“You must be freezing,” he observed. '
Every step he took closer to me made my heart beat faster and faster. He thought I was cold.
Not quite.
We stood face to face or more like my face to his chest which was almost completely smooth except for a sprinkle of golden hair in the middle. Maybe it was the proximity of his body or the fact that his bare skin was exposed but I unconsciously reached out and ran both my hands across his chest. His shoulders were broad and all his muscles were in perfect symmetry from his daily workouts. John didn’t make any sudden moves just inhaled deeply as my hands touched him.
“Do you want me to help you out of those wet clothes?” He murmured low and huskily.
I just nodded still at a loss for words and uncertain of what was happening. He slid his hands down my sides to the hem of my top and slowly pulled it over my head letting his finger slide against my bare skin as he did. I looked up at him to gauge his expression but his eyes were fixed on my skin, my wet hair, my lips, everywhere but my eyes. I slid my hands up his chest, over his throat and cupped the sides of his face forcing him to look at me. Needing him to look at me. We locked eyes and his hands held on to my hips as if for support. He was restraining himself. This was so different. He didn’t want me any less than Julian did, but he just didn’t want to lose control.
I get that.
I used my thumbs to gently caress his face, cheeks and finally his lips. I’ve wanted to kiss those lips since our first meeting. Feeling courageous, I leaned up on my tip toes while gently guiding his face to meet mine. I could feel his hands stirring against me as he finally pulled me against him and pressed his lips into mine for a sensually delicious lip lock. I sighed against his lips in delight at finally feeling them against mine. He kissed me softly and gently almost lulling me into a trance.
My hands roamed up and down over the toned muscles of his back finally settling around his neck as I leaned into him. John sighed, and held me closer to him gently rocking me to the smooth sounds of the music. His kiss was tender and sweet and my emotions swirled inside me. I cherished his friendship but I couldn’t deny my attraction to him either. It was more than physical and now it was more than friendship. I knew he wanted to be more than friends since the beginning.
But how much more?
His hands traced around the waistband of my shorts until his fingers were at the front and undid the snaps and gently shoved one hand inside as the other arm encircled my waist pulling me up in the opposite direction of my shorts until they were past the fleshy meat of my thighs and slid off my legs onto the floor. I held onto his neck for support but we never broke our kiss. His body felt like a sexy tree that I needed to climb.
Our tongues did a slow dance as we both wrestled with our secret fear of totally giving in to the moment. He wasn’t going to force me to lose control; he wanted me to show him that this was exactly what I wanted. The longer we kissed the more I could feel the tension building in him bursting at the seams for release. It felt so good to feel his toned muscles flexing against my sensitive skin. My hunger for him grew slowly and steadily until there wasn’t any doubt in me that I wanted him right now. It was like his hesitation increased my desire for him. All my usual reserve was nonexistent when I was with John.
His thin basketball shorts were a failed barrier for his long pulsating erection. I strained against him trying to feel as much of him as possible. A small moan escaped his lips when my hands fell to the waistband of his shorts and I played with the sensitive skin of his hips threatening to go lower. I could feel his breathing increase and more random noises escaped his lips in-between his short rapid breaths.
“Jade!” He said my name in a groan as if I was torturing him and he was warning me to stop. In some ways, this was like torture as both of our bodies ached for each other, but enjoying him was so sweet.
“Yes? Hmm? Yes.” I murmured against his lips as I slid my hands deeper into his shorts and let my fingers wander through the soft thicket of hair. His grip on me tightened and I whimpered in excitement.
“Yes.” I said once more as I pulled his shorts lower freeing his erection and pressing it against my body.
“OK.” was all he said as he stepped out of his shorts and leaned me up against the back of the couch. He slowly fell to his knees while nuzzling my thighs, kissing my knees, and biting at the edges of my lace panties.
Oh shit!
I held onto his head twisting my fingers into his hair as he continued to kiss and lick my lower extremities. I watched in painful curiosity as he lowered down on all fours to kiss my feet. This was different.
I gripped the back of the couch for support while he slowly sucked my toes one by one. Toe sucking wasn’t really my thing but I was so surprised, and he was so good at it. Ronald Isley’s crooning helped to drown out my loud panting and soft curses as I rolled my head back looking away from the erotic sight of him completely naked and carefully licking each of my toes.
Jesus!
Once he was done with my feet he gently kissed each ankle and came back to a kneeling position face to face with my black lace panties.
“Do you want me to take these off Jade?”Once again his teeth pulled at the edges of lace.
“Yes.” My response came in a soft groan. But that wasn’t enough.
“Then tell me. Do you want me to use my teeth? Tell me how you want it done.”
Sweet Baby Jesus!
I looked down at him in wild arousal and was met by his dark and erotic gaze.
John was Kinky!
“I want you to pull my panties off Baby. I want you to use your teeth.”
My breathing intensified as I watched him. His eyes stayed glued to mine as he used his teeth and took a bigger bite of lace for more leverage and pulled my lace bikinis down side by side in four pulls until they were at my feet and I stepped out of them. He looked at me like a proud puppy with a Frisbee in his mouth. I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Good boy.” I murmured.
