twenty-four hours, she had given him everything of herself. She had completely trusted him and couldn’t manage that with anyone else. Terrified that he might reject her, she stayed quiet.
His eyes seemed to flicker and he smiled slightly. His left hand went to her knees and slid between her thighs. When his fingers brushed her damp panties, he chuckled softly in her ear. His right hand went to the back of her head. She didn’t move. He had her completely in his control. The expression in his eyes told her that he knew it.
“I could do what I want with you right now, couldn’t I? You would do anything I commanded if you thought I’d fuck you, wouldn’t you?”
A shudder swept through her body and she closed her eyes at the flash of pleasure. He was right again. And from the timber of his voice, she could tell he relished the knowledge.
“Master,” she whispered. “Please.”
His finger pushed the cotton panties aside and stroked her folds. She gasped as his mouth covered hers. Two of his fingers slipped inside her pussy, hooking up and finding the hub of nerves. His palm rubbed her clit. Feeling full, Ally moaned in his mouth as his tongue thrust into her in the same rhythm. Her hands came up and clutched at his sweater, tugging him closer. She felt the hunger rise and just when she was on the verge of orgasm, his fingers stilled in her and he raised his head.
Ready to beg, she opened her eyes and saw his expression. She knew what he would say before he spoke.
“No, slave. No orgasm until I give you permission.”
“Yes, master,” she replied, even as her pussy tightened around his fingers.
He gave her a knowing look as he removed his hand from between her thighs.
“Trying to get around me?” he whispered. “Hoping to convince me, slave?”
“No, master,” she said quickly, shaking her head.
“Mmmhmm,” answered JW, his right thumb stroking her neck. “Twenty-four hours. And you’ll know what you really are.”
“Yes, master,” whispered Ally. If that’s all she could have of him, she would take it.
Chapter Five
JW couldn’t have explained to anyone why he’d taunted Ally with being a slave. He couldn’t understand the need to have her completely under his control again. And this time with absolutely no limits. He didn’t want her to be able to refuse anything. Nothing violent or painful, but…he needed absolute control of something before his aggression overflowed in a destructive way.
He recalled how Wesley had read him so easily less than half an hour after meeting him. And he didn’t like that the kid was right. The need, the instinctive hunger to utterly dominate her. This scared the hell out of him. But it was the only thing he could do.
Without letting himself think about it another second, he started the engine and backed out of the parking space. Beside him, Ally was silent, her hands clasped calmly on her lap. Her acquiescence stunned him. No protests, no argument, no demands.
Pulling out of the garage, he made a left and headed for the Club. He fished his cell phone out of his coat pocket and punched several buttons.
“It’s Master JW,” he said before the person answering could say a word. “I’m coming in. I want a room for twenty-four hours.”
“Of course, Master JW,” the woman replied calmly. “Will you need anything else?”
“No. I’m bringing what I need. Should be there in about five minutes.”
“Room seven-ten is available, sir. I’ll send two slaves to ensure it’s ready for your arrival. Parking space seventy-one.”
“Perfect.” He switched the phone off and dropped it in a cup holder. “We get there and there’s no turning back or running away.”
“I know.” Those dark eyes looked at him with calm acceptance.
Once in the underground garage of the Club, JW parked in the assigned space and went around to open her door. Taking her by the waist, he lifted her out. She stood quietly as he closed the door and initiated the alarm. He
His eyes seemed to flicker and he smiled slightly. His left hand went to her knees and slid between her thighs. When his fingers brushed her damp panties, he chuckled softly in her ear. His right hand went to the back of her head. She didn’t move. He had her completely in his control. The expression in his eyes told her that he knew it.
“I could do what I want with you right now, couldn’t I? You would do anything I commanded if you thought I’d fuck you, wouldn’t you?”
A shudder swept through her body and she closed her eyes at the flash of pleasure. He was right again. And from the timber of his voice, she could tell he relished the knowledge.
“Master,” she whispered. “Please.”
His finger pushed the cotton panties aside and stroked her folds. She gasped as his mouth covered hers. Two of his fingers slipped inside her pussy, hooking up and finding the hub of nerves. His palm rubbed her clit. Feeling full, Ally moaned in his mouth as his tongue thrust into her in the same rhythm. Her hands came up and clutched at his sweater, tugging him closer. She felt the hunger rise and just when she was on the verge of orgasm, his fingers stilled in her and he raised his head.
Ready to beg, she opened her eyes and saw his expression. She knew what he would say before he spoke.
“No, slave. No orgasm until I give you permission.”
“Yes, master,” she replied, even as her pussy tightened around his fingers.
He gave her a knowing look as he removed his hand from between her thighs.
“Trying to get around me?” he whispered. “Hoping to convince me, slave?”
“No, master,” she said quickly, shaking her head.
“Mmmhmm,” answered JW, his right thumb stroking her neck. “Twenty-four hours. And you’ll know what you really are.”
“Yes, master,” whispered Ally. If that’s all she could have of him, she would take it.
Chapter Five
JW couldn’t have explained to anyone why he’d taunted Ally with being a slave. He couldn’t understand the need to have her completely under his control again. And this time with absolutely no limits. He didn’t want her to be able to refuse anything. Nothing violent or painful, but…he needed absolute control of something before his aggression overflowed in a destructive way.
He recalled how Wesley had read him so easily less than half an hour after meeting him. And he didn’t like that the kid was right. The need, the instinctive hunger to utterly dominate her. This scared the hell out of him. But it was the only thing he could do.
Without letting himself think about it another second, he started the engine and backed out of the parking space. Beside him, Ally was silent, her hands clasped calmly on her lap. Her acquiescence stunned him. No protests, no argument, no demands.
Pulling out of the garage, he made a left and headed for the Club. He fished his cell phone out of his coat pocket and punched several buttons.
“It’s Master JW,” he said before the person answering could say a word. “I’m coming in. I want a room for twenty-four hours.”
“Of course, Master JW,” the woman replied calmly. “Will you need anything else?”
“No. I’m bringing what I need. Should be there in about five minutes.”
“Room seven-ten is available, sir. I’ll send two slaves to ensure it’s ready for your arrival. Parking space seventy-one.”
“Perfect.” He switched the phone off and dropped it in a cup holder. “We get there and there’s no turning back or running away.”
“I know.” Those dark eyes looked at him with calm acceptance.
Once in the underground garage of the Club, JW parked in the assigned space and went around to open her door. Taking her by the waist, he lifted her out. She stood quietly as he closed the door and initiated the alarm. He
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