“I’ll get your name on my skin.”
“You won’t be taking another woman?”
“Baby, the only thing I did wrong was walking away from you when you were eighteen. I should be shot for the way I feel about you because you’re so f**king young. I love you so damn much.” He took her lips again, pressing inside to feel her tongue stroking his.
Her legs shook, and James held her close keeping her upright with his touch.
His hand moved down to cup her ass driving his c**k against her stomach.
“You’re really happy to see me,” she said.
“You’ve got no idea.”
James broke the kiss then took her hand to lead her down the stairs. “I never knew you felt that way about me,” she said.
“When Veronica broke up with me I was upset by the fact I wouldn’t get to see you.”
Prudence had and would always be the light in his life. The past few months had been a nightmare to get through. Prudence was in his life, and he was never letting her go. The ring to make her his was in his jacket pocket. The silver collar he’d bought her for Christmas was with the case. He intended to have her wearing both within a matter of weeks. There was no doubt in his mind. Prudence Star was his woman, and he wouldn’t allow her to have another man. The very thought of another man touching her angered him to the point of rage.
He walked down to his playroom and turned on the light.
“When we’re in the playroom here or at home there is a position I’m going to want you to take before me. Tell me, Prudence, are you prepared to be my submissive and trust me with your pleasure and care?” he asked.
“Yes, Master.”
The word was a caress through his mind.
Master!
He f**king loved the word coming from her lips.
“What about my house?”
“You can keep the house, but you’re not living there, and I won’t argue with that. You’re mine, Prudence. Say it,” he said.
“I’m yours, Master.”
Fucking hell yeah.
Get a grip, James. Stop behaving like a teenager with his first woman.
The sight of her head bowed in submission and the blindfold across her eyes made her the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. He couldn’t wait to get her in the playroom and touch her. Training her to be his sub and owning her completely with a wedding ring and collar meant everything to him. Prudence didn’t have a clue how much power she possessed. She held the power to undo him or to make him the happiest man alive.
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Her heart raced as she sensed him standing close in front of her. James was much taller than she, and he filled every part of her in ways she couldn’t begin to describe. When she was with him, there was this force driving them closer. When Prue first met James there had been an indescribable attraction. She’d been a virgin when she met him, but even without any experience she’d known he was different.
The jealousy she’d felt towards her sister at the time had startled her. She couldn’t believe the man she wanted so desperately was now instructing her in how to please him. What she’d never told anyone in her life was she’d imagined him when she slept with other men. The pleasure was nice from their hands, but nothing compared to what James did to her.
“I want you to go on your knees.”
Prue went to her knees on the floor. The blindfold stopped her from seeing. She didn’t like the cover over her eyes as she loved to watch his reactions. There was something magical in the way he growled or the heat that filled his eyes as he looked at her. The desire in his gaze made her forget about everything else.
Licking her lips, she placed her hands in her lap sitting back on her legs. “Anything else, Master?” she asked.
He gasped. The sound so slight she barely heard it.
She bit her lip to stop herself smiling.
James caressed her cheek. “You’re purposefully testing me,” he said.
His words didn’t sound like a question, and Prue remained silent.
“Open your knees wide and rest your hands on your calves.”
Prue opened her thighs feeling her pu**y lips slide open. She’d let her pu**y hair to grow back and kept it neatly trimmed.
“Beautiful.”
Placing her hands behind her on her calves, she pushed her chest up in the air.
“Bow your head,” he said.
She bowed her head.
He gripped her knees opening them a little wider but didn’t change anything else about her.
“When we come into a playroom at home or in the club this is how I want you to present yourself to me,” he said. “If we want to play in the bedroom then we’ll talk beforehand, and unless otherwise stated, this is how I want you.”
“Okay, Master.” Her pu**y was soaked with her cream. Being exposed before him was a turn-on. He knelt in front of her. She sensed him close.
Prue cried out as he swiped a finger through her slit. Closing her thighs, she couldn’t stop herself.
He slapped her thigh. “Open for me, pet.”
Gritting her teeth she opened her thighs for his touch.
“You’ll always stay open for me and on display.”
He removed the blindfold. The lights were turned down low, and she didn’t have to fight the sudden brightness.
James came back licking his fingers. She watched as he moved a mirror directly in front of her. “Look at yourself, baby.”
Prue stared at her reflections, shocked at how affected she was by the sight of herself. She could admit she looked different. She’d never been the type of woman to gloat over her looks or think too highly of herself, and she’d never put the word beautiful to her name.
He cupped her chin turning her face toward him. “This is what I want. Your submission is perfection.”
Her mouth felt dry from his intense stare.
“Will you give yourself to me?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. The answer came out sounding a little breathless. She cleared her throat then responded to him again.
James smiled. “Good. I want you to practice this pose for the next five minutes.”
“What will you be doing, Sir?” she asked.
“I’ll be watching.” He grabbed a leather chair then sat before her. “I’m waiting, pet.”
Should she hate the name pet?
Prue rather liked the name.
She stood up and then knelt on the floor. Moving into the position he requested, she waited for his approval.
“Your legs need to be open more. I want to see your clit, and that position opens your lips perfectly.”