipples were one of his favorite erogenous spots. There was something naughty about watching her do everyday activities in her corset and four inch black spiked heels with sheer black stockings that had a seam down the middle. He massaged the bulge in his pants as he watched her bend over to retrieve the phone from her purse. They’d been moving ahead one step at a time, and now he was ready to move things forward and test her limits.
He frowned when her face fell, and she began to speak in hushed whispers. Sidney didn’t like to see his pet upset. She was strong willed and independent. Which led to people taking advantage of her strength, in his opinion. He rose from the couch and made his way behind. Sutton’s round ass beckoned, and he gave in to her siren’s call. He gripped her hips tight as he ground into her ass. She gasped, and he smirked when she struggled to continue her conversation.#p#分页标题#e#
“I-I don’t think we have anything else to say to each other.” Her back arched, and her hips bucked against him when he reached around to tweak her nipples. She let out a mewl, and he bent to whisper into her ear.
“Get off the phone.”
“This conversation is over.” She hit the end button on her cell phone, and he nipped at her neck.
“Who was that?” he asked.
“No one important.”
He frowned. Evasiveness didn’t sit well with him. “Are you keeping secrets from me now, pet?”
“N-no, Professor.”
“I think you are, and that sort of disobedience deserves a punishment.” Sutton turned to peer at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were wide with what he believed was a mixture of fear and excitement.
“Go stand by the couch.”
They had slowly worked their way to this more traditional version of Dom and submissive behavior. Their routine for play was simple. She placed on her sub training collar, addressed him by Sir or Professor, and carried out his requests. He started out small, having her sit on his lap, as he allowed her to get used to his touch and his requests. There had been some resistance, but for a newbie she did exceptionally well.
“Lift your skirt up and show me that pretty little pussy of yours,” he said as he sank in to the couch. She was beautiful with her body full of tension and her eyes glossy with a need only he could fulfill. Sutton was always wound so tight her climaxes were explosive.