John returned to his kneeling position softly kissing across my thighs and barely grazing my lower lips waiting for his next command.
What is going on? Can I really do this?
I stood frozen at the gateway to fantasy.
Of course you can stupid. Tell him what you want next!
So I embraced his game. I commanded him to spread my legs and eat me until I came. He moaned at the acceptance of his task and placed one hand against my butt to push my hips forward, closer to his face, and began to slowly lick and suck my clit lapping my juices and flicking his tongue into me.
I shook with pleasure. With one hand placed on the couch for support I grabbed his head with the other hand and began to rock my hips to the rhythm of his tongue. My mind tried to grasp what was happening to me as my body throttled with increasing excitement. I was undone.
“Ah! Yes, keep licking, just like that, don’t stop!”
My words were more like a plea than a command, and my voice a high pitched whisper as my legs began to shake violently as I erupted. He replaced his tongue with two fingers and began to suck my clit to bring it home, holding me against him to prevent me from falling. He pinned me against the couch so that he could stand up placing a hand at the small of my back, watching as I fought to regain control of my breathing.
He kissed me just as slowly as he had just coaxed the ecstasy from me. I blossomed like a flower under his kisses. I felt like a part of me was waking up for the first time and I cleaved to him. Every inch of my face was traced as he kissed me tenderly.
I knew he was waiting for my lead so I directed his attention to my nipples that needed to be freed from my bra. Obliging hands unhooked my bra easing it off my shoulders and then with a breast in each hand he made love to them just as he had done to my clit moments earlier.
Because the regular order of arousal was reversed for me the sensation of his tongue and mouth teasing my nipples swung me back into the center of my orgasm. I felt li
ke I was in a whirlpool of desire being pulled to the center. I whined and whimpered and moaned. I couldn’t take it.
“Oh John! Oh please, please. I need you to…I want you inside me.”
I was breathless.
He hefted me up against him, holding me with his arm encircling me just underneath my hips so that I was slightly higher up than face to face and continued to lick and suck me as he took me to his bedroom.
This was crazy. He kept me in the throes of impending release and he never broke contact with my skin as he stood me next to the bed and reached for a condom and put it on with my nipple still nestled between his lips. He was waiting for me so I ordered him to sit and slid slowly down his shaft as I settled into his lap. I was worked up in frenzy at this point and grinding wildly against him. After all that slow build up I needed hard and fast. He gripped my hips, thrusting into me as I moved against him.
“Jade! Wait.”
He snapped my attention back to him as he was losing control of his own senses.
“Yes, baby!” A hoarse choked out reply. I slowed my pace and he kissed me softly bringing us both back into focus. I looked into his eyes and connected to the emotion I saw there.
“Slow?” I whispered. He nodded his head as he wrapped his arms around me. I rocked my hips gently, shaking with each return thrust. John's eyes glazed over as he watched me ride him. One hand slowly slid from my lower back upwards and tangled into my hair. I arched back into his embrace and cried out as he gently sucked my breasts.
“Oh God John! This feels...so...good...” My words came between soft whimpers.
“I know baby...I know.”
“Damn...I’ve wanted you so bad. Love you inside me.” My body surged with pleasure.
“Oh Jade...Baby...Shit!” He groaned. I knew he was struggling to hold back to come with me. I was enjoying him so much, but I wanted to feel him come more than I wanted to come.
“I want you to cum for me baby.”
“Not...yet...want you...to. Need to...feel you cum...” He whispered.
“Oh...yes...make me...please!” I begged. His words unraveled me.
He gripped my waist rolling me onto the bed and began gently easing into me, slowly increasing his speed. Feelings that were foreign to me rose from deep down inside me. I pulled his face to me in a desperate attempt to transfer my emotions to his lips, my kisses frantic. John slowly caressed his hands up my hips around my torso and under my back pulling me into a tight embrace.
“John! I...” My mind couldn’t find the words to express how I felt. My chest heaved as I tried to breathe through my incoherence, only soft mews escaping instead of words. I felt tears stinging the corners of my eyes and I looked to him to for some sign of understanding.
“Shhh. Baby it’s OK. Just let go.” He cajoled.
He kissed me slowly and softly deepening the warmth that flowed between us. Transfixed by the intensity of our bond my body arched into his as he plunged deeper into me. I felt my release flow through me like a tsunami and cried out in response. I watched John's expression falter from agony to joy as he crashed with me. We held our gaze as we both trembled in ecstasy.
Allrightythen!
The next three hours were spent with John fulfilling me by command. Now it wasn’t that I had that many wishes, but he was a pleaser and that consisted of going for record breaking lengths before he would cum. If I forgot to give him permission he wouldn’t stop, and I came ceaselessly. I was more than intrigued by this side of him. My White Knight was also my love slave.
15 DOMINATION
I walked into work the next morning like a zombie. I had to leave John’s at 6:00am to run home so I could get dressed for work. Donna studied me curiously as she handed me my frozen coffee. I stopped her before she could even start.
“We will talk about this over lunch cause I am way too tired to even get into it now. Besides, I’m afraid of what the walls of my office would think about me if I did.”
