Not Damaged(19)

“Take me,” she said, wanting to feel his cock sliding deep inside her.

“No, we’re going to do this properly.” He nibbled her neck, cupping her breasts to squeeze her nipples. “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy.”

“Please,” she begged.

“I’ll have you begging for something more very soon.” He turned her head, claimed her lips before withdrawing to take his seat once again.

Growling in frustration she finished changing into different styles of underwear. All the time Ryan voiced his feelings of each item. Every second heightened her arousal. She was sure her cream soaked the top of her thighs. By the time they were finished Jesse winced to think of the price.

He kissed her temple. “This is the best afternoon I’ve spent in the mall.”

If he enjoyed his time then she wouldn’t complain.



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Taking Jesse to dinner in a luxurious French restaurant tormented Ryan more than eased his arousal. She wore the red cocktail dress and the glint in her eye told him she wore the red lacy underwear she’d tried on at Natalie’s lingerie shop. Several men nodded toward him, admiring his woman while they did. Some of the women glared at Jesse for being with him. He liked the fact she didn’t know what a catch he actually was.

To the business world he had a ruthless reputation but he also held a bachelor style life. No woman ever graced his arm for longer than an evening. Only the people within his world at Extreme knew the truth about what he loved in a woman. Staring at Jesse as she looked over the menu, without the prices, he knew deep in his heart she was the woman for him.

One week and he knew the truth between them. They hadn’t explored the Dom/sub part of their life but that would come in time.

“I don’t know what to have,” she said, placing her menu down. The dress pushed her tits up, showcasing her tempting cleavage. His mouth watered for a small taste of her flesh. Moving his arousal away from the press of the zipper, he looked at the menu.

“I’ll order for the both of us.”

She didn’t argue, lifting her glass of water to her lips. He watched her swallow, imagining her throat working to take his dick into her mouth.

Get a grip.

He called over the waiter and put in his order. Ryan settled on steak with potatoes and vegetables minus the garlic. He ordered the same for Jesse only with a piece of chicken rather than steak.

Sending the waiter away, he stared at the woman opposite him. Her blonde hair fell around her in waves, looking like it possessed a life of its own.#p#分页标题#e#

“Do you come here often?” she asked, putting her glass back on the table.

“Sometimes, it depends on the occasion. And, no, I’ve not brought another woman here. This is more a restaurant for business for me. I knew you’d look amazing and I wanted to show you off.” He looked around the room seeing the attention she attracted from the men around them. “They all are lusting after you.”

“Stop it, Ryan.” Her cheeks flushed.

“Okay, I think we should move onto a topic that has me curious.”

She leaned forward, getting closer. Along the edge of the table lay two candles giving a romantic element to the meal. When he frequented the restaurant for business he made the waiters remove the candles. Romance is never on his mind for business.

“You and Jake, how far did you go?” he asked.

“What do you mean?” She sat back and folded her arms under her breasts. Defenses were up, cutting him out.

“Put your hands down by your side. I rarely take over another man’s submissive, Jesse. I need to know what you’ve done with Jake and how far it went. I know you weren’t intimate.” She followed his instructions, resting her arms by her sides. Interesting.

“Erm, I couldn’t get to orgasm as you know.” He held his hand up stopping her from continuing.

“I’m not asking the reasons why.” Ryan truly believed part of her reasons for not finding release with another man was down to her own misgivings. Her family still lived in the past, which also stopped her from moving on. He would make sure her past stayed there. The only way for a person to move was to not be reminded of it. “What has Jake done with you? Spank you with his hand, a whip, a crop, a flogger? How far have you gone? Were you his submissive? Did you call him Sir or Master? Were you more together outside of the club? Has he tied you up, punished you?”

Her mouth opened then closed then opened again. “Erm, I never called him names. He was always Jake. The first time we were in his playroom and he brought me to orgasm.” Her cheeks matched the red color of her dress. “He started off spanking me with his hand and we’d progressed to a crop and paddle. I also had clamps on my nipples. He never tied me down but I held onto restraints and only let go when I felt like it.”