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

Grunting, he raised her legs, pushing them back to her chest. “I’ve missed tasting you.”
    Closing her eyes, the moment she felt his tongue swipe across her clit, she shivered and raised her arms over her head. Jezebel moaned as the heat from his hands tickled her, sending her mind and senses reeling. This was so provocative and so damn hot and for several seconds she simply fell into a bliss like state, hungry for so much more.
    Luke wrapped his arms around her thighs and yanked her ass past the end of the table. As he pressed his tongue deep inside her pussy, he swirled the tip of his finger around her clit.
    “ Oooohhh …yes, I….” Instantly gulping for air, Jezebel arched h er back as he continued licking. She was on fire, her pulse racing and with every swipe of his tongue a heightened level of rapture coursed through her body. As he continued his feast, Jezebel allowed herself to fall into his control.
     
    They shared a drink and talked through dinner, lost in conversation and gentle nudging. While she wondered the entire time when he was going to ask her to sign the contract, she’d resigned herself into knowing he would only when he was ready. Or knew she was.
    After clearing the dishes, she shivered when she felt his hand on the small of her back.
    “Are you certain you know what I’m asking?” Luke asked quietly, his voice full of a sensuous husk.
    “Yes,” Jezebel breathed as she closed her eyes and gripped the edge of the counter. Did she? Swallowing hard, she knew exactly in the back of her mind and while she continued to be apprehensive, her fears were slowly ebbing, being replaced by a complete feeling of peace. The sensation was so unexpected she trembled.
    Lowering his head, Luke allowed his hot breath to slide across the back of her neck. “You are my light, my love and the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. No doubts.”
    She knew it wasn’t a question but a statement. “No doubts.”
    “ Good, then g o and change. I want you in the hottest dress you own complete with stockings and heels. It’s time for me to show you off. My lover and the woman I’m going to own.”
    The words simply said, she dropped her head and panted and knew he’d left the room. As she smiled, every part of her body alive with a burst of electric current, she knew this was exactly where she needed to be.
    And what she wanted.
     

 
    Domination
     
    Jessie. No, now she was his Jezebel and the woman was completely different than the one he’d left two weeks before. Her journal had told him so many things and he w as in awe of the deep level she had gone to in her poems, her stunning words. Holding his hand out, he smiled seeing how rock steady it was. This was exactly what he wanted. The thought gave h im an intense warm feeling sweep ing through his body.
    Luke sighed as he watched her walk up the stairs and shook his head. While he honestly hadn’t anticipated he’d find the right woman, let alone the perfect submissive in a bar, the fact he had was both daunting and more than enticing. The first time he saw her, seated wit h her friends, his pulse raced. She was beautiful in every aspect but his draw was even deeper almost immediately. When they’d danced, he was hooked , falling into an intense level of hunger and while he would normally have at least gone to bed with her, he hadn’t want to . No, he’d wanted to know more about the woman inside. It had been the way she reacted to his still dominating touches that night, the way he held her and stroked her. Her response had given him an indication she loved a man in charge. And then when they began having frank discussions barely two weeks later, he knew he had to have her. Jezebel.
    As he walked back into the living room to finish his drink, he opened the journal and studied her first poem. For those who didn’t understand the lifestyle, the very intuitive and frank words would probably be overlooked. But the way she presented them in an