by Haley Monroe
“Steph and I like to cook and bake. When the housework is finished and I need to take my mind off work, we dabble in here a bit.” For some reason, a spike of jealousy stabs me in the gut as I listen to the way he speaks of his housekeeper.
“Oh yeah?” I force a smile. He gulps half of his water bottle, his sexy Adams apple bobbing in his throat as he swallows.
“Mmhm.” He agrees none the wiser of my jealousy. “I am flying out to San Diego tomorrow afternoon, I’d love it if you could spend the time with me, here, before I have to leave.”
“How long will you be gone?” A frown replaces my smile. I don’t want him to leave. We’ve finally met and I don’t want to go back to the online/telephone thing we had going on. I want the physical him.
“Just a few days. My team has prepared the sale, but they need me to secure the deal and handle closing.” The oven beeps and he bends to pull out the dish. I stretch my neck to get a good look at what’s in the glassware. It looks like seasoned rice and chicken, it smells delightful.
“Closing? For the sale of a house.”
“Yes. A very big one.” He grins at me over his shoulder. “Not this trip but soon, I’ll take you with me. I get such a rush over selling these multi-million-dollar homes.” I see a shiver race through his back and he laughs. “You’d love it.” I smile at his infections laugh.
“Multi-million-dollar homes? That’s crazy.” Jacob uses a serving spoon to dish us each a plate. He carries them over and places the plates down by my hip. He dips a smaller spoon into the mixture and brings it to my mouth. I open and he feeds me the best chicken and rice I’ve ever had.
“It is insane. I’m so thankful for my job.” He watches me chew and swallow and offers me another bite. My hunger rises up at the taste of something so good and I’m ravenous for more. “It does keep me away often and I hope you can be flexible and patient with me.”
“I’ll try.” I tease him which makes him chuckle. He takes a few bites from his own plate, sharing the same spoon with me. After a bit, he parts my knees and stands between my thighs. I love the calm, casualness of the moment. It makes me feel that much closer to him.
We talk more about his work and the time he spends here while he feeds us. He asks more about my job as a customer service rep at a clothing outlet store. My job seems immature compared to his but I remind myself he is almost ten years my senior. At twenty-three, I don’t really have a solid career path planned out but I know I don’t want to be in retail forever. He doesn’t seem to care what I do, as long as it makes me happy. Which it doesn’t, but I try not to dwell on that, not tonight.
When the food is all gone, he helps me off the counter and asks how I feel. “Much better.”
“Good.” He makes quick work of cleaning up our late-night dinner. He stacks the dishes in the dishwasher and wipes down the counter. I get the feeling he might be a little OCD but I just watch him and don’t say anything. “Alright, how about a movie?”
“That sounds amazing.”
“Would you like to watch in my bedroom or in the theater?”
“You have a fucking theater?” I gawk which makes him laugh again. He wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me into his body.
“Would you like to tour the house before we pick which movie and where we’ll watch it?” His lips are against my temple as he asks and I hug my arms around his sexy middle.
“Definitely, yes!” I bounce on my toes against his side and he begins to lead me around the massive building.
Six bedrooms, eight full baths and three powder rooms. Each one is uniquely decorated in soft tones and sleek lines. He has a theater just as he said and an indoor pool on the first floor. The garage houses three very fancy cars and one big pickup truck. I’m in awe. Every room we enter is magnificent and his wealth begins to make me nervous.
He could have anyone he wants. He’s smart, handsome, self-made and hung like a God damn horse. How do I fit in here? I’m just a regular girl who gets her rocks off with a little bit of kink.
The tour ends in his bedroom, the brightest room in the house. The walls are stark white and the bed covers a cool royal blue. There are no candles in here, I get the feeling that in here he likes to really see what he’s doing. Another large desk takes up a corner of the big room, across from it, a large screen TV. The main focus of the room is the colossal four poster bed. It looks much bigger than any king size bed I’ve ever seen. I think six people could sleep in it comfortably.
