Owned by the Dom: Part One (The Owners) (15 page)

She wasn’t wearing his token anymore. Any man could claim her as his.

He didn’t like it. Men surrounded her group like moths to a flame. Her entire aura made men move toward her. Unlike her two friends, she held an allure and sexuality that attracted men to her. He’d seen the beauty inside her when she was only eighteen, the sweetness she gave everyone she came into contact with.

You want her. Take her before someone else takes what is yours.

One of the men from the group reached out to touch her hips. Prue smiled and pushed him away. The action was subtle, but he saw it. Prue was on the dance floor to show him she could look after herself. He got the message. She didn’t want the men’s attention.

Her gaze caught him as
one man replaced another.

She needs you.

James made his way onto the dance floor. He pushed the man out of his way and caught her hips in his hands. She placed her hands on top of his, ready to push him off, he was sure.

“Before you push me away let me apologise,” he said. James whispered against her ear. He only wanted her to hear what he had to say.
Her two friends smiled at her and walked away.

“You’ve sent them away.”

“They know I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”

“You don’t want me, James. I’m tired of showing all the signs.”

He’d seen the signs, and being the bastard that he was, he’d given her nothing and taken everything she offered instead.

James held her waist, stroking the delicate flesh hidden beneath the blouse she wore. Her skin was soft. He wanted to peel every layer of clothing away from her body and caress every inch of her. The temptation she provided was more than he could stand. “I’ve seen the signs, Prudence. And I want you.”

“Then why won’t you take me?” she said.

He didn’t answer.

She looked at him. He saw the yearning in her gaze. His age and something else held him back. James let her go.

“I’m sorry,” he said, before leaving her on the dance floor.

Without looking back he made his way to his office. He needed to get away from her before he did something he’d regret.

He pushed past people in his way not interested in the filthy looks they sent him. Jermaine tried to stop him
, and he ignored him.

The moment he was in his office, he rubbed his eyes.

“Fucking stupid.” He kicked the chair closest to him.

“Why are you fighting it?”

Prudence had followed him.

His office door clicked open then closed behind her. James kept his back to her. The moment he looked at her, he knew he’d be lost.

“I want to, more than anything.” He admitted the truth. His heart pounded inside his chest. He felt like he was having a fight between his head and his heart. His heart wanted her and was tired of fighting it, and his head kept telling him to walk away.

She’s the one. You want her like a man possessed.

“Then stop fighting.” She walked in front of him. Her blue eyes caught him in her gaze. Her dark pupils were dilated. He saw her need. James stared down her body at her hard nipples. Would her pussy be as hot as he imagined?

She grabbed his hand pressing his palm down over her heart. Her heart raced against his touch.

“I’ve always wanted you, James.”

He’d known. God help him, he’d known she was eighteen
, and he was sure her feelings had never disappeared.

How could he fight this?

There was no one else in the world for him. James didn’t want to let her go. She moved his hand down to her left breast. Her full mound filled his palms. She was just the right size for him. Prudence took his other hand and placed his palm between her legs.

“I’m not going anywhere, Sir. I want you and will do anything to be owned by you,” she said.

Her words were not lost on him.

He removed his palm from between her thighs to sink his fingers into her hair. James brought her close to him as he thumbed her nipple feeling her tighten against him.

“Do you have any idea what those words mean?” he asked.

“I was listening to you, James. I want that
, too, and I think you do as well.”

James didn’t argue with her. It was true. The possessiveness that swamped him, the aggression he’d displayed
—he’d seen it all in his two friends.

“You’re so young,” he said.

“Who cares? I don’t. Age means nothing to me.”

James couldn’t fight it anymore. The longer they were together, the harder it was to deny himself. He hated other men talking to her
, and he’d been the one to put her in this position in the first place. Through his own actions, he’d taken her own job away, giving her no choice but to accept what he gave her.

“I want you, James,” she whispered. Her blue eyes darkened with her arousal. The kisses they’d shared ov
er the past few weeks had done nothing except ignite a flame inside them. He sensed it strongly within her as he did himself. James knew he was a fool to have allowed one kiss let alone all the others.

No other woman could tame the monster inside him
apart from the woman standing before him.

James slammed his lips against hers. There was nothing nice or subtle about taking her. He needed to rid every memory of the men she’d dated before him. Prudence was all his
, and he was going to show her what it really meant to be owned by a dominant man.

“There is no backing out, Prudence. I take you now
, and you’re mine. No one gets to touch what is mine.”

She cupped his cheek. Her fingers stroked his skin. “I’ve always been yours, James.”

Her words unleashed the monster within him. He pushed her back until she was pressed against the wall. In the next moment her blouse was torn from her body. The buttons sprayed around the room. He worked her bra off until her tits spilled out.

A groan escaped him. She was ripe and ready to be fucked. Her pale mounds were tipped with cherry red nipples. They were tight and pointing up at him. He dropped his head to one nipple, taking it into his mouth. Prudence cried out. He covered her mouth with his palm, pulling away from her.

“Be quiet. We don’t want anyone running in here wondering what I’m doing to you.”

Her gaze flashed to the door then down at him. James went to remove his hand. She
placed her hand over his not allowing him to let go.

