House Rules: The Jack Gordon Story

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you from?”
    She
sipped her coffee, kept her gaze on his. “Southern Illinois, little town you’ve
never heard of.”
    “Okay.”
Jack stayed apart, trying to remain objective, but something about her fairly
screamed “take me now” so loudly he was surprised everyone around them couldn’t
hear it.
    He
swallowed hard, willed himself back from the edge, and made small-talk with
her. It was not comfortable, and the more they sat and the more he tried to
make it “just a chat,” the hornier he got. He knew damn good and well she was
throwing it, her vibe, just to see if he’d catch it. He did not like being
tested. But at the same time wanted to prove he could pass with flying fucking
colors.
    Finally
he stood, slowly, never more unsure and sure of something at the same time in
his life. She rose at the same pace, her body drawing his eyes and making him
have to bite his tongue not to say something that would tip the scale of power
in her favor. Because that is exactly what this was, as they stood and stared
at each other across the small, coffee shop table—a power play.
    Her
hair tumbled around her face. High cheekbones were flushed red, dark blue eyes
flashed, the hands she put on her hips all tempted. It was as if she were
dressed the way he preferred, in a short, easy-access dress and towering high
heels, hair done up, all ready for him. When really she just stood there in
jeans, a sweater, and little makeup. The minute flowed into two as the world
continued to orbit around them.
    He
frowned, pissed at himself for being so weird. Attaching emotion to something
that should contain none, trying to focus on his ability to show her a good
time, nothing more or less. It was not until many years later that he
understood that keeping himself emotionally aloof from so many for so long had
been a mistake and led him to this moment, when he allowed himself an ill-timed
moment of vulnerability.
    She
leaned back then, cocked one hip as if pulling away. He nearly fell forward but
caught himself on the table. This was too much. He should bolt, fast, before he
did something really dumb.
    “C’mon,”
he blurted out, his voice gruff. “We need to clear the air.”
    She
let him put a possessive hand in the small of her back and guide her out
without speaking, as if they were already a couple. His house was a ten-minute
car ride from campus but he toyed with walking there, to get his head straight.
    Then
he found himself opening the passenger’s side door and handing her in. She
moved in a fluid way like a dancer.  Jack couldn’t help but be mesmerized even
as she did something as innocuous as get into his truck. The ride was quiet but
in an oddly comfortable way, as if they were used to each other’s silences and
willing to let them happen.
    When
he parked in the drive, a sudden feeling of apprehension gripped his gut and
gave it a painful twist. She sat, waiting for him to make the first move like a
good submissive. He shuddered when the word hit the front of his brain. She was
that, to be sure, but his? That was another question and one he was not sure he
wanted the answer to, yet.
    The
months he had spent calming his excess energy by learning how to dominate, how
to please, how to be in complete control of his partners’ pleasure had been a
pure buzz. He loved it. There was no denying that, or that he was a natural at
it.
    More
women had been pleasured by him and his abilities than he could even count
anymore. He’d “graduated with honors,” and while the old club owner guy would
not yet call him a Master, he knew if he hadn’t left for law school when he
did, it would have been a matter weeks before that happened. But now he felt
queasy and decidedly un-masterful.
    A
hand touched his leg. He stared at it, the short nails painted a funky brown
like dried blood. Her fingers tapered and elegant. The gut-deep reaction Jack
was having to her was freaking him the fuck out. He gulped and decided to make
this short and

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