By the time Rhett made it home for lunch Leah was in as crabby a mood as she had ever allowed herself to get in. Despite that, she forced herself to smile as she made her way down the stairs to meet her fiancé. Just seeing his face reminded her how lucky she was to be loved by someone like him and she felt her heart give a little lurch of joy.
“I do believe we have plans for a lunch date, sweetheart,” Rhett said, pulling her off her feet and into his arms, “I hope you’re hungry. What’s wrong baby?” he asked, looking into her eyes. He sensed she was unhappy about something, and that left him angry. As both her dom and her fiancé it was his duty to make sure all her needs were being met, and if something was upsetting her, it was up to him to fix it.
“It’s nothing, Sir.” She didn’t want to tell him about the fight between her and Janie, she just wanted to enjoy being with him again, though she knew sooner or later she would have to, especially since she didn't have anywhere to stay.
Lowering her to the ground, Rhett lifted her face so he could look straight into her eyes and gave her a warm smile. “Honesty, that’s something we always have to remember between us.” Raising an eyebrow he waited for her to speak.
“Janie kicked me out, Sir.” That was all it took, the waterworks started again; she hated herself for being so weak but she couldn't seem to stop the tears.
Pulling her back into his arms, Rhett caressed her hair like she was a child and murmured soothing words to calm her. “This is a good thing, sweetheart, you can move in with me now.” Nothing could have made him happier. He didn’t like seeing his girl hurt, but he needed her with him so he could be sure she was protected and properly taken care of.
Moving in with him wasn't a problem; in fact, she liked the idea, a lot. It didn't change what had happened between her and Janie though, nor did it make her feel any better about it. Her sobs increased, and she held on to him tightly. The last few weeks had been such an emotional rollercoaster, and the confrontation with Janie was just too much for her mind to deal with on top of everything else that was changing so quickly.
Rhett was at a loss, he was accustomed to solving problems, it was what he did, but he had no experience with emotions, and didn't have a clue how to deal with Leah just then. “Sweetheart, if you don’t want to live with me until we’re married, it's okay, I’ll rent you an apartment.” He didn’t like that idea, but it made sense to his logical mind. If that was what he had to do to solve the problem, then so be it.
“That’s not it, Sir, I’m happy to live with you. Honestly, I love the idea, but Janie’s been my best friend for most of my adult life, and the thought of losing her is just killing me.” She found his idea of renting her a place sweet, but also funny, and the humor of it helped her to get herself under control. Pulling herself from his arms she realized she’d soaked his shirt with her tears, and in the process had probably made herself look a complete mess. “I think I need some tissues,” she said while choking back a quick sob.
“Don’t move, I’ll be right back.” A crying woman was something he was distinctly uncomfortable with and he walked away quickly to get her what she wanted.
Shaking her head as he almost ran from the mansion’s reception hall, Leah found herself laughing. It was abundantly clear that he didn’t like her crying, and she made a mental note to avoid doing so in front of him again, if she could. She was the luckiest girl on earth to have such a wonderful man, she thought, and no matter how much it hurt losing her best friend, she refused to allow that to ruin the lunch he had planned for them.
When he returned, Rhett was glad to see that Leah was in a better frame of mind. Her tears, at least when he wasn’t causing them in a scene, really screwed with his ability to focus, and he vowed to spend the rest of the time available to him before going back to work making her smile.
Turning away self-consciously, Leah blew her nose as quietly as she could in the tissues he handed her. When she felt a little more presentable, she turned back to him a smile, albeit a slightly forced one, on her face. “I do believe you promised me lunch and dessert, Sir.”
“And that you shall have my sexy little vixen.” Returning her smile, he took her hand in his and led her through to the kitchen. A hamper sat on the counter, along with a large, neatly folded blanket. “I’ve given the help the afternoon off so we won’t be disturbed,” he said, confident that everything had been prepared to his instructions. Picking up the basket and the blanket in one hand, he led her toward the veranda, still holding her hand in his.
The scent of fragrant blooms filled her nostrils as he led her deeper into the garden, stronger than it had been the previous night. There had been no time for her to explore the gardens the night before, or that morning, and she found herself looking all around as she was guided through the scenery.
It was like she had found her way into a hidden paradise, and she felt her soul lift, knowing that this paradise was a part of her new home. It was somewhere she could come whenever she wished, and she was sure she would enjoy exploring it regularly.
Leah’s eyes widened as she was led into a maze and guided around corners with shrubs that reached higher than the top of even Rhett’s head. It would be so easy to get lost in there, she thought as she continued to follow, glad that he knew the way. When they finally made it to the center, she gasped softly, the scene before her was extraordinary, and like nothing she could have anticipated.
A stone path led up to pool that was fed by a man-made waterfall. It was breathtaking, and she could only stand there and gaze at it in amazement. She would never have believed that such a scene could exist in real life. The grounds of Rhett’s mansion were large, but it just didn’t seem possible to her that he could have created something so marvelous in them.
The beds of flowers and plants that surrounded the pool, so colorful and exotic, made it seem a scaled down replica of the pool and waterfall Rhett had taken her to while they were in Mexico. “There are no words, Sir,” she said softly, not taking her eyes off the beautiful sight before her.
