Bound for Christmas (4 page)

The touch of his hands on her body made her
feel beautiful. It was like he couldn’t get enough of touching her. She didn’t
want him to leave her. The feelings she felt for him shocked her. Their
connection had been simple, glances taken over the counter while others looked
on. He’d struck inside her heart with no way of getting out. She’d read many
books of love at first sight or other instances of instant attraction. Until
she met
Leon
,
she’d always thought they were fairy tales designed to make people like her
feel better about life. With his arms wrapped around her, she knew part of the
feelings were true. She was naked in a shower with a man she’d barely spoken
to, and yet she felt he knew her better than her best friend.

“Your skin is so soft,” he said.

She closed her eyes as his voice affected her
body. Bernice knew she could listen to him talk all day long. There was
something about the depth of his tone and the confidence that made her melt
inside and out. Did other women feel this?

“Touch me, Bernie.”

Her hands closed the short distance between
them. She touched his stomach. The hard planes of his body were unmovable
against her touch. He was different from her in every way. Her stomach was soft
while his was solid. The muscles bunched under her hand as if he had tensed
against her touch.

She licked her lips gazing at the length of his
cock. The desire to wrap her fingers around the length was intense. He’d not
given her permission, and she didn’t want to disappoint him so soon after her
spanking.

His hands moved to the front to cup her
breasts. She looked up to see him staring down at her. Bernice couldn’t break
eye contact. He took over taking hold of her hands and wrapping them around his
neck.

Her body pressed to his. The length of his dick
pushed next to her tummy. The heat and solid length threatened to burn her.

“I need to know,” he said.

She frowned up at him, and then he claimed her
lips with his own. He’d kissed her head or cheek but never her lips. She closed
her eyes as his lips were persistent on hers. A moan escaped her, opening her
lips enough for him to plunge his tongue inside.

And he did.
Leon
didn’t ask for permission. He
took what he wanted, taking her on the ride with him.

His grip tightened around her waist. Her
fingers sank into the length of his hair. He moved her back pushing her against
the wall of the shower. The water no longer mattered or the washing. She didn’t
want him to stop. For the longest time she’d wondered what it would feel like
to have him kiss her. She was addicted to his kiss within seconds of his
touching her. His hand moved down the left side of her body to her thigh. He
lifted her thigh up and over his waist. The length of his cock was hard and hot
against her where it lay at the apex of her thighs.

Leon
moved his hand back
to her butt thrusting his hips against her pussy. She cried out even as he
plunged his tongue back inside her mouth. Bernice wanted him plunging his cock
inside her pussy. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass while his other
hand grabbed the length of her hair wrapping it around his fist. She gasped
when he pulled on her hair moving away from her lips. He tilted her head back
exposing her neck. Her eyes closed as her pulse raced. He knew how to use her body
to his advantage. She did nothing but give herself over to him. The grip on her
ass and hair tightened unbearably.

Bernice didn’t complain. Her arousal
intensified more than she ever thought possible.

Suddenly, he pulled away. He didn’t let her go;
he merely stopped kissing her. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her.

“You taste as good as I imagined.” They stayed
like that for several minutes, the shower the only noise in the small tub. Her
heart raced. She wanted to beg him to take her. Sandra had warned her to never
beg. When her Master was ready to take her, he would.

She released one hand from his neck and cupped
his cheek. After all this time she finally had him in her arms, and she never
wanted to let him go.

Slowly, he eased her down before reaching for
the soap. One of his hands touched her at all times. She kept her gaze on him,
unable to look anywhere other than at
Leon
.

He washed her body. His control scared her. Did
he even feel as connected to her as she did to him? She didn’t know how he was
able to concentrate while all of her attention was on him.

Leon
gave her the soap.
She took her time soaping his body. When it came to washing his cock, she
soaped her hands then handed him back the bar before putting her hands on his
shaft. His hand went out past her shoulders. Bernice touched the tip of his
shaft and eased the foreskin back to see the mushroomed-sized head of him. The
tip looked so tempting. She wondered how he’d look with his cum leaking out of
the slit.

Her fingers went round the base then back up. A
hiss sounded at her ear. Bernice paid little attention to his reaction. Her
fascination with his length kept her attention.

****

Did she have no clue to what her touch was
doing to him?

Fuck!

Her small hands were driving him insane.
Leon
used the wall behind her to try to keep himself upright. The look of
concentration and rapture on her face stopped him from pushing her hands away.

This would be the third time in a matter of
hours that his control was slipping. He’d almost taken her up against the
shower wall without any protection. Condoms were in the contract they’d drawn
up. She wasn’t on any birth control pills and had requested that for
intercourse,
Leon
would wear them.

The contract was a pain in the ass, but for
them at least it had gotten the ball rolling.

