Anything He wants

Anger bubbled inside of me, or perhaps it was hurt. Maybe it was my self-doubt creeping back in. The doubt that I would ever find out who I was; so far I was merely feeling like a freak – and not in a good way. I was bawling as I drove. Wondering what I could have done differently.

The drive was a good twenty minutes and didn’t do much to calm my nerves. I was speeding, which was unlike me. I didn’t feel like going home, so I drove to a place that held memories for me. It was a private beach. I drove down the small, rough terrain to the tiny, sandy parking lot. I walked out to the large boulders that sat in front of the pond and leaned against them.

I saw lights coming down after me, and my heart trembled a little. I didn’t have a permit for this beach. Hell, I had moved away from this neighborhood years ago. But I realized it was Sir, and I scooted a little further into the shadows. I no doubt looked like a hot mess, and keeping my temper under control would be harder now that the floodgates had spilled out.

The sound of his door opening made my heart race. Why did I feel like this was hide and seek? A moment later it closed. I peered out but I didn’t see him.

“BBluebird” he startled me, and I lumped and yelped. He laughed. “Listen, I have all night for you, but you can’t keep running away.”

I noticed he didn’t have shoes on, and wondered if he was chilly. In his arm, he had draped a blanket.

“Sir,” I looked up at him, and my heart danced, as he said he had all night for me. Why was I overreacting so much?

“Why are you hiding in here? When you saw me come up, I-” “I want to be pretty for you. Always,” I admitted.

He chuckled. “Sweet, little blue bird. Your beauty isn’t from your makeup.” He wiped my face. His hand extended to mine, and I willingly placed mine into it. “Come, let’s talk about what’s bothering you. Ok?” “Ok.”

We sat, and all the words rushed out of me at lightning speed. “I want to be the sub you need and want. You are so patient, sometimes it drives me insane, but maybe me being so new, I need that. I am scared that the things I want to do, well, I want to know I am normal. That I am not a freak. And, and, well, back at the other beach, all I wanted to do was kiss you. But can I

do that? What are the rules? I feel so…lost.” I finally inhaled a big breath.

He was quiet, and it scared me even more.

“I’m sorry; normally, behind a computer screen, I have more of a filter.

I’m nervous and-”

“Jennifer, stop. I’ve never seen you like this before. I-”

“I’m so sorry. Please…”

“Let me finish.” His tone was more of annoyance. “Now. First, if not me, you will have no trouble finding someone to honor and love you. You are beautiful, vibrant, and smart. My patience comes from learning the hard way. Normal? Now, there is no such thing as that. Freak,” his voice deepened on the last word, and his hand curled around me. “Time will tell.” He had a mischievous smile on his lips.

I couldn’t help but blush, and laugh lightly.

“And kiss? Your place? You are allowed to be you. I will correct you if I find it necessary.” He squeezed me tightly to his side.

The wind rippled the mostly calm pond, and suddenly the blanket fell away. His hands took me hard to his body, against his chest. As his lips pprpresseaga against my mind lost sight of where we were; and who was. As his tongue slipped between my lips, my hand clenched his head, hard, and I moaned into his mouth.

Heat rose within my core, and I wiggled inside his arms. I straddled him. I heard him growl, and he gripped the hair at the nape of my neck. “Ohh,” I gasped. I panted, while I looked up at him. “I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long. I got a little carried away.”

He smiled. “Forgiven, beautiful. You are a very good kisser. I can’t wait to see your other oral talents.” He spoke with an evil undertone, and his mouth quirked.

My eyes closed, but I couldn’t shy away, as the flush crept over me, raising my temperature even further. As he released his grip on my hair, and I shifted on his lap, I became alarmed at the snake that was resting below me. He was rock-hard and it made me feel a little prideful. I slid back and forth.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Should we test it out now, sir?”

His teeth gripped my earlobe. “You are the tease I knew you would be. I promised no sexual contact tonight.”

I whimpered. “I’d like to take care of you. Please, sir, let me take care of this.” I grinned, as it twitched under my bottom, as I pleaded.

“I have half a mind to spank you until you are sore, for being such a cock-tease.”

“But, sir, I want to” My hand slipped between my thighs.

Before I even finished, he flipped me over and turned up my dress, tugging my panties down. His elbow pressed firmly into my back, locking me in place.

“Oh, my god!” I squealed.

Smack!

“Fuck!” The sting of the cold made the slap so much worse. “Sir, please.”

Smack!

“I don’t want to hear it. I did tell you no teasing, and I was adamant that there was going to be no sex tonight.”

His cruel hand came crashing down again, and the pain burnt my skin, as the sixth and seventh cracks came down.

“Please, sir. Please!” I cried. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to tease you.

Please let me fix it. Please.”

His hand rubbed on my sore bottom, which I was sure shone like a beacon in the dight. Rudolph would surely be outshone by this one.

My panting and tears were echoing off the water. As I stilled, I could hear the frogs again, while I whimpered lightly on his lap.

Sir pulled me up and brought my face to his; I expected anger, but he seemed softer. His eyes appeared darker, and made my lips drip with moisture both pairs of them.

“Come with me this weekend.”

“Sir?”

“Do you have to work?”

“No, sir. Only during the week.”

He smiled. “Would you like to come with me? It’s just a business trip, but you’d be with me.”

“Yes, sir.” I was excited at this prospect.

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