Tiger Lily: Part One

by Amélie S. Duncan

  My stomach started to churn. “What can I do to end this?” I hunched over when we reached the door and he closed it behind us.

  Jonas folded his arms and finally spoke, “Strip off your clothing, place your heels in the closet, then fold everything else neatly and hand them to me.”

  My heart pounded as I glanced up at him and saw his expression was stern. There was no doubt that Jonas not only expected his command to be followed, but promptly. I reached to my back and unzipped my dress, then removed my heels and put them away, all the time glancing towards him. He walked through the room turning on every light, exposing me. My fingers fumbled as I removed my dress and unhooked my bra, then rolled down the thigh highs. After folding them, I shook as I lifted them up and held them out in front of him.

  “Stand here.” Jonas took them from me and placed them on the table. He put his things away, then returned in front of me.

  I trembled as my mind played over Declan ignoring me and withholding affection after my parents died. The agony of working to be his “good girl” and earn his physical and emotional affection. I can’t go through that again. I crumbled down on the floor and wrapped my arms around myself in comfort. “I’m sorry,” I said nasally. Then a tear fell, and another. Before I knew it, I was sobbing.

  “Lily.” Jonas quickly scooped me up off the floor and carried me to the bedroom. He moved me to straddle his lap and held me close, rubbing my back.

  I closed my eyes. “I’m sorry. Please don’t ignore me, hold me.”

  “I know you are sorry, and I’m not going to let you go,” Jonas kissed my forehead, “but I need to know why you’re crying. I didn’t expect this reaction. Talk to me.”

  I took a deep breath and told him. “I guess you want me to go now,” I said desolately. “I’m more complicated than you signed up for.”

  “I could kill him,” Jonas said angrily, understanding reaching his eyes. He cupped my face. “I’d never do that to you.” He saw my doubt, so he continued. “I’ll work to earn that trust from you in time. But what I do want you to know is that I don’t want you to go. I want to know your thoughts and feelings.” He lifted my chin and gazed into my eyes. “I find you impossible to ignore and irresistible to touch.”

  I blinked. “But. In the car…‌I like you leading. I want you to, but I didn’t understand. I needed to know.” I bit my lip as I tried to find the words, “I needed….”

  “Discussion. Assurance,” Jonas offered and I nodded.

  He stroked the side of my face and chin. “Well, I like control and you told me that you like to be led. So I pushed for more of it, but now I know that was too much too soon, especially after what happened to you. I should have discussed this with you and I apologize for that.”

  My insides warmed and I leaned up and kissed him. “I accept. I enjoy your sexual control and I don’t want that to end. I just need to know how you feel about me and what we’re doing so I can go with your demands. Does that make sense?”

  “Yes. Rest assured that I do like you, Lily, and I also enjoy controlling you in here.” Jonas kissed my lips tenderly. I pressed my lips harder against his and our kiss deepened. It was then I realized again I was nude in his lap, while he was still in his shirt and slacks.

  Jonas broke off and inhaled sharply as his eyes roved over my body and back up to my eyes, waiting for him.

  He showed me his desire, and heat flooded me once more. My breathing became heavier as my nipples swelled. The pulsing throb of my sex came back to life. I leaned in and kissed his lips, down his jaw and chin yet Jonas remained still. What did he want? What did I want? I wanted him in the way he wanted to be with me. The way we both wanted to be with each other. So I tilted back and said, “Don’t hold back.”

  Jonas kissed me lightly on the mouth. “Good.” He moved me on the bed and stripped off his clothing.

  “Move on your knees and lift your ass up, arms at your side,” he commanded.

  I took a deep breath and moved into the position he requested of me, letting my arms rest at my sides and my legs fold under me. The vulnerability of the position didn’t go unnoticed by me.

  Jonas moved behind me and stroked my sex, gently. Over and over my sensitive flesh, heightened by arousal, but not enough to sate me. I moaned and lifted my hips in hope of gaining more pressure, but he abruptly stopped and caressed my back. No words to me, his actions spoke for him. He wanted the control, but wouldn’t deny me affection. My heart squeezed as I waited for him to continue to seek what he needed of me.

