Owned by the Dom: Part One (The Owners) (16 page)

What about Veronica?

Prue cut off all thought of her sister. James and Veronica were not together. Neither of them were doing anything wrong.

“I want to be yours, Sir.” He pulled the cross from around his neck and placed it over hers.

“Never take that off.”

She touched the silver chain and smiled. When she’d taken it off earlier, she’d mourned the weight of his token around her neck. She loved
the thought of other men and Doms knowing who she belonged to. The moment she first met him when she was eighteen, in her mind she’d been his, and now she was going to be his completely.

Five
years she’d been in love with him. In the last five years her feelings had only grown for this man.

Prue opened her legs welcoming him into her heart and body at the same time.

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James stared at his cross between her luscious tits. The silver piece of jewellery looked perfect where it lay. He never wanted her to take it off. The longer she wore it the better he’d feel. He hadn’t been lying earlier. The moment he took her, she was going to be his.

He fisted his shaft, watching her cream leak out of her pussy. She was soaking wet. The moment he touched her, he witnessed her attraction toward him. Her body was attuned to his unlike anyone else.

She was a small woman. He’d felt her pussy tighten around his fingers when he’d finger fucked her. He wasn’t a small man. James knew he’d need to take his time with her. If he’d had some lubrication to hand he’d apply some to her pussy and his cock to ease his passage inside her. Unfortunately, he didn’t have any on him. He didn’t like the thought of hurting her.

“It might hurt,” he said.

Prudence gave him a smile. He saw the emotion in her eyes, the love she felt for him. He’d seen it shining in her eyes many times before. All the other times he’d made some excuse for what he saw. He could no longer deny himself the pleasure of seeing her in love with him.

He knew she was his for the taking.

“I don’t mind a little pain.”

James ran the tip of his cock through her slit.

“I’m not on any birth control.”

“How long has it been since your last man?” he asked. He clenched his teeth thinking about another man seeing her like this. Prudence was his. No other man would ever see her like this if he had his way.

“A while.”

“Longer than a year?” he asked, tormenting himself with her answer.

“Yes.”

“Longer than two?”

She nodded her head. Tears were glistening in her eyes. He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers.

“I think that is wonderful, Prudence.”

“Why won’t you call me ‘Prue’?” she asked.

James chuckled. “Because everyone else calls you
‘Prue’. I love being the only one to use your full name. It makes you all mine.”

“I could get pregnant if you don’t use anything,” she said.

“I won’t mind if you don’t.”

He saw her gasp and the way she licked her lips. Prudence looked nervously at him. “I’m not ready for children.”

James leaned down, kissing her lips. She would taste her pussy juice on his lips.

She didn’t pull away.

“I’ll use protection. I will always protect you.” James walked to his leather pants and pulled out the condom he always kept on him. He’d protect Prudence, but he didn’t want the latex between them. He wanted to feel her against him, to feel her naked cunt wrapped tightly around his shaft. He knew he was going to hell.

How could feeling this way about another person be bad? 

He didn’t know. James wanted her, and denying each other was hurting them.

James gave her the foil packet. “Put it on me.”

He watched the way her tits bounced as she sat up. He’d never look at his desk in the same way again. From this day forth, he’d sit at his desk and imagine her naked and waiting to be fucked by him.

She tore the foil with her teeth and then squeezed the tip before sliding the latex down his shaft.

Her fingers shook a little as she placed the condom over his dick. He knew in the way she was reacting, she’d not had a lot of experience with protecting herself against men.

He took her hand, kissing her fingers.

“Thank you,” he said.

James pressed a hand to her chest, pushing her back onto the desk. His cock wasn’t getting any smaller. For the last month he’d been waiting to get inside her.

He ran the tip of his cock through her slit.

“I’m going to fuck you, Prudence. I’m going to slide my cock inside your tight little cunt and claim you as my own.”

“Yes, I want that.”

He eased the mushroomed tip of his cock between her lips, feeling her pussy tighten around the head.

“Relax and let me in, baby.”

She relaxed underneath him. Her
body was becoming compliant against his cock.

Once the head was inside, he caught her hands with his own, holding her.

He looked down to where they were joined. His latex-covered cock was just inside her tight little pussy, and the visual was completely erotic to him.

“You look so beautiful taking my cock.”

She whimpered, staring up at him.

He held on tight to her hands and then slammed his whole length inside her wet cunt. She cried out. The sound of her screams grew louder. James closed his eyes feeling the utter rapture of her pussy. She was tight and squeezed him tighter than his own fist. He gazed down to where they were joined. He couldn’t see anything but
her pussy lips and his pelvis pressed together. She’d taken him all the way inside.

“How are you?” he asked.

“Full, Sir.”

His title coming from her lips made his cock jump inside her. She gasped.

“Say it again,” he said.

“Sir.”

“Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

Her words came without hesitation. James knew from this day forth, Prudence Star was his woman. She was his possession, and he would make sure that he owned every inch of her body. All of her cries of passion would be his. No one else would see the beauty she possessed.

“You are mine!” He pulled out of her body and slammed inside, taking great pleasure in hearing her scream.

“I’m yours, Sir.”