Setting their hamper down on a small glass table, Rhett smiled at the look on her face. “None are needed sweetheart, I’m glad you like my little sanctuary.” It pleased him immensely to know she enjoyed his garden, his pleasure magnified by the smile that had replaced the look of sadness she had worn a short while before. “Since I can’t get down to the islands as often as I would like I decided several years ago to bring a bit of the islands to my home." He wanted her mind focused on him, and not her earlier unhappiness, so he rambled on in an effort to distract her.
“I couldn’t do so literally, but it was easy enough to have this replica made. The only thing missing, aside from someone to share it with, which I now have,” he pulled her to him and kissed her tenderly, “is the birds and the music they make.”
Releasing her, he spread the blanket out on a patch of soft grass and grabbed the hamper, placing it in the center before sitting down. “Come.” He patted the blanket and smiled up at her, waiting for her to join him.
Still stunned by the scenery, Leah settled onto the edge of the blanket, struggling to take her eyes away from the scene before her. Her attention was drawn back to Rhett when he began unpacking the hamper. Being with the man she loved, in such a beautiful setting, it was hard for her to remain depressed. Determined to forget her worries, for the time being at least, she watched him, a smile playing about her lips.
From the basket, Rhett took out filet of beef on baguettes, champagne with crystal goblets for them to drink it from, salad, and an array of cheeses, fruits, and crackers. As was his nature, he arranged everything in an orderly fashion, and then looked up to see her smiling widely. “My girl is pleased with our picnic?”
Laughing softly at how overboard he went with everything she nodded. “Your girl is pleased with everything you do, Sir.”
“As she should be.” Giving a little smirk he poured them both a glass of champagne and handed her one. “To a beautiful life together.” Sm
iling as she touched her glass to his, he realized that enjoying such a simple thing with her was enough to make him happy.
They ate in companionable silence, sipping at their champagne, and Leah couldn’t help but look up from time to time, wonder filling her mind. Rhett never did anything by halves, she decided as she picked up the cloth napkin to wipe her lips when she was full. There was still plenty of food left, enough for another couple to have joined them without fear of running out.
“Are you full, sweetheart?” Rhett asked. He wasn’t full, but his mind was already on another appetite he was longing to satisfy, and it had nothing to do with eating, at least not food.
The intensity in his eyes made her shiver, and she found that words eluded her; all she could do was nod. Without a word, she began placing all the containers back inside the basket as her thoughts went to the dessert he had promised. His hands on hers startled her and looking up she found herself mesmerized by his gaze.
“The cleanup can wait.” His smile was devious as he lifted her shirt without warning; it was over her head before she knew what was happening and trapping her hands in the fabric of her shirt he pushed her back to lie on the blanket. His mouth covered hers, and his tongue delved inside to tease hers.
Leah was overwhelmed by the suddenness of his actions and could only surrender to his onslaught, while she struggled to free her hands from their entanglement, wanting to touch him.
“Be still, sweetheart, I’ve got plans for that beautiful body of yours, and they don’t involve your hands being available.” He chuckled as her eyes widened, grasped her secured hands in one of his and with the other he lifted her bra to bare her breasts. His mouth wasted no time latching on to her pale nipple, which he suckled deeply. Allowing his teeth to graze across the sensitive peak, he quickly moved on to the other creamy mound.
Leah arched up to meet his mouth, and a gasp escaped her lips as his hand moved under the fabric of her skirt and up her leg. When his long fingers slid under the elastic of her panties and began caressing her, she cried out softly. Her body was on fire for him the moment his fingers reached her heated velvet passage, but his touch wasn’t enough to fill her needs. “Please, Sir!” she begged softly.
Clasping her hands together, he held them against the blanket and looked down on her, his gaze heated. “Keep those hands perfectly still, or there will be a penalty.” At her nod, he pulled off her skirt, aided by the lifting of her hips. He tossed the skirt away with a negligent flip of his wrist, and followed it with her panties a moment later, leaving her naked from the waist down.
Clasping her hands together over her head helped her fight the urge to touch him, but her body refused to remain still. Despite her best efforts, her body arched into every touch of his hands and mouth, her heated flesh aching for more. It was madness how quickly he could arouse her body to heights of passion and desire she wouldn’t have dreamed existed only weeks before.
“Spread those gorgeous legs, sweetheart, I want to see what you’re hiding from me.” Standing, he undressed quickly, watching as she opened herself to him, pleased by how quickly she followed his orders. “Wider, baby, I won’t let you hide anything.”
Flushing deeply, she spread her legs as far apart as they would comfortably go, both pleased and embarrassed by the way he drank her in with his eyes. Never would she have imagined that she would allow herself to do such a thing, not even in a private room with a locked door, let alone outside in the middle of the day. She doubted there was much he could ask of her that she wouldn’t do. Pleasing him, she had discovered, pleased her.
“Fucking beautiful.” Rhett knelt between her thighs and quickly found her core with his mouth. Without hesitation his tongue delved deep inside her. His hands gripped her hips and lifted her against his mouth as he teased and devoured her essence. He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her, she was like a glass of cool water to man dying of thirst in the desert, and he wanted everything she had to offer, and more.