James smiled. “Don’t make a sound.” He went back to tonguing her nipple. James knew that no one would dare enter his office without his permission. They were both safe inside his four walls. He saw the arousal intensify in her gaze. She was turned on by the possibility of being caught.

He ran his tongue over her skin and glided the tip of his tongue around her other nipple. With his free hand, he fingered the wet bud he’d left.

His cock pulsed in his pants. The pre-cum leak
ed out of the tip and into his pants. He knew the first time with Prudence wouldn’t be enough.

Leaving her nipple, he moved down to unbutton her jeans and
lower the zipper. He slid the metal zipper down before placing his hand over her mound. Her panties didn’t hide her arousal. She was soaking wet. Her feminine scent teased the air. She smelt amazing.

James let go of the nipple and dropped down before her. Prudence looked down at him as he eased the denim down her legs. Her mouth was uncovered
, and he heard her moaning. The sound filled the air around him like the scent of her pussy did.

“You’re soaking wet for me, baby?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“Yes, what?” he asked.

She licked her lips, gazing down at him.

“Yes, Sir.”

Her body was on fire. Prue didn’t know what to do. She held onto the wall, stepping out of the jeans. He pushed them aside. In the next moment she heard the rip, and her panties were thrown in the same direction of her jeans. He opened her legs wide. She saw him watching her. His gaze directed at her pussy.

She bit her lip trying to stem the groan building inside her. James was a dominant man, through and through. He wouldn’t want her screaming out instructions at him.

He eased her pussy lips open.

“Your clit is lovely and swollen,” he said.

Staring down, she saw his thumb sliding through her slit. The first touch on her clit made her jump.

“Relax, baby. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Prue closed her eyes trying to gain control.

“Look at me.”

She opened her eyes, staring down at him. His thumb touched her nub. James was gentle, and with each stroke she got used to the feel of him against her.

His thumb eased down her slit and pushed into her cunt. Prue opened her legs wider.

“More,” she said.

James removed his thumb. “Don’t tell me what to do, Prudence. This is not a scene
, but you will do as you’re told.”

“Do you want me to call you
‘Sir’?” she asked.

“Yes.”

Nodding her head, she bowed her head. “Forgive me, Sir.”

He got off the floor and stood in front of her. “Undress me,” he said.

Prue didn’t have to be asked twice. She pulled the shirt off his body, watching his muscles flex as she did. He looked so damn hot.

“
I love your hair like this. I don’t want you to change it,” he said, stroking her hair as she went to her knees in front of him.

She unbuckled his belt wondering how the leather would feel against the cheeks of her ass. If he did it right she would feel pain
along with a whole heap of pleasure as well. She untied the leather pants and pulled them down his legs. James wore black briefs. The ridge that lay off to the side made her stumble.

He was large, thick
, and she saw the wet patch of pre-cum.

Prue liked what she saw.

James stepped out of the leather pants. He caught her hand where she was about to peel his briefs off.

“I’ll do that.”

He pulled her to her feet leading her over to his desk. James lifted her on top of the desk. The paperwork on top was pushed aside. She held onto the edge as he sat down in his chair.

“Lie back.”

Prue lay back on the desk waiting for his next instruction. She felt him move her legs into a position on his knees. His hands moved up and down her thighs before going to her pussy. He eased her slit open, and his fingers began stroking her clit. She felt his digits sliding through her wetness, coating his fingers and her pussy.

She held onto the edge of the desk. Her whole body
was wound tight from his touch. Prue heard the sound of his chair moving and then his tongue licked her clit. She cried out before remembering his warning. Biting down on her lips she tried to contain her own cries of arousal. His fingers teased her cunt as his tongue wrought havoc on her swollen clit. Her nipples were hard points. The wet tips were getting harder in the cool air around his office. She was so close to her orgasm. The past few weeks had been a nightmare. Her fingers and dildo were no longer satisfying. She rarely reached climax at all. The only time she did, she was always thinking of him.

Prue felt the whole world fade away. They were the only two people in the world. The sound of his tongue turned her on more. She was wet
, and he was drinking from her as if she was a goddess.

Three fingers pressed inside her all at once. His teeth bit down on the flesh of her clit. She cried out. All thought of being quiet left her mind as the sensation he was creating was
sky-rocketing to the moon inside her.

She sat up on the desk watching his dark hair with grey streaks
as he licked her clit. Prue saw his hand fucking her and his tongue licking her clit. The sight and the feelings he created sent her over the edge.

The little amount of control she possessed evaporated as on a tidal wave, her climax spread from inside her, outwards.

Prue rode her orgasm as James continued to suck her clit into his mouth. She shuddered, screamed, and thrust up to his fingers, prolonging the exquisite torture.

She collapsed onto the desk
, feeling like her whole world had awakened. Prue felt him withdraw. His fingers pulled out of her cunt. She saw him licking the digits, staring at her.

“You’re not regretting this, are you?” she asked.

“I wouldn’t regret hearing the sound you made.”

“Good, because this is real to me, Sir.”

He stood up. His briefs were gone from his body. She stared down at his long, hard shaft. The tip was wet with his cum. The vein along the side was blue and throbbing.

“I’m not regretting anything. The moment I take you, Prudence Star, you’ll be mine. There will be no backing out. I will own every part of you.”

She smiled up at him. His words filled her with hope.