Zeke's Rule

by Jenika Snow

  “Some would say they’re the same thing.”

  Daniella sighed, pulling out a peanut butter pie from the fridge. “It’s not the same thing.”

  “You think I’m good enough for her.”

  “You’re more than good enough for her. You’re even good enough for your grandbaby.” Daniella took his hand and placed it over her stomach. “I know this is really hard for you to deal with, and I get it. You’re going to make an awesome grandfather.”

  Her stomach was only slightly rounded, but the protective feeling that overcame him had him pulling Daniella into his arms. “No matter what time it is or what day, you will call me, right?”

  “When I give birth?”

  “For anything. If you need anything, and you can’t get a hold of Shakes, you will call me. I don’t want to be left out of our family.”

  “I won’t leave you out, Dad. I’m determined now more than ever that I’m going to make this work. This is our family, and I love you.”

  He kissed Daniella’s head, and together they made their way into the sitting room. Alessandria looked happy to see him, and Shakes turned toward Daniella. Sitting beside his woman, he watched as Shakes embraced Daniella. The love between the couple was so clear for anyone to see.

  Zeke wanted that, and he knew there was a chance he’d get to have that with Alessandria.

  “WHAT DID YOU think?” Shakes asked.

  “He was so happy. He loves her, and she loves him.” Daniella smiled, leaning against her husband as they sat in the oversized bathtub and he washed her naked body. She lived for these intimate moments where they were together, alone.

  “It was kind of scary.”

  “What?”

  “Seeing your father all happy and playing the family man.”

  “We’re not part of his world anymore. I was thinking about it, and it must get lonely for him at times,” Daniella sighed.

  “First, you do know you’ve got at least two guards on your at all times, right?”

  “Yes. I know that. What’s second?”

  “Second, he’s surrounded by people; there’s no way for him to be lonely.”

  “He is surrounded by men and women who work for him. Alessandria isn’t a woman he’s paid to be around him. She’s there because she wants to be, and I like her. She’d be really good for him.” Daniella smiled up at her husband. “They’re going to have a wedding, I can feel it.”

  “How does it feel to have your stepmom being close in age?”

  She slapped him on the arm. “Stop it. Alessandria is going to be a great friend.”

  “If she’s friends with you then I know she’s going to be a lucky woman.”

  Shakes stopped whatever she was going to say by taking her lips in a searing kiss.

  Chapter Fifteen

  ALESSANDRIA STOOD BY the window in her room, a silk robe Zeke had given her when she’d first come here wrapped tightly around her nude body. The moon was full, the sky clear. The lighting around the grounds gave little glimpses of the night blooming flowers sporadically placed around the gardens. It was a beautiful piece of property, but this wasn’t her, wasn’t her life. Zeke cared for her, she knew that, but would he continue to want her once he’d had her?

  And he’ll have me because I can’t think of anything else, because I want him like I want to breathe.

  She didn’t know how long she stood there, but when she turned, she was surprised to see Zeke standing in the doorway. He wore nothing but a pair of slacks, the button undone, and his muscles on stark display. That dark hair that started below his navel and disappeared beneath his pants instantly had her blood pressure rising.

  “What are you thinking about?” he asked in that deep, sensual, and commanding voice of his.

  Alessandria licked her lips, not about to lie. “You. I was thinking about you and how much I want you.” She was feeling bold, feeling like things had gone slowly, that he’d let her heal, and how she wanted to be with him in every way. She couldn’t think about anything else now. Even her freedom took a backseat to her arousal.

  Although she was nervous, she moved toward the center of the room before stopping. Keeping her focus on Zeke, she waited for a moment to see if he’d respond or move.

  “I seem to think about you constantly.” He pushed away from the doorframe, his hands in his pants pockets, his big body moving toward her like he was a predator. “I find myself obsessed with you, Alessandria.” He was a foot from her now, his gaze searching her face. “I find myself in love with you.”