When he was satisfied she’d gotten everything
she needed, he placed his hand on top of hers.
Leon
took several deep breaths to
pull
himself
together. When he looked at her, the blue
of her eyes stared back at him. Her eyes looked wide as she stared at him. The
blonde of her hair looked darker once it was wet, and it fell down her back and
shoulder.

“Did I do something wrong?” she asked.

He shook his head.
Leon
cupped her cheek. His hands
were shaking from what she’d been doing to his body. He knew it wasn’t just
down to her touching him. There was so much more going on between them.

“You have no idea how perfect you are,” he
said.
Leon
leaned down and kissed her lips.

Instead of continuing talking he grabbed the
shampoo to wash her hair. Neither spoke for the remainder of the shower.

Once he was done,
Leon
turned the water off. His
erection hadn’t dissipated at all. His need was greater than ever before. She
followed him out.
Leon
took his towel spending extra time on her hair and body. By the time he was
finished they were both dry. He could linger on her body for the rest of his
life. She was the stuff of pure beauty. He’d felt this way ever since he’d met
her the first time he went to the library.

Without waiting for her permission, he picked
her up in his arms and carried her out to his bed. For the first night he
wanted her in his arms. As their relationship developed they could experiment,
but for tonight, he wanted a vanilla moment with her.

He laid her gently in the centre of the bed.
The sheets had already been turned down for them. He’d done everything a few
days ago. The preparation for her had been important to him.

Leon
turned off the
lights then settled behind her. They were both naked.

“Do you need me to help you?” she asked.

“With what, Bernie?”

She
wriggled her ass against his cock. He chuckled as his hands held her hips
steady. “I’m not without control. I’m fine, baby.” He kissed her neck.

“Most men
need to be taken care of,” she said.

He wished
he could see her eyes. “When I want you to take care of me, I’ll tell you,
Bernie. Get some sleep. We’ve got three busy weeks ahead of you.”

Leon
settled
behind her. He knew she wasn’t relaxed. There was
a tenseness
to her shoulders. He waited for her to speak up. She’d been very quiet through
the trip. He expected more questions.

“What is
the next three weeks going to be about?” she asked.

“Your training.”

She rolled
over to face him. “What training? I don’t know what to expect.”

This was
his chance to tell her that he was training her for him. He stared into her
eyes wondering what she’d say to that statement. Instead, he ran his hand down
her arm.

“What do
you want?” he asked.

Chapter Four

Bernice
gazed into his eyes. She didn’t want him thinking he was training her for
another man. If he refused her then he could drive her home, and both of them
could move on. She licked her lips. Telling him her feelings was an even bigger
step than becoming a sub. What if he rejected her in the worst possible way?

Take the leap, Bernie.

Act on
what you want.

“I want you,” she said. She stared at his
chest, unable to meet his eyes. There had been no other man she’d muttered the
words to. It felt good and downright scary putting herself out like that. She
didn’t know what to do next.

He cupped her cheek bringing her face up giving
her no choice but to look at him. “Do you want to be my woman?”

She nodded her head.

“And when the three weeks are up?”

Bernice swallowed past the lump in her throat.
She didn’t want there to be a time limit. “I need you to talk to me, baby. I
don’t want to assume anything. This is what a Dominant and submissive do. They
talk and communicate with each other.”

She had his full attention, and she didn’t know
how to come out and say what she needed to say.

“I don’t want there to be a time limit between
us.”

“Why did you join Kink, Bernie?”

“Sandra thought it would be a good idea. I told
her about you visiting the library. She said she knew where to find you. I know
it’s against the club policy, and I swear she was only being nice to me.”
Bernice knew her friend had broken several rules by showing her
Leon
.

Leon
cursed. Bernice bit
her lip. She knew she shouldn’t have said anything.

“Please, don’t punish Sandra. She was only
helping me.”

“That’s beside the point. If all the members
were to start gossiping it could affect the club.”
Leon
sat up in the bed.

She knew she’d ruined the moment. Tears filled
her eyes. She always managed to ruin everything.

“I’m sorry.” Bernice moved to get out of the
bed.

Leon
stopped her holding
onto her arm.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“We broke the rules. I thought you wouldn’t
want anything to do with me.” She gazed down at the sheet not able to meet his
eyes.

He pulled on her to bring her back next to him.
His arms wrapped around her as he settled her in his lap. “I don’t want to be
rid of you.”

Bernice relaxed against him.

“I’m going to have to call
Tyler
so he can deal with Sandra.”

“What will he do to her?” she asked.

“Punish her. Sandra is currently unattached, so
he or another Dom will dish out her punishment.”

“What will happen to me?”

She glanced up at him. “I’ll deal with your
punishment.”

Neither spoke for several seconds. She wanted
to say something to him. To show or tell him what she felt.

“I need you to be open with me, Bernie.”

“Even though it is embarrassing?” she asked.

“No matter how strange it may be. Tell me.”

Seeing no other reason to keep her fears to
herself she decided to tell him. “I was fascinated by you when you came to
where I work.”

“The library.”