  He started again, slow teasing strokes of my labia and clit, making me swell and ache in need of release. Groaning, he rubbed his hard cock against my swollen pussy, brushing the head right up against my clit. Sweat broke out over my body as the sensations jolted through me. I tried to remain still in hopes he would push me over, but my body pushed back, seeking him to fill me. The second I did, Jonas stopped and removed his cock, rubbing my back once more. My body hummed, longing for what he held away from me. When I started coming down, he began rubbing his cock against my sensitive flesh again.

  “Jonas,” I whispered.

  He kissed my back. “Not yet, Lily.” He kept up his punishing rub, and I shook and panted under him as I fought to give what he needed of me.

  Finally, I felt the tip of his cock from the back as he entered me. Pressing hot inside me, and I could have wept. I bit my lip against the fullness and pressure as my inner walls stretched to take all of him. The sensation was more pleasure than anything I ever felt before. Breathing in and out fast, I shook as I waited for him to lead me.

  Gripping my hips with his hands, Jonas thrust his dick in and out of me. The sensation was incredible and my sex clenched, right on the cusp of an orgasm.

  Jonas picked up the pace and hissed as he came, emptying inside of me. He rubbed his fingers against the sides of my clit. “Come.” Swiveling and grinding his cock inside me as he stroked me with the pressure I needed, and I came convulsing under his touch.

  “Jonas,” I cried out.

  Turning me over, he kissed over my face and gazed at me. The warmth radiating out of his eyes filled my chest. He kissed a path to my breasts and suckled them. I ran my hands through the silky strands of his hair. Oh, how I wanted this man.

  “Open your legs,” he said.

  I complied, this time without hesitation, ready to take what he wanted of me. He rewarded me by kissing down my mound and licking my pussy. “Come.” And I did. For him. For us.

  Turning me over, he grasped my sex possessively, covering me with his hard body as he ground against me until I thrashed and came under him again. I sunk into the warmth and control he had of me. His body completely enveloped me.

  He kept his hand on my sex as if conveying a message for me: as his companion, this was his and his alone.

  I pressed in to his grip with my own determination. Yes. Yours. Take it. Take me.

  Chapter 14

  I woke and glared at the side clock. 6:30 a.m. My mind was heavy on Jonas’s pending departure. I was captivated by him, and couldn’t help but want more of his company. I knew my thoughts were dangerous, but I always went with my heart.

  His need to control me should have put me off, but it didn’t. He had somehow wrapped me so close to him that I was having a hard time dealing with the idea that he would be leaving. I turned over and watched him sleep. I could make out the plains of his muscular body through the light of dawn peeking through the sides of the curtains in the bedroom. I looked at his cock and felt a stirring low on my body. I had never been so aroused before and wanted more of him. It was like I didn’t just have sex with him only hours earlier.

  “Lily,” Jonas mumbled sleepily. He rolled on top of me, I moved his cock to my pussy and he slicked it against my arousal, the head brushing against my clit.

  My back arched as I rocking against him. “Mmm.”

  Jonas moaned and pushed inside of me and started a slow thrust. I lifted my hips to take him deeper.


  I let out a gasp at the feel of his cock massaging my channel as he ground his hips against me.

  “So good inside you.” He picked up speed and thrust faster inside me, until he came, yelling out above me. He rubbed his fingers against my clit, continuing to move his cock until my orgasm hit me and I withered as I held on tightly to him. Saying his name, I kissed across his chest.

  He kissed the top of my head. “I don’t know how I’m going to leave today,” he whispered.

  We both knew he would. He fell back to sleep, and I eased out from under him and out of the bed. I went to the bathroom and had a quick shower, and put on my clothing for my casual workday, denim jeans and blue turtleneck.

  I had a thought on what to get him to remember me, but what do you give a man that has everything? I sighed as I packed my backpack. When I reached the closet, I found my dress, freshly dry cleaned hanging there.

  I grinned. Jonas, ever considerate. I took out a pair of panties, took off a ribbon from the basket, and tied a bow.

