Love Earned (Flash Fiction Romance)

by Janice Collins

  “Ah-hm, uh CC?” He stepped closer to her, she could smell his cologne and leather. He was in uniform.

  She slowly leaned back on her heals and looked over her shoulder. Her hair had fallen over her face and the breeze tossed it back and forth. She gazed up at him, he stood over her tall and masculine.

  At that moment she knew full well that she wanted him, she wanted to be with him. She felt like she could easily give herself over to a man like him and she didn’t know what it was about him that made her feel that way either.

  “It is you.” He smiled at her as she shielded the late sun from her eyes. “I got your message and thought I’d swing by. I’m on a weird shift so I thought I’d swing by and see how you were doing.”

  She stood up, “well thanks to your remedy I’m doing well.” She brushed the dirt off her legs and stepped closer to him. “Now that you are here, I’m doing even better.” She smiled and blushed all at once.

  They spent the next few weeks seeing each other as much as possible. His schedule was always changing and it made their time together even more intense and important to both of them. Her schedule was pretty normal, she was at the doctor’s office from 9 to 5 Monday through Thursday.

  She did almost all of her blogs on Friday. She tried very hard to have her schedule open for when he was available. Tonight she expected him after his shift. She was finally ready to take the next step with him. Up to this point they’d made out for hours on end and it was spectacular, but she wanted more.

  He had never pressured her for anything more and she loved that about him. She’d loved him since the first day. She hadn’t told him, she wanted to but she knew it wasn’t the time for that.

  It was late when he arrived, after midnight and she was asleep in her bed. She woke when he opened the bedroom door. He was quiet enough, but he still made sound. She watched him slowly take off his utility belt and set it on her dresser.

  Next he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. He laid it on the dresser. He stood in a white t-shirt and his blue pants. She admired his form and she watched him move like a jungle cat around the room. He slide his pants off next to the bed and pulled the t-shirt off as well.

  The last thing she saw of him in he light was his hard muscular form clad only in boxer briefs slipping under the covers. Normally she would be in a cammy and panties but tonight she was naked. She felt his hand skim across her hip and his breath caught in his throat. He slide closer and she could feel him pressed against her, his cock hard on her ass. She pushed into him letting him know what she wanted. She felt him remove his shorts and his heat pressed into her. She rolled over to face him and he smiled at her in the dark.

  “Are you sure you are ready?” She felt his hand brush her cheek. Their eyes had adjusted to the darkness and she could see him in the faint light.

  “Yes Robert, I’ve waited and I know it’s you I want to be with.” She leaned up and kissed him full on the mouth. His hand reached down and massaged her breasts, one at a time. She moaned against mouth and he covered her with his kiss. They moved together like they were made for one another. His hand slipped between them and stroked her wetness. She bucked against him and nibbled his ear.

  “Robert, I’m ready now, please please.” He moved on top of her and easily slide inside. He was larger than she anticipated inside of her and she cried out. He pulled her against him and he grabbed a handful of her hair. She arched into it and rocked her hips so she could take him as deep as possible. He drove into her and she came hard. He pulled her head to the side gently using her hair to do so.

  “Now that you’ve given yourself to me I need to tell you more.” He continued to push inside her, holding her against him. “I’ve got to have you, all of you, now.” She felt him pulse inside, his body tightened and relaxed, but he didn’t stop.

  “I need to know if you can give yourself completely to me, to submit to me.” He came again, filling her deep. She could feel his seed leaving her between them. “Can you do that Cecilia? Will you be mine in every possible way?”

  He had slipped a hand between them and was working her clit, she was on the edge of another orgasm and she squeezed him hard drawing his as well.

  “Yes oh Yes I will be all you want me to be, anything and everything.” She cried out as she came. He did one last time and they collapsed together. Arms and legs tangled together, sweat covered them.

  “I love you Robert.” She whispered. “I want to be yours forever.”

  After that night he explained what it meant for her to submit to him and that it would take time and trust from both of them to get the relationship to a point where he knew she was truly his.

  When they got to that point she would know as she would be rewarded. He’d taught her how to please him in so many ways. They did things she didn’t even know men liked. As time went by she learned more and she did all that he asked. She was his for always and forever.

  She never once disobeyed him, she never once refused to do the things he asked. Even the day he gave her the strap on and asked her to take him. It ended up being one of the hottest nights ever. While she gently rocked against him, taking him he stroked himself.

  She loved to watch him jack off, his cock was long and thick, almost too much for her to take. The strap on had an end for her and as he got closer she did too. When he swelled and came she came with him. She enjoyed this game, it let her feel like she was the one in charge of his pleasure.

  Now here they were all those months later. He had moved in with her and they had all they needed together. The only thing missing was the proof that she was his for the world to see. She knew something special was coming when he had called to tell her he was coming home and that she needed to be ready for an evening out.

  He indicated the outfit, underclothes and jewelry she was to wear and when she was to be ready. She knew better than to ask what for and why. When he arrived home she was exactly where she was supposed to be and in the red dress, black heels and no jewelry.

  She waited patiently for him to take care of his weapon, his utility belt and his uniform. When he came back to the living room he was dressed in his suit and he had showered. She still loved his scent and she became wet when she smelled him as he approached. He took her hand and she stood up facing him.

  “I know you’ve been waiting for this and you have earned it my love.” He kissed her and held out a box.