On Becoming His - Lessons Learned

by Dayne, Cassandre

  “Yes.”

  “You know, my hommies and I come to this place because the owner is a good guy, the club safe and protected.”

  “The best ones are,” Luke said quietly, enjoying the way the woman came closer to their table, her eyes flashing as she swayed back and forth to the music.

  James shook his head. “Been to a lot of these clubs?”

  “A few.”

  “A man of so many words.” Chuckling, he looked away.

  “Said like a man who doesn’t need to find sex.”

  Huffing, James took another swig of his beer before facing Luke. “Yeah. I guess you’re right. We come here to enjoy the anonymity. Sex. Sex of every kind is on the menu and you know what? I’m not gonna lie about the fact I enjoy feeling like I’m king in this place.”

  “Nothing wrong with that.” Luke gripped his glass of bourbon tightly, every nerve ending on fire as he thought about Jessie. He longed to have her here with him, by his side, her hand gently placed on his arm. Hell, who was he kidding? His cock was aching, simply needing to be with her, fuck her. Mmmm…

  “So, I take it you’re happily married and the little missus wouldn’t take kindly to you being here.”

  There was a moment he thought he was simply going to tell yet another tale, one he was so used to stating for the acquaintances who sometimes entered into his life. As he studied the young woman’s smile and the way she shifted through the crowd, obviously an employee hired to entice every man and woman in the room, he smiled and gave James a heated look. “My little woman is one of the most highly paid marketing executives in the country, earning over six figures. She happens to be an incredible beauty and one both men and women long to fuck and fuck hard. Oh and she can suck cock like no other woman I’ve ever had.”

  “Whew…” James whistled as he raised his eyebrow and nodded toward his friends.

  “My kind of woman,” Big Dog said through clenched teeth.

  Luke tipped his head, unable to resist. “And she’s also my collared submissive.”

  For a few minutes the men said nothing, their eyes opening wide.

  “Oh shit, man.” James wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

  “We need to take lessons from him,” Marcus added.

  “I’m getting another beer.” Samuel rose from the table, mumbling under his breath.

  James waited for a few seconds. “You serious, man?”

  “Very.” Luke was missing Jessie more than he ever had. Nine couldn’t arrive soon enough.

  “Dear God.” James sniffed as he looked forward, nursing his beer. He waited a full minute before darting a look in Luke’s direction. “How did you know?”

  “How did I know?”

  “Yeah. That she’s the right one. That she was going to fulfill your needs?”

  Luke shifted forward, somehow able to hear Jessie’s laughter and envision her eyes as they reminded him every day what an incredible woman she truly was. Inching forward in his seat, he remembered the very night he’d met Jezebel. The very instant he had to have her, own her. Both her beauty as well as her incredible level of intelligence couldn’t be denied. And he would never try. “If you’re merely looking to have a woman fulfill your needs and satisfy the savage part of us we all harbor as men, then you’re going to be disenchanted quickly. For a woman to give not only her body and heart to you, allowing you to be in control of every aspect regarding her life as well as her soul, is the most incredible gift you’ll ever receive. Ever. If you categorize what she’s gifting, what’s she’s allowing as anything else, then you’re a soulless man and definitely shouldn’t be considered a Dom.” The words hung in the air.

  James exhaled slowly and nodded over and over again. “That is one powerful statement.”

  “And right.”

  “I know. I keep looking. I just…” James looked away.

  “You have to be honest with you first.”

  “About?”

  Luke sighed knowing what he was about to say was certainly something he needed to remind himself on a regular basis. “Everything. You have to face your inner demons or you’ll destroy everything you have together. You’ll hide behind bullshit that gets in the way.”

  A few minutes ticked by.

  “Said like a man who knows,” James said quietly.

  “Said like a man who was burned. Don’t lie and don’t try to be something you’re not.” Luke rose from the table.

  Looking up, he gave Luke a look. “I wasn’t trying to piss you off, man.”

