“
Please…Stefan...” His
words were like mush in my brain. I felt his finger dig deep into
me, pushing on my outer walls, tickling certain spots. Then he
removed his finger and I felt his cock slide into me.
He pushed down into me, hard and deep,
then held still. I felt like my knees were going to give out on me
any second. He must have realized because he put one arm underneath
me and pulled me back up.
“
I need you to stay in this
position.”
He started pounding against me, harder
each time. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it, but there was no
pain, just desire and passion.
Just as I felt like my body was about
to go over and spill everywhere, Stefan stopped. He pulled out and
I felt weak and shaken. I needed to finish; I couldn’t do
this.
I felt him start blowing on
my clit. I took deep breaths, trying to regain myself.
How could he do this to me?
After a moment, I calmed my breathing
and felt a little more in control of my body. He pushed back into
me, and I immediately came alive again; my body picked up exactly
where it had left off. Every sensation was turned back on, back to
the same intensity as it was before.
“
Oh, Jennifer. Fuck!”
Stefan cried out.
“
When you feel me slap your
ass, I want you to come.” I felt his hands pull away. He didn’t
slow his thrust; instead, he pushed them deeper and more
controlled.
I waited, for what seemed like hours
before I felt his hand make contact with my backside. And just like
that, he pushed me over the edge; I fell around him. I felt every
sensation come to its peak. We spilled over together and I felt
like we had become one. Nothing or nobody could ever come in
between us.
Stefan reached up, pulled off my blind
fold and unlatched my hands from the handcuffs. I collapsed on the
bed. My whole body was weak and shaken; I felt like I had just run
a marathon that I wasn’t ready for. He slid out of me and took off
the condom, tied it at the top and got up and threw it in the trash
can.
I pulled the covers up over my body
and laid there watching Stefan walk back over to the bed. He
climbed in next to me, pulled the sheet over his lower body. He
pulled me over so I was laying on his chest with his arm wrapped
around me, playing with my hair.
“
Stefan, that was…amazing!”
I tried to find the right word to describe it.
“
Yes, it was.” He leaned in
and kissed my forehead.
“
Do you want to go to
dinner tonight, Jennifer?”
“
Of course I would. But
right now, I want to lay here and listen to you breathe.” I
snuggled into his bare chest, concentrating on his even
breathing.
Stefan woke me up. “Let’s get in the
shower, babe.”
“
Okay,” I
mumbled.
Stefan got up and I heard the shower
start running. A moment later, Stefan grabbed me off the bed and
carried me into the bathroom.
He opened the glass door and sat me
down under the water; it felt amazing on my body. I looked over and
watched Stefan rinsing his hair underneath the shower head. I could
stare at his flawless body all day. He took the shampoo and
lathered it in his hands. I leaned into the shower head and got my
hair wet. Stefan began massaging his hands through my hair. After
he was done he did the same to his hair. We both rinsed the shampoo
off and he grabbed a wash cloth and gently washed my
body.
“
You are so perfect.” he
breathed.
After we got ready, we met the SUV
outside. The entire ride to the restaurant, neither of us said a
word, but I didn’t mind. He kept his hand on my legs, as if
protecting me. We stopped at a little Italian restaurant that I had
never really noticed before; it was packed. As we got out I noticed
everyone standing around waiting to be seated.
“
Stefan.” I yanked his arm
so he was forced to lower his head next to mine.
“
There is no way we are
getting in here unless you made a reservation. Look at all these
people.” I spun my hand around me, gesturing to the crowd. He
raised his head back up with a devilish smile on his
face.
He grabbed my hand and we walked to
the front door. Once we were inside, I discovered it was quite
spacious; there were tables everywhere. It was pretty dim inside
with only candle lights placed on every table. It was a very
romantic, intimate place.
We walked up to the hostess stand.
There were two attractive young ladies working, dressed in all
black.
“
Good evening Mr. Long.
Usual table?” They looked at him, grabbing two menus. I eyed
Stefan,
what were they talking
about?
“
Yes please.” He squeezed
my hand a little tighter.
“
Right this way,
sir.”
We followed one of the ladies up the
stairs, around the corner and then up a full flight of stairs. When
we got to the top, there was a table for two and a small opening,
like a window, that looked over the entire restaurant.
“
Here you go, Mr. Long.
Charlie will be you’re server tonight, is that okay?”
“
That would be perfect,
Abby. Thank you very much.”
She nodded and exited the room. I was
still looking out into the crowd that sat below us.
“
What was that all about?”
I asked confused.
“
I am the owner of this
restaurant, Jennifer.”
My jaw dropped. “What?”
He chuckled and leaned in closer,
making sure I heard every word. “I own this establishment.” He
smiled that sexy, mysterious smile.
“
Well, okay. Give me a
second to take this all in. This isn’t quite the usual for me, ya
know.” I opened my menu.
“
Good evening Mr. Long and
Miss. White. My name is Charlie and I will be taking care of you
this evening. What can I start you off with tonight?”
She pulled out a pad and a pen to
write our order down.
I looked over at Stefan, waiting for
him to order.
“
We will take a glass of
Pinot Grigio; let’s just make it a bottle.” He winked at me. “And
then we will have spaghetti with anchovies and breadcrumbs. Caesar
salad to start us off will be fine.” He closed the menu and handed
it to Charlie.
“
Charlie, I would like no
anchovies please.” I said handing her my menu.
“
Absolutely. I will be
right back will your bottle of wine and caesar salad. If you need
anything else, please let me know.” She turned on her heels and
walked off.
