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Chapter 8: Sweet Fantasy
Heart racing, and palms sweating, Jaz licked at her lips.
Emmett was kneeling on the bed above her hips, looking down at her wearing nothing but a pair of panties. Looking at him fully clothed, and feeling his slacks rub against the side of her hips, Jaz felt herself squirming. With her arms stretched above her head, and tied to the headboard with his silky necktie, she was completely dominated.
His eyes burned with lust, and his warm body came down on top of her to give her a sweet kiss. The gentleness made her yearn for him even more. The fabric of his shirt grazed against her breasts, causing her nipples to harden. When he pulled away, he looked down at her with a serious expression.
Jaz watched him as he got up to remove his shirt and pull down his pants. Even through his underwear, she could see his hardon straining against the fabric. Unconsciously, she rubbed her thighs together as she took him all in. Every part of his hard body made her want to fan herself.
A small lamp cast a glow around the room, heightening the mood. He picked up her scarf lying on his nightstand, and then everything went black. Soft lips pressed against hers as he finished tying her makeshift blindfold. His kisses continued in a hot trail down to her neck where he gave a little bite, and her breaths became shallow.
As he continued to descend down her body, his lips followed where his hands touched. He laid soft kisses across her breasts, both hands cupping and massaging them. Her body moved on its own, trying to get his lips on her nipples. With her eyesight gone, she felt the nerves all over her body intensify. He kissed each hard bud, wetting them with his tongue before blowing on them. A moan sounded in the back of her throat as she bit down on her lip and pulled against the restraints.
He kissed down her stomach, lighting a spark every time his lips came into contact with her hot skin. He moved away, avoiding her pussy, and began kissing up each leg. When he stepped away, his absence affected her more than she thought it would. Her heart beat loudly in her ears, and her breathing increased. She strained to hear where he was, what he was doing, but there was only the loud beating of her heart, and darkness.
Without warning, she felt a drop of ice-cold water land between her breasts a second before he pressed an ice cube against her skin.
"Fuck," she gasped in surprise.
"Remember the rules, Jasmine," Emmett said, "You have to be quiet for me."
A whine sounded in the back of her throat as he continued his teasing.
Of course, she remembered the rules. She had agreed to them. They were sitting around the table after cleaning up the dishes talking about everything and anything. Both had a long day at work, and the conversation simply flowed between them. One subject led to the next, and then things got interesting.
"What's something you've never told me?" he said.
Jaz asked, "What do you mean?"
He smiled at her. "A secret. You know, any deep dark secrets you're harboring?" He sat up in his seat and looked down at his glass of water between his hands. "Ok, I'll go first. From the time I first asked you out, I knew I wanted to sleep with you."
She giggled in embarrassment, and shook her head. "I guess I should be flattered."
"Wait, I'm not done." He laughed with her, and his fingers began to fidget. "Something hit me when you told me you were a virgin that night. I knew I still wanted to sleep with you, but I was scared thinking about being your first. So...I spent a lot of time searching online to do my best not to screw things up."
Grey eyes looked up at her with a shy smile. "The internet was my best friend during that time," he joked.
"You were scared?" She reached out to squeeze his hand.
He shrugged. "I wanted to make it good for you."
She gave him a small appreciative smile, and held onto his hand. Taking a deep breath, Jaz searched her mind for a secret. Heat crept up her neck as her mind thought of one.
Should I? Just do it. Say it.
"I've had this fantasy..."
His eyebrows rose.
Playing around with his fingers, she spoke softly, "...of being submissive."
His hand stilled, while her fingers traced lazy shapes in his palm. "You want to try that?" he asked.
With a tentative nod, she spoke up, "We don't have to if it's not your thing. It's just something I thought of."
"I want to." Emmett gripped her fingers. "But, let's lay some ground rules first."
The whole time he asked her questions about her fantasy, and her boundaries, Jaz felt her ears burning. They talked about his rules, and a safe word, and her pleasure. When they came to an agreement, Emmett tugged her along in the direction of his room, holding her hand the whole time.
Is this really happening?
Being tied up to the bed, and submitting to her lover's control had always just been a fantasy. Now, here she was, giving up all control of their pleasure to Emmett, and she was loving every minute of it.
Jaz let out a pleased sigh. The ice circled each breast, coming closer and closer to her nipples, but leaving at the last minute. He trailed the ice down her torso, following the path he made earlier and stopping just above her mound.
She felt his tongue delve into her mouth, and he deepened the kiss. The gentle kissing was gone as he consumed her, thrusting his tongue in and out, sucking on her own tongue, and nibbling on her lower lip before backing away.
Her body felt as if it were on overload from all the sensations. She felt him kneeling at the end of the bed, spreading her legs apart and pushing her knees to her chest.
He tsked out loud, holding her legs wide apart. "You've ruined your panties, Jasmine," he scolded.
She felt a small smile tug on the corner of her lips, wanting to giggle at his tone. No one ever made her name sound so sexy. She felt so brazen, enjoying how exposed she was to him.