  “You weren’t at all. I just need to make a phone call.” Striding away from the table, he clenched his fist. He was such a freaking asshole. It was almost time to all Jessie, but first he needed some air. Grabbing his phone, he wanted to send her at least an email. God, he was missing her.

  ****

  The chiming of a new email dragged Jessie’s attention back to reality. Glaring at the computer screen, she winced. How the hell had over and hour gone by? My God it was eight forty five. She glanced at her wine and realized she’d actually consumed the entire glass, probably licked the damn thing clean. What the hell was wrong with her? As she leaned forward, studying the email, she grinned and trembled to her toes.

  Are you ready for me? Go to the bedroom and remove your clothes. Light two candles and wait. Nine sharp. Don’t be late or your punishment will be severe.

  Dear God the man had a way with words. Scampering to her feet, she turned off the music and headed into the kitchen to refill her glass. This was going to be a wonderful way to put her to bed anyway.

  After lighting two candles, she eased the wine glass down on her nightstand and placed her phone beside the dense crystal, rubbing her finger down the length of the stem. Removing her gown, she stood for a minute, basking in the glow of the dim lighting before tossing back the covers. Propping the fluffy pillows together, she slipped onto the soft sheets and leaned against the mass as she glanced at the clock. Two minutes to spare. Every part of her body ached. She clenched her pussy and moaned, allowing her fingers to dig into the sheets.

  At precisely nine pm on the nose Luke called.

  God… “Hello, my Sir.”

  “Hello, kitty kat. Tell me. Are you in bed? Are you naked for me? Are there candles lit, the delicious scent reminding you I should be there with you?” Luke’s voice was filled with a dangerous husk.

  “Yes, Sir. Just as you asked.” Instantly she smiled, hearing the rich timbre lacing every word. The man could roar and growl and she loved it.

  “Good, girl. Now tell me what you’ve been doing this week in detail and don’t be cryptic in your sentences.”

  Taking her time, she told him exactly what she’d been doing, only leaving out the part about being accosted by a handsome waiter. That, he didn’t need to know. When she finished she instantly felt guilty and wasn’t certain why. “That’s it. Mostly missing you.”

  “Why do I hear a glitch in your voice?”

  “No reason. Honestly.” Now Jessie was crossing her fingers. Oh, this wasn’t good. What was she thinking in all of this? She breathed evenly, determined to calm her nerves. “How are you?” They talked a bit of small talk but she knew he wanted more. Casually sipping her wine, a wet slick of perspiration covered her skin, reminding her just how freaking horny she truly was.

  “Avoidance my dear girl.”

  “Not at all.” Now she was crossing her fingers. She could hear what sounded like disco music in the background. Smiling, Jessie couldn’t help but wonder just where he might be.

  “I’m hungry tonight. Damn hungry.”

  “So am I.” A slight breath escaping her lips, she brushed her fingers up and down the length of her neck.

  “Good.”

  “Where are you?” as soon as she asked the question she could hear a hesitation in Luke’s voice.

  Luke laughed. “Always the willful woman.”

  “Just curious. I mean…” What in the hell did she mean?

  “The trip is
going well and my client asked me out for a drink. Tell me how you’d like to suck my cock.”

  Oddly enough, Luke never even mentioned being close to someone. She sat back and thought about all their conversations. Not once had he mentioned having any friends. Was that odd or did the lack of mentioning any mean he was that much more into her? “Oh my Sir, I would love to drop to my knees and crawl toward you, my eyes never leaving your face. I would kneel before my Sir, allowing you to look at me and tell me what you wanted. I would wait for your command.”

  Luke growled. “Go on.”

  “Then I’d wrap my hand around the base of your cock, bringing the tip to my lips. I’d lick all the way around, swirling my tongue slowly, just like you like before taking your shaft into my mouth. I would suck your cockhead as I eased my other hand between your legs, cupping and caressing your balls between my fingers. Then I’d squeeze until you moaned. Would you like that?” Her pussy twitching, she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stand the dirty talk but for so long without some relief.

  “Yyyyeeeesss, I love that. How hard would you suck me?”