  Her breathing stalled, her heart stopped, and she knew that she wouldn’t let anything, especially Zeke, stop this. “I find myself loving you, too.”

  He made this low sound in his throat, but didn’t advance on her, didn’t touch her.

  For a second, they did nothing but stare at each other, and then, needing the desire inside of her to consume her, needing Zeke to control her, she pushed the robe off her shoulders, and felt it pool at her feet. The air chilled her flesh, but her arousal made her skin pucker in goose bumps.

  “I’m healed, Zeke. You gave me space, gave me time. I want you; my body is ready, my mind is ready, and I don’t want you to stop this.” She knew her voice was soft, but Zeke heard her, and she could see that her words, as well as her displayed body, had him aroused. His cock was hard, pressed against his slacks.

  “You want this, Alessandria?”

  She nodded.

  “You want me to take you, touch you, make you come?”

  She licked her lips and nodded again.

  “Do you really understand what that means?”

  “I know what it means, Zeke.”

  He was moving closer, erasing the distance between them.

  “I want you to control me, dominate me. I trust you not to hurt me.”

  Zeke touched her cheek, cupped the side of her face, and breathed out slowly. “I’d never hurt you. I’d kill anyone that thought about hurting you, Alessandria.”

  “I know you would. You have.”

  He gave a short nod. “Nothing and no one will ever hurt you, will ever think about making you feel fear.”

  She pressed her body to his, loved that his hardness molded to her softness. She was wet, her nipples hard. “Be with me, Zeke. Give me the pain that can make me feel so very good.”

  Alessandria gasped as he placed his fingers over her mound, touching her softly with heat.

  “I know you want your freedom, that you want to leave and have a life outside of these walls. I want to give you everything you desire.” He bent down and kissed her. “But I don’t know if I can walk away from you.”

  “Let’s just focus on right here and now, Zeke,” she whispered. Her cheeks heated as he moved his fingers through her soaked pussy folds.

  “This is mine.”

  She nodded and closed her eyes.

  “I don’t want to make you my property, Alessandria…I just want you to love me.”

  “I do love you.” She opened her eyes, rose up, and kissed him. Spearing her hands in his short hair, she tugged at the strands, opened her mouth, tilted her head, and loved that he deepened the kiss.

  “Spread your thighs.”

  She did as he asked without argument, getting more aroused as he teased her pussy. God, she had never felt this kind of pleasure, this kind of lust.

  “I don’t want to go too far, to push you too hard.”

  “You won’t,” she moaned. “Just make me feel good, make me forget about all the ugliness in the world.”

  “You’re so very wet for me, Alessandria.”

  Alessandria didn’t answer. She closed her eyes again, basking in the pleasure coursing through her.

  He pinched her clit, drawing her back to his world. “Do you want every part of me touching you?”

  “Yes.”

  Zeke eased up the pressure on her clit, stroking down to her entrance, and circling her before going back to her clit. “I want to be gentle with you, make love to you.”<
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  She opened her eyes, a little stunned. “I just want you, Zeke.” Staring into his eyes, she couldn’t look away.

  “You own me, Alessandria.”

  His words had her gasping. Biting her lip, she tried to hold onto her groan, but it was useless. She’d never come across anyone like Zeke.

  There was something deeply erotic about being nude in front of Zeke, while he still had on his pants.

  He removed his hand from between her thighs and held the fingers that had been playing with her pussy to her lips. “Lick them clean, Alessandria. Taste yourself. Taste your arousal for me”

  She felt her heart beat wildly. He made her feel alive, like she couldn’t even breathe unless he had his hands on her, and that was saying so much given the life she’d led. With a shaking hand, she grabbed hold of his wrist and brought his fingers to her mouth, keeping her gaze with his. She licked at his fingers, at the cream that covered them.

  “Do you taste good?”

  “Sweet, but musky.”