She raised her eyebrows in speculation. “OK, Miss Spencer. Should I hold your calls as well?” She asked.
I leaned back into my leather chair. “I think that’s probably a good idea.”
When Donna came to get me for lunch I was deep in the throes of a seriously hedonistic daydream where I was having a threesome with Julian and John. She snapped me out of it just as I was trying to decide who was going to fuck me first.
I’m going Crazy!
I grabbed my purse and shades and we headed down to lunch. Since we had both had long weekends we opted for sandwiches and a park bench. I still didn’t understand why, but I almost felt more comfortable confiding in her than anyone else at the moment. She didn’t have a judgmental bone in her body and she tried to put herself in my shoes before she threw out some random line of advice.
“Jade, I’m stumped. I mean when you told me about Julian, I was like wow, but then when I see you and John and the way things are developing with you two I totally want it to work out with you guys. Do you love him? I mean, it sounds like you do. I would be lying if I said I thought he could erase Julian’s mark because he has left a serious one girl, but what you have with John goes deeper,” she analyzed.
I picked at my sandwich contemplating her last words.
“Donna, when I was with Evan I just woke up one day knowing he wasn’t the one even though I had thought he was for years. What I feel for John is so different from my feelings for Julian, and I’ve never felt any of this before. Last night was so unexpected on so many levels. I felt like my feelings were exploding out of me. I’ve orgasmed before, many times, but I never cried. I haven’t cried so much since I was a baby. I think I was in shock the whole time. I think I am still in shock.” I didn’t want to mention that I hadn’t cried this much since my mother left me.
She laughed and shook her head. “Yeah, I think that would have shocked me too, but it sounds like hella fun! What are you gonna do now?”
“Technically I don’t have a problem, as Jackie would say, because I’m not nor have I committed to anyone, but I know that’s what Julian wants and pretty sure that’s what John wants.”
Donna seemed to have more of an appetite than I did and I waited for her to finish the last bite of her sandwich so she could respond.
“Well, she is basically right. Until Julian reverts back from a pumpkin or an onion, whatever the hell is going on with him, and then what he wants matters not. As for John, let him tell you what he wants and don’t worry about it otherwise. The real question is what do you prefer? To dominate or be dominated? Each guy is asking something different of you so it’s about what you really desire.”
Now I could see why she married so young. She reminded me of John except she didn’t want me to order her to bring my coffee on her hands and knees. Even though it was different, part of me enjoyed being in control. Even if it was an act.
Back at my desk I ordered myself to focus only on work for the remainder of the day. I had a few messages from a couple of bands that where referred to me by The Anglers. I was beginning to feel like a party planner more than anything else. I sent John an email informing him of the news and of Mr. Delgado’s request that I go to Peru to set up an event there. I didn’t know how last night would affect our business relationship. He didn’t strike me as the type to let emotions interfere with his money, but I never imagined him naked and licking my toes either.
Damn it!
I had to keep my thoughts straight. I picked up my phone to text him since I hadn’t spoken to him today, and while I was trying to script a light and cutesy text my phone buzzed in my hand. It was a text from John.
JB: Dinner tonight?
Me: I eat dinner every night
JB: Good. Then eat it with me tonight
Me: What’s the plan?
JB: My place
Me: K. I’ll be there at 7
JB: Purrfect! Lol
Me: Ha Ha
I smiled and got busy working up a new template for my pending clients.
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I had a love hate relationship with the subway. I loved that it got me home in twenty minutes guaranteed, but I hated feeling like I was going to contract scurvy or a flesh eating virus while I was on it. After my mandatory post subway shower I threw on a maxi dress; grabbed a change of work clothes for good measure, and set out to my dinner date this time via taxi.
I could smell the aroma of our dinner in the hallway of his building before I got to his door. Hmm Italian.
John was standing in the arch of his doorway still dressed for work minus his jacket when I arrived. His black and white pin striped shirt was slightly rolled up at the sleeves and tucked in to his well tailored black pants. He was a handsome man. His hair was freshly cut and now he looked even more like David Beckham. He smiled when he spied my just-in case garment bag, and kissed me on the cheek before he moved out of the way to let me in, patting my behind as I walked by. I was right. He had candles set and lit at the dining table with freshly cut garlic bread and a bottle of red wine opened next to two wine glasses. Billy Joel was streaming thru his speakers.
This is so sweet!
I followed him into the kitchen to wash my hands and watch him plate our meal.
“It’s nothing fancy but I know you love pasta and sauce so Spaghetti Bolognese it is.” I dried my hands and walked up and hugged him from behind.
“Yes, it’s one of my favorites. Good choice.”
He leaned back to grant me access to his cheek for a thank you kiss. Putting both plates on the counter he turned to face me holding my face by my cheeks.
“I love you.” His words were soft but hit me like a dead weight. Before I could respond he placed a soft gentle kiss on my lips then placed one finger to them, silencing me.
“Now let’s eat.” He commanded.
John was like me in that we both wasted no time when it came down to eating so there was little conversation during dinner. It was delicious.
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