For Sparrow (The Dream Dominant Collection Book 3)

by Pandora Spocks

  Judd broke off the kiss and stood her back from him, steadying her when she wobbled a bit. He fixed her with his best Dominant glare. “You will be kneeling at the foot of my bed in two minutes. You will be dressed. I will undress you.”

  Jessi immediately bowed her head. “Yes, Sir.”

  Watching her scurry into the house, Judd leaned back, interlacing his fingers and placing his hands on the back of his head, and exhaled slowly. The thing he hadn’t dared hope for was happening.

  He’d known the minute he’d seen Jessi, way back at Graham’s funeral, that he was attracted to her. The time they’d spent together had only solidified that fact. But convention and their own agreement had kept him from considering a relationship a possibility.

  Now it seemed they were both on the same page. He sighed again, thinking of the responsibility of formally being Jessi’s Dominant, and he realized that it was precisely what he wanted.

  He nodded to himself. “This is right.” Dousing the candles, he pushed away from the table, checked the dying embers of the fire, and followed Jessi inside.

  Chapter 27

  Heart pounding, Jessi knelt in Judd’s bedroom. She’d considered placing the chenille throw on the floor to cushion her knees, but he hadn’t mentioned it, so she promptly discarded the notion. Her shoes she’d kicked off, and placed beside the dresser.

  What she wanted most of all was to please him, so she knelt upright, her arms clasped behind her, her head bowed. She knew she should clear her mind, but now her thoughts swirled around those moments on the patio. Had she topped him? Had she been too forward? Kissing him hadn’t been her plan, but when she was so close to him, she’d felt drawn as if with a magnet.

  Suddenly, she heard his footfalls on the stairs, and her pulse quickened. She listened as he entered the bedroom and closed the door. After that, the room was silent and she strained to hear, not daring to look up.

  “Well done, little one,” he murmured. He’d moved behind her, and gently stroked her hair. “I’m going to shower properly before we go any further. You will wait right here.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Jessi’s voice was a whisper.

  “Oh, and little one?” His voice came from further away. “You have a spanking coming. Don’t think I didn’t notice you topping from the bottom.” There was more amusement than menace in his voice.

  Jessi bit her lip to keep from smiling. “Yes, Sir.”

  As soon as she heard the shower start, Jessi released her arms and shook them to restore blood flow. She wiped her damp palms on the skirt of her dress and glanced around the room. He’d dimmed the overhead light, bathing the room in a soft glow.

  She shook her head. This was really going to happen. She’d fantasized about Judd, to be sure. But the reality was, she’d never been with anyone except Graham. Sure, in high school she’d fooled around with her boyfriends, but it had been Graham who’d punched her V-card. She’d never envisioned life without him.

  Will it be weird, having sex with someone new? What if I don’t know what to do?

  Suddenly the shower stopped and Jessi knelt up again, arms in position behind her back and head bowed. She heard the bathroom door open and felt the humid air as it escaped into the room.

  Next, she heard the bed creak as Judd sat on the end of it, and she risked a peek, cracking open her left eye just enough to see his bare feet in front of her.

  “Now, little one,” he began. “You may look up, by the way.”

  Jessi raised her head and opened her eyes. Judd sat bare-chested on the end of the bed facing her, his hair still wet from the shower. Wrapped around his waist was a fluffy white towel.

  Oh, God.

  Her gaze slipped from his face, across his broad chest with its smattering of dark hair, down those washboard abs and the happy trail that disappeared into the towel, to his knees which were pushed together, and down muscular calves, dusted with dark hair, and finally to his bare feet. When she brought her eyes back up to his, there was a twinkle of amusement, along with something more heated.

  “We have a lot we need to discuss. Hard limits, soft limits, safe words.” He shook his head. “But tonight, I just want to fuck you long and hard. I plan to undress you, spank you, and fuck your pussy, in that order. Any limits I need to know about right now?”

  Eyes wide, Jessi licked her lips. “Um, no, that seems fine.” I sound like an idiot.

  Judd nodded. “Good. The rest of it, we’ll worry about later. Stand.”