Her breath escaped in short gasps of pleasure as he continued to drive her insane with bliss, making her come undone. She didn’t know how much more she could handle as he continued the gentle assault with his tongue, the sensation almost akin to pain after the powerful release he’d given her. “Please, Sir!”
Raising his head, he grinned devilishly. “I will please you, sweet girl, and you will most certainly please me.” Moving up her body, he held his thick cock in one hand as he guided himself to the entrance of her core.
Without warning, he plunged into her, filling her with one long thrust. He loved the way her body held him tight within her as he rode her, pumping in and out quickly until she found release for a second time.
No sooner did he feel her body tense around him, than he pulled out and turned her over onto her stomach. Lifting her up until she was on all fours he traced his fingers up the inside of her thigh before dipping them into her core, which was drenched with her passion.
When his fingers were coated with her juices, he slid them out and moved them to her tight bud. He slowly pushed one finger deep inside her and gently moved it in and out, giving her time to become accustomed to the invasion. Once she had relaxed, and he felt he could do so without hurting her, he eased a second finger in alongside the first, stretching her.
“I want to cum inside you, sweetheart, so this ride is finishing another way.” Plunging his shaft into her core until he had her gasping again, he pulled out and slowly inched inside her other passage. He had no desire to cause her pain, even though his body was demanding he ride her to fulfillment quickly.
The feeling of him inside her back passage made her gasp, and she tried to relax her body as he took her. Unlike the last time he had entered her anally, the pain was minimal, and she was relieved that he took such care with his entry. She sighed thankfully when he was all the way in her and stopped moving.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” He wanted her to enjoy the experience, and loved the feeling of taking her in such a way, but if it was too painful he was prepared to stop.
She nodded slightly, still unused to being invaded in that fashion, but determined to please him. It was a strange experience to feel so full of him, but not altogether unpleasant.
“Words, sweetheart, remember you have to tell me what you feel,” he reminded her softly, even as his body was demanding release.
“I’m fine, Sir,” she whispered softly.
Those were the only words he needed to hear, and slowly he began riding her. The tightness of her was almost painful on his swollen cock, but he enjoyed every delicious moment of it. One hand held her hips steady while his other moved round to play with her clit piercing. He was close to release, he could feel it building, and he wanted her with him when that moment came.
The touch of his fingers was all it took to make Leah forget about the slight discomfort of being so filled by him. Soft moans escaped her lips as he thrust into her harder and deeper, and her body flooded his finger with her juices as he toyed with the piercing he had decorated her with.
The clenching of her muscles during orgasm squeezed his cock deliciously and he came undone forcefully, filling her with his seed. Her tight chamber milked him dry, and he felt the world go dark for a brief moment before finding reality again.
As slowly as he had entered her he withdrew, removing his now flaccid cock from her tight glove, and moved to lie on his back, pulling her with him. “Damn, sweetheart, you love me in just the right way.”
Breathless from their exertions, Leah rested her head on his chest, marveling at the sensations this man, her man, was able to bring out in her. When he shifted, sitting up and bringing her with him, she couldn’t help uttering a soft moan of disappointment.
“I wish I could stay here and love you all day, but I have to get back to work.” Caressing her cheek briefly he quickly finished packing up the rest of the picnic. “Tonight the dungeon is open again;” he told her, “so make sure you get some rest. This will be your first time as a p
articipant; you will need all of your energy.” Standing, he waited until she had moved off the blanket and then folded it, with her assistance.
Leah wasn’t sure how she felt about their private place being opened or about him expecting her to be involved. She couldn’t deny that she had asked him to be her Master, as well as her lover and fiancé, and if he wanted her in the dungeon then she would be there. As they made their way back through the maze on their return to the mansion, she knew that tonight would test her resolve.
2
COMING OUT
Leah managed to grab a few hours’ sleep after Rhett left for work, which gave her scattered emotions time to settle. Her life was undergoing so many changes, so quickly, it was a little overwhelming. The only thing she was certain of just then was that she was living life to the fullest.
As she got out of bed, she found herself wondering if David and Janie were going to show up, or if her argument with Janie would keep them away. Taking a quick shower she found that thought pressing on her mind more and more, as well as how her argument with Janie would affect things between Rhett and David.
The thoughts overwhelmed her mind and she paced the floor as she attempted to calm her thoughts, to no avail. She was marrying a Master, and the dungeon would become part of her everyday life, but somehow she knew that part of her life would grow easier with time. The whole married thing was really what concerned her. What if she wasn't a good wife, she worried? Maybe he would grow bored with her and decide he needed something more than she could be for him. Sitting on the bed she tried to get her thoughts under control.
When Rhett arrived home, hours later, Leah was in a state of complete panic, and he quickly picked up on it. “Are you having second thoughts about the dungeon tonight, sweetheart?” He hoped that wasn’t the case because it was so much a part of who he was. While he was willing to give it up for her sake if necessary, he worried that the lifestyle was too much a part of him to ever abstain from altogether.
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