She laughed. “I wouldn’t be offended if I was you. He makes everyone feel that way.”
“He tried to push me away, Jesse.” She froze at the concern in his voice. “I cut him off before he said anymore.”
Jesse focused on the waffle iron in front of her. For a short period of time she’d been able to forget all about what happened ten years ago. Her family, she loved them, but they always brought her back to that moment when her life changed forever. “I’m never going to get away from it.”
“You’re away from it, baby.”
His arms surrounded her, filling her with his warmth. Wrapping her arms around his neck, not caring about the batter she dripped onto his shirt, she held him close. “Don’t let me go.”
“You’re strong. You’re a lot stronger than they give you credit for. I promise.”
She wore the white summer dress she packed for the day. Resting against his warmth, she closed her eyes. “I wish they’d leave it all alone,” she said.
“They will. We’ll show them together. Come on, we’ll make these pancakes and think about something else while we do.” Lifting her head she saw the batter on his shirt.
“You go and change. I’ll finish off the waffles.” She smiled, wiping the tears away from her face.
“Sorry, waffles, not pancakes. I’ll be back in a second.”
With him gone, she finished baking up the waffles, grabbing some syrup from the pantry and poured him another hot cup of coffee. He walked into the dining room seconds later. She’d put the plates on mats.
Ryan sat at the head of the table while she took the seat beside him. The fresh air from the open windows helped cool her down after standing so long in front of the hot waffle iron. She watched him take a bite before eating her own. His moan of appreciation filled her with happiness.
“Now, we’re going to eat this and then we’re going to talk about what’s happening for the rest of the day. Are you nervous?”
“No.” Excited better described her feelings.
“Good. This is about our pleasure and also what we desire. I crave submission in my women and I know you’re a submissive. I look forward to showing you everything I love.”
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“Women who do not wish to be part of a Dom/sub relationship should never try to make it work. It won’t. I’ve watched women come apart, screaming their orgasm from a spanking alone. There is pleasure where others only ever see pain. I’m not like that. I would never do anything to physically hurt you. Even when I spank you, I hope you feel pleasure along with it.”
Sighing, she finished off her breakfast. Heat pooled in her groin. Crossing her legs, she tried to think of something horrible to turn her off.
His fingers stroked her knee. “There’s no need to be ashamed of your desire for this, Jesse. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. We’ll work through it together.” He kept hold of her knee.
When they finished eating, she took his plate, washed the dishes and cleared away the mess before returning to him with a fresh cup of coffee.
Sitting in her seat, she waited for him to speak.
“From this moment forward unless we’re in the company of others I want you to call me, Sir or Master. Either one will do.” He took hold of her chin and tilted her head back. “At the beginning I will overlook any indiscretion but over time I will start to punish you.”
Her heat spiked at the thought of his palm on her naked ass.
“I see the thought of punishment excites you.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good.”
“Now, when we’re alone or in the club, and I ask you to present to me I expect you to be like this.” He released her chin and sat back. “Get on your knees.”
She sank to the floor.
“Open your knees wide. If you were naked I’d be able to see the jewel of your clit on display. Lean back, thrust your chest up showing me those beautiful tits.” He leaned forward pressing one palm to her stomach and the other to her back. “Good, now bow your head staring at the floor.”
She did what he asked, staring at his naked feet.
“Beautiful. The picture of pure submission.” Fingers teased strands of her hair behind her ear. “I can’t think of the words to describe how you look. Words are not good enough.”
Feeling light in her body, she took several deep breaths.
“How are you feeling, Jesse?” he asked.
“Beautiful.”
“Good.” He tilted her head up with fingers underneath her chin. “You are beautiful and don’t let anyone tell you differently.”