  He leaned his head forward, his mouth an inch from hers. “I’m going to be tasting all of you, seeing for myself exactly how good you taste.” He took her chin in a gentle grasp. “Lay on the bed for me, baby. Spread your legs open and hold your pussy lips apart for me. I want to see that luscious cunt glistening.”

  Walking toward the bed, she crawled on the mattress, and then lay on her back, opening her thighs wide. Her hands shook as she watched him and moved them down her body. Reaching between her thighs, she held the lips of her pussy open.

  She couldn’t look away as he moved closer to her and knelt on the floor between her splayed thighs. With his gaze on hers, he grabbed her around the waist, and slid her down the bed so her ass hung off the edge.

  “This pussy belongs to me. But you want to give it to me, don’t you? You want me to own it, to fuck it, to make you come.”

  “Yes. God, yes.”

  He squeezed the flesh on her thighs, the small bite of pain making her cry out.

  This was consensual, between two adults who wanted the same thing.

  “You’re mine, now; I own you as much as you own me, baby.”

  She didn’t want to struggle with this, didn’t want to ignore this chemistry between them. All of her life she’d been fighting these desires, ashamed of what she actually wanted. Then, after admitting it to someone, it was used against her heinously. Finally, she wanted to be free.

  He leaned down, licked her from her pussy hole up to her clit then back down again, and she cried out. He sucked her clit into his mouth, suctioned his lips around the nub, making her scream.

  Zeke teased her, showing her without mercy the pleasure that a man who respected and treasured her could give her.

  And when she was right at the peak of orgasm, his mouth sucking on her clit, before moving down to her pussy, his tongue spearing in and out, Zeke stopped instantly.

  “You taste so fucking good,” he groaned against her flesh. He turned her onto her belly before she could even understand what was happening. When he brought his palm down on one of her ass cheeks, the sting of pain caused a wave of ecstasy to travel through her, and she didn’t stop herself from moaning loud enough that anyone close by could hear their erotic encounter.

  He started spanking both of her ass cheeks, and then cupped her pussy, his palm hot, searing. He just held her there for a second before slipping a thick digit into her pussy, leaving her toes curled, her back bowed, and her mouth open.

  “This will only ever be about you and me, baby.” He kissed the small of her back. “It is you and me from this point on.”

  ZEKE WAS HARDER than he’d ever been in his life. This woman inflamed him, turned him on, and made him want so much more than he’d ever thought about. He helped her onto her knees, and when she looked over her shoulder at him, he couldn’t stop the groan that came from him. She looked so submissive, so willing, and so ready for him.

  “I would never hurt you, will never hurt you.”

  She licked her lips, her eyes full of honesty. “I know.”

  “The pain you need and want is what I need to give you; it will only bring you pleasure.”

  Her breathing came in short bursts, and her body was flushed, a redness stealing over her. He smelled her desire, her need for him, as if it were a perfume saturating the air.

  “Anything I do to you will bring you just as much pleasure as brings me. I am not like those men that hurt you…not with you.”

  “Why me?” she whispered.

  He was silent for a moment, his focus on her. “There is something about you, something that I can’t ignore. I can’t walk away. I tried to fight it, and I’m done with that. I just need to have you as mine.” He reached out and held her cheek in his hand. She was so small compared to him, so gentle and vulnerable.

  “It isn’t just about sex, baby. I can see, deep down inside, you want to be controlled just as much as I want to control you. But your past hurt a part of you, made you think less of yourself. I’m offering you anything your heart desires, as long as you’ll be mine to cherish.” He smoothed his hand over her cheek again. “I only ever want you willing.”

  “I only want you, Zeke, and I am willing.”

  “I don’t want a woman that will bend to my will because she thinks that is what I want or because she fears me. I’ve had that plenty of times in my life.”

  He saw the arch of her throat work as she swallowed.

  “I need a woman—you—that desires to please me, to pleasure me because it will give her pleasure. It’s a relationship that’s fragile, built on trust, and never has fear.”

  “I’ve never known a relationship like that.”