  I walked over to the desk and wrote a short note.

  I know this is may seem silly, but I hope you appreciate the gesture.

  Thank you for the last few days. Tiger Lily.

  Jonas suddenly appeared in the room in his robe, his gaze seeking me. My breath caught as I took in his beauty. I pondered how long he would have that effect on me.

  Whether he noticed me in his briefcase, he didn’t acknowledge. “I’m going to get dressed. Breakfast should be here any minute,” Jonas said, then turned and went inside the bathroom.

  The door sounded and I went to open it, flushing as the waiter smiled broadly at me and went about setting up the table. Eggs benedict, hollandaise, winter fruit, and coffee. Jonas came out in a robe and signed the sheet, then went back inside the bathroom. The pull to go back in there with him was great, but I held myself back in self-preservation.

  Jonas returned after a few minutes dressed as casually as I had ever seen him, a black shirt and denim jeans. His black hair was messy, sweeping across his forehead. His eyes fixed on me as he closed the distance and pressed a kissed to my lips and beyond, filling my mouth with the taste of mint.

  “Did you sleep well?” Jonas asked as he poured us coffee.

  I nodded, my throat closed to speech. I ate a few bites of the eggs and sipped the coffee.

  “Thank you for everything,” I said, my voice sounding thick.

  Jonas put his fork down and opened his arms and I immediately stood and let him place me on his lap and cuddled me.

  “Lily, I’m finding this difficult too,” He said slowly, as he stroked my back.

  He was? I let my head rest on his shoulder and inhaled his fresh scent.

  He kissed the side of my face. “I’ll be back in New York after going to Texas and a short trip to Seattle. I want to see you again.”

  I nodded. “I want that too.”

  Jonas fed me and him our breakfast and then stood me on my feet.

  “I have a surprise for you.” Jonas walked out of the room and into the bedroom and rolled in a black leather designer trolley bag.

  My eyes dilated and I shook my head. “Jonas no. You shouldn’t have.”

  Jonas pressed his lips together. “It’s done and it’s here. Do you like it?”

  I stood and walked over to him and leaned up and kissed his lips. “Yes. But‌—‌”

  “Then that’s all that matters,” he said, cutting me off. The corners of his mouth turned up. Before I could respond, the door sounded. He strolled over and David was there, along with a bell person to collect our things.

  “Pumpkin time,” I muttered.

  Jonas held my hand as we walked out the door and to the elevator, through the lobby, check out, and to the door of his Bentley. He pulled me into his arms and held onto me all the way from the Waldorf Astoria to the Arch building. These actions were more than I had ever imagined a companion would be, but I didn’t protest. I wanted and needed it and he was willing to give it to me.

  My breathing labored as the door opened. I had managed to hold it together up until we stopped.

  “David will take you home tonight. So you don’t need to bring anything,” Jonas said.

  I shook my head. “I have a work dinner with Gregor.”

  His jaw tightened. “Where?”

  I bit my lip. “Gregor usually drops me….” The words died on my lips as the tension rose between us. “Sophie’s.”

  Jonas turned and gave instructions to David, who nodded to me. “I want you safe, and knowing David will take you home eases me.”

  My insides warmed. He cares. I didn’t have the time to think on it though.

  I curled my chin under and waved. “Thank you. Jonas. Thanks for everything.”

  “Let me walk you inside,” Jonas said tucking my hair behind my ear, then stroking down my neck.

  I chewed my lip. “No, I think I will fall apart if you do.”

  Jonas sighed. He kissed my cheek. “We’ll continue our conversation tonight.”

  I plastered a smile and looked up at him. “Yes. I look forward to it.”

  He gasped, then kissed me lightly on the lips. “Thank you for your smile, Tiger Lily.”

  I lifted my brows. “No Shakespeare?” I joked.

  He stared intently at me and didn’t say anything for a few heartbeats.

  He then whispered, “I’ll have something for you tonight.”