  He took her hands and helped her stand. Jessi anxiously clasped her hands together in front of her, but he took them and placed them at her sides. “Relax,” he murmured, smiling kindly.

  Lifting her chin, he again claimed her lips with bruising intensity, wrapping his left arm around her waist and pulling her in to him. Jessi matched his fervor, even as she felt his erection pressing into her belly. She was breathless when he released her.

  Judd walked behind her and swept her hair to the side, planting tiny kisses along the back of her neck. He was pleased to see goosebumps rise on her arms and he reached around to cup her breasts, finding her nipples to be tight sharp points as well.

  Slowly he lowered her zipper, revealing a hot pink bra, which he unhooked, before pushing her straps down her bare arms. Free of her shoulders, the dress and bra slid down and pooled around her feet.

  “This is like Christmas,” he murmured into her ear. “I’m unwrapping my present.”

  Jessi’s silk panties matched the hot pink of the bra. Thank heaven for small miracles, she thought. She could just as easily have worn old underwear. Note to self, toss out all old panties and bras.

  Judd stalked around her, his eyes never leaving her body. “Arms straight done, that’s right,” he murmured. “Jesus, Jessi,” he stopped in front of her, reaching to cup her bare breasts with both hands. Jessi’s head dropped back and she gasped as he worked her nipples in the crooks of his thumbs, using the rest of his fingers to knead her mounds.

  Leaning down, he captured a rosy tip with his lips, suckling voraciously before grazing it lightly with his teeth. Jessi steadied herself by placing her hands on his shoulders. Judd pulled her to himself, kissing her again, as he slid a hand down her back and into her panties, burrowing between her cheeks to touch her tight pucker. Jessi’s eyes flew open, and Judd had to laugh.

  “No monkey business tonight,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “But later? Monkey business.”

  “Alright,” he said, stepping back from her. “We’ll have a proper knee time.” He pointed to the floor by his feet. “Right here, right now.”

  Quickly, Jessi complied, kneeling at his feet, clasping her arms behind her once again. The position pushed her bare breasts front and center. Judd slid his right foot between her thighs and pulled her head to his towel-covered thigh. There was no hiding his erection.

  Jessi rested her head against Judd and sighed, finally releasing the anxiety and tension she’d felt. He gently stroked her hair and murmured softly. After a few minutes, he patted her head and helped her stand.

  On her way up, Jessi eyed the bulge in Judd’s towel. She blushed furiously when he caught her looking.

  “All in good time, little one,” he smirked. “First things first, we have a spanking to administer.”

  He sat again on the end of the bed and patted his lap. “You know the drill.”

  Jessi stepped between his legs and leaned over his left knee, resting her torso and head on the bed. Judd smoothed his palm up the backs of her thighs to her pink silk-covered bottom. “Pretty panties. We can’t mess those up,” he said, hooking his fingers into the elastic and sliding them down her legs.

  Judd gazed at her bare ass, perfectly shaped moons with lips just peeking out between, a light dusting of red hair visible against alabaster skin. He didn’t know why the red surprised him, but it did.

  Focus on the task at hand. Spank, then fuck. He breathed out deeply and began administering swats of medium intensity, evenly across both cheeks, from bo
ttom to top to back again.

  Jessi lay still and silent, save for the occasional sharp breath. When her ass glowed a nice pink, he paused, touching two fingers to her wet core. “Nice and wet, little one. You needed a spanking, didn’t you?”

  As he pressed into her center, Jessi whimpered softly. “That’s not all you need. I know, little one.” She squirmed restlessly as he finger-fucked her hole, bringing her to the edge.

  When he removed his fingers, she groaned. “Oh, please...”

  “One more round of spanks, then I’m making you mine.” Before returning to spanking her, he sucked her juices off his fingers, relishing her readiness for him. His cock was more than ready for her, he knew. Quickly, he paddled her again with rapid-fire motions, harder than the previous time, reddening her behind beyond the pink that it had been earlier. Jessi squeaked with each stroke, but remained still.

  When he finished, he stood Jessi back up, looking carefully into her face before pointing to the bed. “Crawl up and lie on your stomach, arms over your head.”