  His cold, dead heart fucking broke for this woman. “Baby, I know you’ll be the perfect submissive to me. And I’ll be the best Dominant I can be to you.” He leaned forward, kissing her on the mouth.

  “I want to give you that which you desire, want to be the man that you crave. If only you’ll let me in and give me the ultimate gift of your trust.”

  “I’ve already let you in, Zeke.”

  “Oh, sweet Alessandria. Giving yourself to me means you’re mine, in every way.”

  He knew he demanded things, but he was also giving her the choice.

  “Tell me you want all of that, baby.”

  A moment of silence passed between them. “You have my trust. You have my love. I want that and you, Zeke.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  “LIE DOWN ON your stomach,” Zeke said, stepping away from Alessandria. He was going to take her word as to what she wanted and explore her pain levels. The taste of her pussy was still fresh on his lips, and he’d gladly spend all day long licking and sucking at her pussy. He could show her how damn good it would be between the two of them. Zeke was already addicted to her.

  Alessandria moved onto her stomach. She didn’t bear any sign of the spanks he’d delivered moments before. In truth, he’d not really hurt her, and it showed by the fact her ass was still a lovely pale color.

  He wanted to mark her ass, to see his handprint. No one would ever touch what belonged to him, and he hoped to mark her in every single way, so there was no doubt.

  Zeke left the bed and removed his clothes. The whole time he stared at the beautiful sight Alessandria made on the bed. Her hair cascaded down her back, and he couldn’t wait to hold her hair as he fucked her so hard and deep.

  Once he was naked, he ignored the thickening length of his cock, focusing only on the woman before him.

  “Get back onto your knees.”

  She went to her knees without argument.

  “Reach behind and spread the cheeks of your ass. I want to see your ass and cunt.” He crossed his arms and watched her do exactly as he ordered.

  She spread her ass cheeks wide, and he saw her pussy open. Her medical tests had all come back negative weeks ago, and Alessandria had wept in his arms, thankful. She was clean, and so was he. He couldn’t wait to get inside her, to shove every i
nch of his dick into her wet pussy, and she was wet. Her pussy was slick with her cream.

  “Release your ass, and roll over.”

  Alessandria stared up at him as she rolled over. Her eyes were dilated, and her nipples rock hard. She was aroused, and her chest rose and fell with each indrawn breath.

  “What are you thinking?” he asked.

  “When are you going to touch me? When are you going to make it hurt?”

  “I’m making it hurt for you now. You’re waiting for me to take what belongs to me, and I will, all in good time.” He climbed onto the bed and opened her thighs wide. Staring at her pussy, he ran the tips of his fingers up and down her thighs. She was so damn beautiful, and he was one lucky man to have her in his life. He was thankful that he’d saved her that day and taken care of Gerald.

  If she walked out of his life, he knew he would have been part of making her life special.

  “There’s all different kinds of pain. There’s the pain of my hand on your body.” He gave her a light slap on her thigh, repeating the action on the other thigh. She released a moan. “There’s the pain that can come from a belt, from special toys, being restrained. Or I can make you wait for an orgasm, which gives you a different kind of pain. You have to wait until I’m ready to let you come. You don’t get a choice in what happens to your body. I control how good you feel and how often.” He started to draw circles on the insides of her thighs.

  “I want whatever pain you want to give me.”

  “I like your answer.” He reached up and opened the lips of her sex. Tugging slightly on the fine hairs, he quickly released them and slid two fingers inside her pussy, pinching her clit with the fingers on his other hand. She gasped, arching up against him. He stopped touching her pussy and slapped her mound, making her cry out. “You belong to me, Alessandria. That means you do as I say, when I say it. Your trust, faith, and loyalty belong to me, and I won’t allow you to push me away. When you need pain, and crave affection, you will come to me.”

  “Yes, Zeke.”

  “You will speak your own mind. I want to hear your thoughts, and I don’t want you to keep them to yourself.”