  I licked my lips and said, “Parting is such sweet sorrow‌—‌”

  “That I shall say goodnight till tomorrow. Let’s discuss that tonight.” Jonas kissed me again, this time crushing his lips to mine.

  When we broke apart, I giggled. “Public affection from Jonas Crane.”

  Jonas leaned against my forehead and breathe in. “I’m finding you impossible to resist.” he said softly, then kissed my cheek.

  My eyes filled, and I dropped my head. What was I doing?

  He pulled me in a tight embrace. “I feel it too, Lily,” he soothed. “I’ll call you tonight.” He winked at me then climbed inside the car.

  Covering my mouth, I watched his car pull off down the street. He was gone and I wasn’t sure when I would see him again. Once the car turned the corner, I walked inside the office and ran straight into the bathroom. Locking myself inside a stall, I sunk down on the seat and cried.

  Chapter 15

  Once I was empty, I numbly splashed water on my face and walked back to my desk. I turned on the computer and sent off a few emails to some of our clients. Taking an extra fifteen minutes over lunch, I made it to black light spin class at the corporate gym. The vigorous exercise combined with the blaring techno music helped to quiet my thoughts and worries over when I might see Jonas again. Halfway through the chicken salad I brought back to eat at my desk, my phone chimed. My pulse increased as I sought to pick it up, but in my hurry managed to drop it on the floor. Calm down. Picking it up, I sighed as I looked at the name on display and answered. Gregor.

  “Can I tell you who the star at the conference was?” Gregor trilled.

  I groaned, then laughed in the phone. “You were, and I’m not surprised. No one works a room like you.”

  “That’s what was missing from this conference. I was Conan without Andy. I should have taken you along with me.”

  I played with the ends of my hair. “Perhaps next time.”

  “I’m getting ready to board. I’ll be at the office at 6:00. Would you mind calling Sophie’s?”

  I smiled. “Done. I did that a few days ago.”

  “Great. I’m up for a few cocktails to celebrate. We can afford our car service to take you back to Jersey tonight. They are calling us to board.”

  “That’s alright, I have a ride home. See you soon.” I hung up.

  I looked at the clock. Jonas would be landing in a few hours. Would he call me? I hated the need that arose in me. Turning back to my computer, I tried to throw myself back into work.

  I finally turned my computer off at 6:00 p.
m. Gregor would be here any minute to collect me. I ran my hands down my shirt and jeans. My mind turned to Jonas. He had landed at least four hours ago, but he hadn’t sent me a text or called me. I worried over our morning and last night. Was I too clingy last night? Did he decide I wasn’t mature enough for him? A weirdness pressed in my chest at the thought of not hearing from him again.

  “Lily.” I was so lost in thought that I didn’t realize Gregor had come and was standing behind me. I turned around to face him and smiled. He was just as messy as me, in his grey pullover and denim jeans. My brow raised at the trim to his loose hanging bob and the weird look on his face as his green eyes met mine.

  Gregor cursed and folded his arms. “You had sex with him already?” His voice went up at the end, and I felt bad.

  My skin burned as I struggled to school my face. “What? How did you…‌I’m. Yes.” I dropped my head.

  He tugged my ponytail. “We’ll talk about it.”

  I shook my head. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

  “I’ll buy you a Long Island Iced Tea and we’ll talk about it,” Gregor said. Then he took a breath. “I need to talk to you about it.”

  “What, so you can make me feel bad?” My voice was small and I rubbed my stomach.

  “I’m not trying to shame you,” Gregor said diplomatically. “I just know you and I know him. So I think you need some perspective.”

  I shutdown my computer. “Okay.” Standing, I picked up my phone and placed it in my handbag. As I was putting on my coat, my phone chimed alerting me that I had a new text message. I beamed in delight as I read the screen. Jonas Crane.

  The second I got here I got pulled into meetings.

  I sighed in relief.

  “I’ll be right back,” Gregor said, walking to his office.

  “Okay,” I called, then went back to my text and quickly replied.

  I thought about you all day. Did you find anything out of the ordinary in your case?

  A new text came in before I could put my phone away. I grinned as I read his message, hearing his voice in my mind.