  Hesitating for a brief moment, Jessi nodded quickly and complied, coming to rest on her belly and stretching her arms over her head. She could hear Judd moving and he came into view between her and the glass doors overlooking the ocean. He’d dropped his towel, she noticed, and she was able to look at the impressive erection she’s seen hints of under the towel. It was easily the biggest she’d seen, thick and turgid with his desire, and her mouth watered in anticipation.

  It was as if he could read her thoughts. “I’d love to have your lips around my cock, little one. But if I don’t fuck you right now, I’m going to lose my mind. Hands, please.” Turning her head, she watched as he fastened a length of white rope around her wrists and secured them to something below the headboard.

  “So we’ll both just have to wait for the time I take your mouth. Because I’m taking your pussy right now. Head down, ass up, little one.” He knelt on the bed and reached beneath her waist to lift her to her knees.

  Behind her now, he used his knee to move hers further apart. “So pretty,” he murmured. “Your ass is nice and pink. Your pussy lips are just weeping for me.” He gripped her ass cheeks and parted them, leaning down to lick her slit. He ran his tongue up her crack to her back pucker then back down again.

  Jessi whimpered in anticipation as she heard the crinkle of a foil packet being torn open. Then she felt him at her entrance. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” he whispered. Pulling her open again with his thumbs, he pressed forward slowly, allowing her to acclimate to his girth. When he was all the way in, he paused. “Oh, Jessi, you’re so tight. This feels so good.”

  Jessi had gasped at his initial intrusion, but she reveled in the way he filled her. She could feel her climax already starting to build.

  “Here we go,” he murmured. Slowly, Judd backed out and then slammed back into place, gripping her hips tightly as he thrust as deeply as she could take him. Over and over he rammed into her core. “Don’t wait for me, little one. You have my permission to come when you want. I’m not going to last much longer,” he grunted.

  Jessi felt herself clench around his shaft, clinging to him as he pounded into her. She felt her moment rising. “Oh, shit,” she squeaked.

  “Come for me, Jessi. Give me your pleasure.”

  She felt the explosion begin in her core and radiate throughout her body, saw white fireworks sparkling behind her eyelids. “Oh, shit, Judd!” she cried

  Judd continued to pound, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing in the quiet bedroom. At once, he stilled, balls-deep in her center, grunting as ropes of cum shot into his condom. When he’d finished, he steadied himself, resting one hand on the bed. He leaned forward, planting a light kiss on her shoulder before sliding out of her.

  Jessi continued to lean forward on her shoulders, panting to catch her breath. She heard Judd in the bathroom, then saw him come around the side of the bed. Still naked, he untied her wrists and sank onto the bed, helping her sit up, gathering her to himself. He lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “How are we, little one? Are you okay?”

  Jessi nodded and burrowed more deeply into his arms. “Very okay.”

  She felt the chuckle in his chest. “That was very okay, wasn’t it? Give me a minute or so and we’ll be ready for Round Two.”

  Chapter 28

  At the same moment Judd sank himself into Jessi for the first time, nearly a thousand miles away, Gary Wayne Gentry stood on a sidewalk in Memphis, watching as flames leapt higher into the sky. The shuttered diner across the street had apparently been closed for years, which made it easier for him to do his thing. Now, the first emergency vehicles were arriving.

  Earlier in the day, he’d taken himself on a tour of Graceland. He’d never really been much of an Elvis fan. Not like his mother. But he’d figured, hell, when you’re in Memphis, it’s what you do.

  He’d tried to imagine himself living in the gaudy mansion. The King got noticed, that’s for sure. Women throwing themselves at him, screaming his name. He’d nodded to himself. That would not suck. Not by a long shot.

  Now, he slid his hand into the pocket of his hoodie, reassuring himself that the Glock 26 was still in place. It was a small gun. But that was necessary—couldn’t have witnesses seeing a guy pull a huge gun out of his pocket. The suppressor made it longer, too.