He slammed inside her, feeling her pussy tighten aroun
d him with each of his thrusts. Her tits bounced as he fucked her on his desk. Her fingers held onto his hands as he rode her body. It wasn’t enough. He didn’t feel like he could get deep enough inside her.

James let her hands go and grabbed her hips. He moved her legs up the length of his body as he slammed inside her pussy, using his strength on her hips to pull her against him. She placed her hands on the edge of the desk
letting him take control of her body. Prudence bit her lip as he thrust home claiming the woman beneath him as his. He’d never felt anything as primal as he did in that moment. The woman on his desk was the woman meant for him.

Nothing mattered to him
, not her age or her sister. Prudence was his woman, and he’d spend the rest of his life proving to her how much he loved her.

He knew he couldn’t fight it anymore. He loved her and had from the first moment he met her. She was a beautiful woman. A woman he should never have.

“You are mine,” he said, again.

“Always, Sir. I’ve always been yours.”

And he knew it was true.

He thrust inside her and exploded into the condom. His orgasm came out of nowhere and went on and on. James stared into his woman’s eyes and knew he’d finally found the one who was supposed to be his.

His semen was spent inside the condom. He wished he hadn’t worn the protection. She was all his, and no matter what happened, he’d make sure she was protected.

James caressed her stomach, wondering how she’d look swollen with his child. She’d look stunning
; he knew that.

“No regrets,” she said.

He shook his head. “No regrets.”

She’d almost screamed out her love for him. Prue wanted him to know how she felt
, but it was too soon. They’d only been together once, and she was nervous. He eased off her body, pulling away. She made to follow him, and he stopped her with a hand to her shoulder.

“Wait here,” he said.

He grabbed his leather pants from the floor and put his shirt back on. She watched him walk out of his office and saw the way he made sure she was protected.

Without him in the room, she felt exposed. Her own arousal trickled out of her pussy.

Seconds later he came back with a cloth and bowl of warm water. He set the bowl on his chair. “Where did you get that?” she asked.

“I asked Jermaine for it and told him you wouldn’t be working behind the bar anymore.”

She frowned. “Where will I be?”

“In this office with me. You can do whatever you like, Prudence. You’re not working in the bar
, and I want you close to me at all times.”

Prue was touched by his words but a little upset. She didn’t want him to think she was after his money.
“I can work, James. I don’t mind.”

“When we’re alone I want you to still call me
‘Sir’.”

She smiled.

“I know you’re not after my money, Prudence. Do you remember what I talked about at the restaurant?”

Prue nodded her head. She watched him wring out a cloth and then press the warm towel between her thighs. A wince escaped her before she could contain it.

“I was too rough with you,” he said.

“No, you weren’t. I liked what you did.”

The warmth helped with the soreness created from his cock. He was larger than any other man she’d been with. His cock had touched parts inside her she hadn’t known were there. James had ruined her only dildo. She’d never be able to use that small cock remembering the way he felt.

“I can pay my own way,” she said, trying to steer the conversation back to what they were discussing.

“I know you can. You don’t need to. You’re mine now, Prudence. Don’t argue.”

She closed her mouth. Her arguments died on her tongue. “So this is what it feels like to be owned by an owner?”

“This is nothing.”

“Will you be taking me to Possession?”

“I think you should meet the other women and my friends.”

Prue nodded her head and watched him clean her pussy. When he was done, he made her sit on the desk as he got her clothing. Her panties were no good. James looked at her jeans and shook his head. The blouse and bra were tossed away in his trash bin.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

He grabbed his coat from the hook he’d placed it on. “I don’t like those jeans
, and you’re not wearing them anymore.”

“I can’t leave your office naked.”

“No other man is going to see you naked, Prudence.” He came back with his coat, kissing her head.

“What are we going to tell my sister?” she asked.

“I can talk to her if you want?”

She shook her head. “I should be the one to tell her. I think she’s going to hate me.”

He caught her face between his hands, forcing her to look up at him. “She’s not going to hate you. Veronica did not love me and never did. I know this. She should be happy for you.”

James wrapped the coat around her. He picked her up off the desk with a hand around her waist, settling her on her feet when she was on the floor.

He tied the belt at the front covering her up.

She’d been wearing a pair of heeled shoes, which she’d kicked off the moment she entered the room.

James kissed her lips, teasing them open to swipe his tongue inside her mouth.

“I can’t think when you do that.”

“That is the idea,” he said, chuckling.

“Are you done with me?” she asked. “Are you sending me home?”

“Nope. I’m not done with you.”

She smiled. He cupped her cheek, pressing his forehead against hers.

“I never knew this could feel so amazing,” he said.

“I know.” She cupped his cheek, kissing his lips. Prue couldn’t believe she was free to touch him. He’d only been like this in her dreams. He caught her hand pressing her palm to his chest.

“Only for you,” he said.

She knew what he was trying to say. A smile broke across her lips.

“Will you come with me?” he asked.

“Where do you want me to go?” She’d go to the ends of the earth for him.

“Home.”

Prue frowned, staring up at him. She was caught by how tall he was. Without her heels he towered over her.

“I thought this was your home.”