  “Very hard, Sir. I’d suck just the tip as I rolled your balls between my fingers.” Her voice skipping, she took a sip of wine and set the glass down, barely managing not to drop the damn thing. Why was he making her so hot and bothered? Whew, she was hot all over.

  “Am I making you wet already, my kitten?”

  Panting, she smiled to herself before brushing her hand through her hair. “God yes.”

  “Good. Continue.”

  Jessie closed her eyes and nuzzled into the pillows as she absently eased her fingers down her neck to the swell of her breasts. “Then I’d go up and down very slowly on your shaft as I wrapped my other hand around the base and stroked you, pumping all the way up the length and meeting my hand. I’d grip roughly, allowing the friction to drive you insane. Do you like that?”

  “Mmmm… You have missed me.”

  “You have no idea.” Flicking her finger back and forth across her nipple, the bud became hard in a flash and she moaned.

  “You’re not pleasuring yourself are you?” Luke barely breathed.

  “No!” Said too quickly, she heard him sigh and she jerked her hand away. “I’m just missing you so much.”

  “Lift your legs for me so that they’re bent at the knees and then spread them as far open as you can.”

  The command surprised her. God, he was testing her will. Jessie swallowed hard and obeyed. “Yes, Sir. They’re open.”

  Chuckling, he said nothing for several seconds.

  They had to be the longest seconds of her life. Shifting, she chewed on her bottom lip to keep from screaming into the phone. “Sir?”

  “My forever impatient one. Now slip three fingers deep inside your sweet cunt, plunging them in and out for several seconds. Then hold them up into the light.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Her blood pressure rising, she did as he requested and the feel of her fingers and the way her muscles gripped around the tight invasion forced a single gasp from her lips. “Shit!”

  “Yes, are you wet for me? Are you so hungry for me you want nothing more than my mouth on your hot pussy, licking and sucking your clit?”

  “God…yes, Sir. I want…I…” Unable to finish, she held her fingers into the light and had to fight not to lick them.

  “Are they glistening for me, baby?”

  Blinking furiously, she studied the slickness covering them. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good. Just the way I want you to be when I get home. That’s why I forbid you to pleasure yourself and you haven’t disobeyed me, have you?”

  “No…I… No, Sir!” Jessie brought her fingers to her nose and sniffed. She was about as horny as she’d ever been. There was no doubt in her mind. This wasn’t good at all.

  “Hmmm… I think we are going to have to work more on your level of obedience when I get home. It’s time to enter into a new phase of your punishment sessions. Are you ready for more? Can you handle the rougher aspects of discipline?”

  The words certainly brought her back to reality. Rougher? This was something they’d talked about more than once and he knew she wanted to enter into some fairly heavy aspects of BDSM including almost brutal sex and punishment. He had been coaxing the darkest secrets from her for two months and now she knew what was happening. Luke was going to take her into new heights of pleasure and pain. “Yes, Sir. I am so ready.” Actually she was trembling as desire raced through her.

  “Why are you ready, Jezebel?”

  “Because…” Why was she ready? There were so many reasons. Didn’t he know them? Didn’t she know them? Shit. Why? “Because I love you and trust you and I want to give you everything you’ve ever wanted. As I said, the woman inside needs to feel more than what she…what she has before. I hope that doesn’t bother you.”

  “No, that intrigues me. What else?”

  “Well,” Jessie hesitated. “I find talking about this tough, but I want more. I want to try some kinky things. You know.”

  “No, I don’t know. Tell me.”

  Jesus, he was testing her. “I want to try…bondage and maybe electric play and…” Her voice trailed off. She heard such hesitation in his voice. “I know. I have no clue, but so much of me just wants you to take full control all the time.”

  “You do know that’ll mean I take you and train you however and whenever I want? You do realize some aspects might be considered savage?” Luke asked, but the words weren’t really a question.

  “Yes, Sir. I do and I want that more than ever.” Why did he make her shiver every time they talked? Hot and wet, she was barely able to concentrate. But she knew his words were imploring for a reason. They were crossing another line.