  Gary smirked. Civilians called it a ‘silencer,’ which was stupid. The thing didn’t render the gun silent. He looked around at the assembly of fire trucks and police vehicles. The gun might not be silent, but it was hella quieter, and with all the noise around, he’d be just fine. Now to find the right targets. He shrugged off other thoughts and got down to business.

  JESSI SAT AT THE KITCHEN island and sipped her coffee as Judd stood shirtless with his back to her, scrambling eggs in a pan on the stove. Her gaze slid from his sleep-mussed dark hair to the muscles that rippled in his shoulders and back as he moved. Drifting further south, she watched his tight ass, wrapped in khaki cargo shorts. She glanced down at the turquoise t-shirt she’d borrowed from Judd. Scenes from the previous night drifted through her mind like fluffy white clouds in a cerulean summer sky.

  After that first time, he’d allowed her to ride him, her breasts dangling in his face as she straddled his cock and fucked him hard. The third time, he’d taken her against the shower wall, arms pinned over her head as he’d jackhammered into her beneath the steaming spray.

  Eggs done, Judd slid them onto plates, setting one in front of Jessi as he stood across from her. “What are you thinking about?” he smiled softly.

  “Oh. You know.” She returned his smile.

  He nodded. “I do know. Me, too.”

  They ate quietly, occasionally exchanging knowing looks. Finally, Judd cleared his throat. “I need to make sure you’re okay with everything. Are you? Okay with last night?”

  “Of course. Last night was...” She blushed lightly. “Amazing. I really wanted that to happen.”

  An easy smile slid across his face. “Good. It was a long time in coming, Jessi.” He shrugged slightly. “I think we were both unsure of the timing, you know. The propriety of moving forward. I’ve gotta tell you.” He glanced out at the ocean, then back at Jessi. “I’ve wondered if this is what Graham had in mind the whole time.”

  Jessi looked down at her plate and chewed her lower lip. “He said that in my letter.”

  “What?”

  “He said...” she began, and blew out a frustrated breath. “He said that if I found myself attracted to you that he’d be happy. He said that you are a good man.”

  Judd leaned against the counter and stroked his fingers across his mouth thoughtfully. “Did he?”

  “He didn’t say that in yours?”

  Judd shook his head slowly. “No. Just, you know...” His soft brown eyes met her own. “Watch over you, Dom you if you’d have me, and the list of things around the house.”

  Jessi absorbed the information. Then she looked back
to Judd. “I think this is right. I think it’s meant to be.”

  Judd moved around the island and took Jessi by the hand, leading her to the living room. There, he sank onto the grey sectional and seated her straddling his lap, facing him. His face was serious. “We still have a lot to talk about. And I have be at work in a couple of hours, so it’ll have to wait. But Jessi...” He slid his hands under the oversized t-shirt, peeling it over her head so that she sat naked on his lap. “Jesus, you’re beautiful.”

  Feeling his erection below her, Jessi began to grind her cunt against him and he groaned with pleasure. Then he placed his hands on her hips, stopping her movement.

  His eyebrows knit together in confusion. “Why? Why did he call you ‘sparrow’?”

  Jessi smiled apologetically and looked down. “That. Well, it was because he said that I flitted around all the time, from one thing to another thing, just like a sparrow. All nervous energy.”

  Judd shook his head. “But sparrows are just plain brown birds. Nothing extraordinary about them at all. You’re, Jesus...” He traced her outline with his hands. “You’re like an angel, so beautiful. Your red hair that glows like fire when the sun hits it. Your perfect tits. Even,” he tugged gently at the soft red curls at the apex of her thighs, “these amazing red curls.”

  Jessi blushed furiously. “Oh, God, seriously? I had no idea that you’d...that we’d... Well... I’ll get it waxed as soon as I can get to a salon.”

  He shook his head again. “No, you won’t. I love it. I love everything about your body. Like I said, you’re an angel. That settles it.” He nodded definitively. “That’s what I’m going to call you. Angel.”

  She laughed sheepishly. “Yeah? Angel?”

  “Angel. Do you like it?”

  Pleased, she nodded. “I like it a lot.”

  “You’re my angel.” He glanced down at his lap. “Now go ahead and take me out and ride me one more time before I have to go to work.”