“
No anchovies, huh?” he
asked, folding his hands under his chin.
“
Not a big fan, I must
admit.” I folded out the napkin and put it in my lap.
“
Jennifer, I really would
like to talk to you about…us” He waved his fingers back and forth
between us.
“
What’s there to talk
about?”
“
I just want to let you
know how I operate, and what I expect out of this
relationship.”
“
Jennifer you see…” he
stopped talking as Charlie brought us our Caesar salad and poured
our glass of wine before sitting it in a bucket to continue to
chill.
“
Jennifer, I am a man of
control. I not only crave it, but I need it. I don’t know what it
is about you that lets me be okay with giving some of that control
up, but I would like to see what it is and explore whatever this
is. I have control in every aspect of my life, and when I feel
control being slipped through my fingertips…it doesn’t end well. I
like you, Jennifer, I like you a lot.
Tying you up and pushing your body to
the extremes is what turns me on. I would like to continue that.”
He paused, taking a bite of his caesar salad.
“
But please keep in mind
Jennifer, you can always say no. You can always tell me to stop,
and I will do just that, no matter how hard it is. This
relationship will have to have a lot of trust in it. You need to
trust me, and I need to trust you, not only in the bedroom, but in
our everyday life.
I will have to travel a lot between
here and Texas. I might need to be gone for more than one night at
a time. Sometimes I may not be able to talk right when you need me,
but I will give you all the contacts you need to reach me in case I
am unavailable. I need to trust you as well, that you will do
nothing stupid. While we are in a relationship, I expect complete
honesty and loyalty.
If you lie to me or sleep with any
other person, then we’re over. And if I lie to you or sleep with
someone else, I expect you to walk away as well. It simply won’t be
tolerated. As far as the media goes…” He trailed off as Charlie
delivered our food.
“
Spaghetti with anchovies
and breadcrumbs for you, Mr. Long.” She set down the plate in front
of him.
“
Spaghetti with breadcrumbs
and no anchovies for you, Miss. White.” She set my food down in
front of me. It looked delicious! I was starving, and hadn’t even
realized it. I started eating while Stefan continued
talking.
“
Thank you Charlie. Now
where were we?” He asked as he prepared his food.
“
I honestly don’t remember,
but I will agree to whatever as long as I can be with you and have
pleasure like I did earlier.” I was pretty sure my mouth was full,
I was so hungry, but I wanted him to know I didn’t care. Even if I
had a million reasons to move on, to run, I’d still look for one to
stay. He made me into a better person; he pushed me, emotionally,
physically, and mentally. How could I let that just slip through my
fingertips?
“
Jennifer, please take this
serious. I’m not telling you this relationship will be easy, for
either of us. We’re going to have problems, but I hope you find it
within yourself to make it worth it. I’m willing to see what
happens with us if you are.”
I swallowed my food and looked up at
him, picking my napkin up and wiping my mouth. “Of course I am.” I
reached on the table and grabbed his hand. “You are exactly what I
want; I feel like I have been wondering around for years and
finally found my home, you. We will just take this a day at a time.
Place one foot in front of the other.” I let go of his hand and
continued eating.
“
You sure are hungry
tonight, Jen.” Stefan laughed and began eating his
dinner.
“
I am starving!”
“
It was because of today.
It’ll do it to you. Just eat up and enjoy baby.”
I dropped my fork on the ground when
the word came out of his mouth. Not just came out of his mouth,
more like floated out on a magical cloud and popped me right in the
forehead.
“
Jennifer?” I had my teeth
biting my bottom lip with my head cocked and my gaze set only on
him.
He leaned his head in and lowered his
voice. “Let go of your bottom lip. You are making some dirty
thoughts enter my brain and right now is not the time for that.” He
set back up staring at me, waiting for me to do as he
asked.
Charlie appeared with another fork and
I quickly snapped back into reality and let go of my
lip.
“
Oh, I’m sorry about that.
Thank you.” I took the fork out of her hand.
He called me baby. Hearing
those words did strange things to my body. Just saying my name made
me feel on top of the world, but adding pet names,
whoa.
Stefan looked at me and smiled. He
knew what he had done, and from the looks of it, he enjoyed
it.
“
Eat than I’ll take you
home.” He said, twirling the noodles around on his fork.
After we were both done eating and
light conversation, Stefan threw a fifty dollar bill on the table
and put his napkin on his plate.
“
Are you ready…baby?” He
chuckled as he said the word.
I glared at him and grabbed his hand
as we stood.
We walked back to the SUV and climbed
inside.
“
Charles, please take us
back to Jennifer’s home so we can drop her off.” Charles nodded,
and we were off.
“
I had a great time,
Stefan.” I nuzzled into his arm.
“
I did too. So you’re sure
this is what you want?” He looked down at me, waiting for a
response.
“
Yes it is. You are what I
want and I will take whatever comes along with you. You just have
to be patient with me; I’ve never done this before. I mean, blind
folds, handcuffs, spanking; never done any of it.” I felt awkward
telling him that.
“
We will work on that,
baby.” He kissed me on top of my head just as I yawned. I was full
and totally worn out.
Stefan dropped me off and walked me to
the front door. I slipped inside after he gave me a goodnight kiss.
Kennedy and Ayden were watching a movie in the living
room.
“
Are you home, girl?”
Kennedy asked, looking up at me.
“
Yeah, I’m home. I’m going
to sleep though. Goodnight you two.” I started to make my way
upstairs