  “Mmm… I believe you. Now suck your fingers for me. Suck off your juices.”

  Her lower lip quivering, she pushed her fingers into her mouth, savoring the almost tangy flavor. Thrusting them in and out of her mouth, she did everything she could to exaggerate the noise and in a few seconds heard him growling again, moaning into the phone.

  “Very good. Now it’s time for you to go to bed and dream about the way I’m going to fuck you when I see you. When I arrive at the house I want rope and a belt placed on the kitchen island and you naked, standing in the corner and waiting for me. Do you understand?”

  Removing her fingers, she had to lick her lips before she could speak.

  “Jezebel!”

  “Yes, Sir!” My God she was going over the edge with such damn need. This was nuts.

  “Better. Now you need to go to sleep and I’ll be home in two nights. I’ll text you when I’m fifteen minutes away. Do you understand?”

  “Oh… Yes, Sir.”

  “Good. Goodnight, my sexy submissive. I love you.”

  “I know that, Sir.” When Jessie hung up the phone she remained exactly as she was, her legs spread wide open and her need continuing to grow. She reached for her wine, almost knocking the damn glass off. Gulping several sips, she rocked back and forth and could barely breathe. BDSM and increased training. Now she was wet.

  No matter how hard she tried, she could barely keep her hand out of her pussy. Luke had such an incredible effect on her. Sighing, she longed for him, wanted him, needed him and… Several tears slipped from her eyes and for a few minutes she was unable to move. Wiping them away furiously, she had to feel him, had to have him inside. What was wrong with her?

  Polishing off the wine, she got up to blow out the candles. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the bag from the sex shop and snarled. And then she stamped her foot. Suddenly the need was too damn great. Just touching the vibrator would be okay. Right? That wasn’t being a bad girl, was it? Slipping her hand into the bag, she pulled out the first one her fingers wrapped around. Studying the dolphin, she smiled and licked her lips. Then she turned on the switch.

  Chapter Five

  Luke held the phone to his head after ending the call. Closing his eyes, he tried to conce
ntrate on the music, the way the tempo was a wild mixture of beating drums and heady guitar licks. The rather erotic song was wild, full of passion, and right now he was hot and horny, ready to devour the woman who was so engrained in his life. There were times he had difficulty separating his professional life with the one he shared with Jezebel. They were so completely different but also intertwined in several ways. He was a tough taskmaster in business and yet with her he couldn’t find any balance. He was all over the place with his emotions as well as his control of her.

  Groaning, he walked back to the table of men, not necessarily surprised there were now several women surrounding the table. From where he stood in the shadows, he could tell the luscious blond was meant as an indulgence for him, a perk perhaps. As he walked closer, he could see James’ eyes twinkling as they darted toward the girl. James had his arm wrapped around a stunning redhead, James’ hand absently rubbing up and down the side of her breast.

  “Took you long enough. Thought you were going to miss the rather interesting show.” Nodding toward the small stage, James smiled as he tugged the woman into his chest, grinding his hips back and forth across her ass.

  Luke licked his lips and grabbed his drink, giving the blond a simple acknowledgement. “Just another business call. I apologize.”

  “No need. Come join us. They have the best entertainment in the club.” Leaning over, James raised his eyebrow. “By the way, this girl is a damn good submissive. She loves being tied and flogged. Thought you might enjoy indulging. I know you have a sub back home but….”

  “Mmm… You’re very kind.”

  The blond moved closer, as if sensing she was being offered to Luke. “Hi. I’m Mandy.”

  “Luke,” he offered, giving her a weighed smile.

  “That’s Sir Luke to you,” James stated.

  “Mmm… Yes,” Mandy inched closer.

  “Luke is just fine. Being called Sir is earned.” Looking away, Luke was cognizant of the fact the men at the table were surprised with his answer.

  “Sir Luke seems to suit you,” Mandy mused.

  Luke remained quiet as performers donned the small stage.