On Becoming His by Benjamin T. Russell, Cassandre Dayne Read Free Book Online Page A

obviously adore him.”
    “God yes.”
    Tina purred. “And he’s damn good in bed?”
    Again, another question catching her off guard, Jessie choked.
    “That’s exactly what I thought. Have fun on your date but you are so telling me all the details tomorrow period including size, shape, positions…”
    “Tina!” But Jessie laughed. This was perhaps a phone call she needed. Luke was just her boyfriend and this was nothing more than another step in changing the dynamics . “I’ll tell you things.” And in truth she would. She almost suspected Tina might be a touch jealous.
     
    The rest of the day Jessie simply busied herself with getting ready. From doing laundry and working on her journal, she was as nervous as a kitty kat . The thought gave her a smile. Luke called her Kat or kitty kat for so many reasons including the fact she loved to purr around him. After meeting him they’d talked when he was out of town on Facebook and over the phone and there were times the teasing initially had been so provocative and so damn sexual , she’d left the conversation racing to her bedroom to pull out a vibrator or two. Whew. Even the thought at this moment made her more than a little hot and bothered. 
    But right now she wasn’t allowed to pleasure herself. They’d agreed on at least a few rules after Luke knew she was serious about learning to become his submissive. O ne he was adamant about was not pleasuring herself unless she asked for permission . But every time she asked he’d said yes of course. Brushing the tip of her finger back and forth across the seam of her mouth, she shivered as she closed her eyes. It was almost too early to get ready and she still hadn’t heard anything from him. For some reason she knew he was testing her, seeing if she could be patient. Jessie had zero patience when she began her relationship with Luke and now while the virtue waned at times, she had more. She’d been required to have more. Nope. No contact. No emails. No texting. No calling. Nothing. “Fuck!”
    Luke made certain some things were very clear to her. While he only tested her every so often, asking specific questions concerning what he considered to be major portions of her understanding the lifestyle, he’d never used them against her, merely reminded her what he’d said or asked. Everything about his demeanor was nurturing but he had a mysterious side, one he very rarely allowed her to see. There were times she wondered about the tortured man who hid himself so well behind a mask of sensuality and dark eyes. “ Mmm …” Well, she could certainly daydream about him all day long but she had tasks to complete and a report for work required to be off her desk before two pm.
    Grabbing a bottle of water and some fruit, she settled at her desk, preppin g the material for the report. Over t hirty minutes later she flipped on her laptop and as she waited for the programs to start, she remembered the very first conversation they’d had about the D/s lifestyle. As they sat quietly in front of a fire, not really talking about much of anything, she’d been surfing his page on Facebook early in the day and found something partic ularly provocative. Not only were the picture and the poem enlightening , but also the words he’d used around them very seductive and it had taken her the entire day and all through dinner to garner to courage to ask questions .
     
    “I saw something on your Facebook page today and wanted to ask you about. I mean, if you don’t mind.” Dear God, this was already difficult. Jessie could feel a twitch in the corner of her mouth. Reaching up, she placed her hand over her lips and absently reached for her wine. As she took a sip and then a gulp she could tell Luke was watching her every movement intently. Only when she set down her glass did he finally react.
    Leaning over, Luke took her hand into his, intertwining their fingers together. “I’ve told you many times you can ask me anything. I