“Wow.” I whisper, almost speechless from tonight’s events.
“Do you like it?” He hugs me from behind, lowering his head so that we are cheek to cheek. I feel his thighs against my ass and his chest on my back.
“That’s a silly question.”
“Your body is rather stiff, kitten. Is something bothering you?” Jacob places sweet kisses along the side of my face and I close my eyes, leaning back into his body to try and relax.
“It all seems too good to be true.”
“Give me the chance to prove to you its not.” He turns me around, bringing us face to face. “I take great care in picking the women I keep for company. Not many have ever pleased me the way you do and I don’t just mean physically. Something about you calls to my inner dominance. It’s something that makes me want to protect you fiercely. I want to spoil you and spend my days making you smile.”
My cheeks hurt from smiling so hard again. “I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything, I just want you to give me the chance to earn the same feelings in your heart.” I swear my ovaries explode or maybe it’s my heart. I’m not sure. Two months of just talking can really imbed someone into your heart and soul. I do feel those crazy things for Jacob.
“Is it too soon?” I wonder out loud. His hands rake through my hair, pushing it sweetly back from my face.
“No, kitten. It won’t be all peaches and cream, I’m the beast you called me earlier. I’m stubborn and work driven but I want you to be mine.”
“Like a girlfriend?” I gawk, my eyes feeling wide and my mouth dropping open. He laughs and grabs a chunk of my hair at the base of my skull to pull my head back a little.
“Is that so surprising?” His lips hover over mine as he asks.
“Well, I mean, yeah.” One of my shoulders lift in a shrug. “You’re incredible and I’m… just me. Why would you want me?”
“We’ll have to work on your opinion of yourself, Hannah.” He growls over my mouth. “Will you be my girlfriend, my submissive, and my sweet little girl? Exclusively mine, until you wish otherwise?”
“Yes,” I moan softly, my body pliant against his.
“Mmm, say it Hannah. Say you’ll be mine.” His other hand holds my lower back, just above my ass and he presses my hips into his. His cock is hard again, throbbing against my belly and I whimper the words he wants to hear.
“I’ll be yours, Jacob. I want to be yours, Daddy.”
To be continued...
A Note from the Author,
Hey there!
Thank you for reading ‘Seeking His Touch’, book one in the Becoming His serial set. I hope you enjoyed Hannah and Jacob’s beginning as much as I enjoyed writing it. I’m looking forward to bringing you more of their story in the novella’s that follow. Each will be released shortly after the other, so make sure to follow my author pages for when the next instalments will be released.
Thanks for all your continued support and love!
Haley Monroe
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Sorry Not Sorry
Becoming His
Book (2)
Hannah Moore has stepped in it good, like a frustrated toddler, she let her mouth run away from her and now she has to pay the price. With a good Dom comes good discipline and Jacob Hoff is so damn good. On their third date, before things can even get started, Hannah finds herself in trouble. No amount of apologizing would change Jacob’s mind but that’s okay, because she really isn’t all that sorry anyhow
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Their relationship is still new and Hannah has to walk the thin line of figuring out her man. Jacob spells out his expectation for his little, but nothing in life is black and white, and Hannah likes to live in the grey areas. Can she find a way to behave and please her Dom without getting herself flipped over Daddy’s knee at every turn or will she stay, Sorry not Sorry?
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Bad Kitten
Becoming His
Book (3)
Hannah has enjoyed her sleep over with Daddy even if it started out with a punishment for her smart mouth. Though it seems one punishment isn’t enough for Daddy’s bad kitten and Hannah finds herself locked in a chastity belt with no hope of getting off… I mean out.
When one punishment doesn’t suit his new little, Jacob changes tactics and locks up her greedy body for a day of discipline. While punishment must be carried out, he’s decided to cancel his Saturday plans to treat his bad little kitten to a night out at The Play House, an exclusive sex club geared toward the age play lifestyle where he can show her once and for all just how badly he wishes to claim her for his own.
