His Absolute Betrayal - Elise's Love Story: The Billionaire's Continuum (#2) (A Contemporary Romance Novel) (20 page)

"It's a cookie," I added.  "It's good."

"Thank you," he said.

I didn't know if it was true, but I thought I heard a genuine smile in his tone of voice.  A moment passed, then he began crunching and eating the cookie.

"You said something to me then.  You said you didn't want me to think, you wanted me to feel.  You said you forbid me to think or worry or be anxious or to analyze, and you just wanted me to feel.  You didn't even want me to understand any of it.  You wanted me to give in and accept every little sensation, which was hard for me at first, but when I finally did... it was so special and wonderful, Lucent.  It's still hard for me to do sometimes, but I like to do it when I can.  It's very freeing."

He nodded slightly.

"That's what I want you to do right now," I said.  "Sort of, at least.  You can think a little bit, but I don't want you to worry or be nervous or any of that, alright?  Just talk to me and tell me everything and be you, and feel.  How's that sound?"

"I believe that was an altogether different situation," he said.  "Mainly because we were about to partake in extreme intimacy, which—"

He trailed on, continuing to say more, but I didn't bother listening.  Instead, I reached for the front of his pants and unbuttoned them.  Lucent paused for a fraction of a second, then continued, but so did I.  I unzipped his pants, then pulled at them, tugging them down.  He lifted his hips and let me remove them, which I did, gladly.  I pulled off his shoes, then his socks, removing his pants after, then his underwear.  He kept trying to talk, to say something, but I didn't know what and it didn't matter.  I unbuttoned his shirt, then lifted it up and away, sliding his arms through the sleeves.

Lucent sat on the couch now, completely naked.  This, I thought, was good.  I liked it.

"Miss Tanner, Mr. and Mrs. Landseer are in the other room.  I hardly feel this is appropriate," he said.

I kissed his words away, tasting the faint remnants of cookie crumbs on his lips.  "I don't want you to think about that," I said.  "Mistress Tanner, remember?"

He laughed.  "What kind of punishment is this?"

"It'll be a really bad punishment if you don't do what I say," I said.  "What do you think of that?"

"I'm vaguely curious to see what sort of ideas you have in mind," he said.

"Are you defying me, Lucent?"

"Perhaps..."

"Stand up," I said.

He obliged me.  We could barely see one another in the darkness, but it didn't matter.  I saw enough of him to do what I wanted to do.  While he stood there, waiting, I planned my actions.

With a gentle thwap, I spanked his butt.  It didn't make a lot of noise, but in the silence of night it sounded loud.  Lucent started to protest, but I spanked him again.

"Alright, you can sit now," I said.

Lucent sat and stared at me, and looked altogether far too formal and confident for someone who'd just been spanked.  I frowned at him, for all the good it did in the dark.

"That was hardly what I would call—" he started to say.

I interrupted him with my hand on his cock, though.  One hand for his cock, and the other for his balls.  I straddled his lap, still fully clothed, teasing and stroking and squeezing him.

"Yes?" I asked, coy.  "Go on?"

"Miss Tanner, you—"

Nope.  Not good at all.  I squeezed his balls tightly and snuck in for a kiss.  "Mistress," I said, speaking directly between his lips.

"I don't know what's gotten into you," he said. 

He said this, yes, and he sounded slightly affronted, but his hardening cock said something entirely different.  I stroked him more now, up and down, slow and languorous, enjoying the feeling of his thickness in my hand.

"I'm dominating you," I said.  "It's a thing I've decided to do now.  It's kind of fun."

"You like it?" he asked.

"Kind of, but I'm going to stop if you don't apologize to me like I asked you to before."

"I apologize," he said.  "I really do.  Honestly and truthfully, I am so very sorry."

"Are you just saying that because I'm squeezing your balls?" I asked.

"I'm saying it because it's true," he said.  "I'm sure the fact that you have my testicles gripped tightly in your hand doesn't hurt matters, though."

"Alright, and promise not to do it again.  Call me Mistress Tanner, too."

"I promise," he said.  "As best I can, I promise never to do what I did today.  I will think matters through more thoroughly in the future, and come up with more appropriate plans."

I squeezed his cock tight as a playful warning.

"Mistress Tanner," he added.

"Good.  Now..."  I needed more questions to ask.  This was kind of fun.  "Where are we?  I didn't really ask and I don't understand."

"Mrs. Landseer's been paying for her old apartment, apparently.  This is the first time she's been here since she moved in and married Mr. Landseer, but it's become useful given the current situation."

"That makes sense," I said.  "Now I want you to repeat that sentence, except use their first names."

"Miss Tanner, I—"

I squeezed his balls hard, and his cock harder.  Doing my best to sound aggressive and harsh, I leaned towards his ear and tried to growl my words.  "Do it."

His shaft flexed and squeezed against my grip.  I felt his hardness growing even harder in my hands.  I squeezed his balls a little tighter, enjoying the odd power I held.  It wasn't the fact that I could hurt him, because I didn't want to hurt Lucent and I wasn't going to, but more that I had a firm grip on
him
, you know?  There was certainly more to Lucent than his testicles, but this was his virility, his masculinity, and more.  Currently, all of that was in my possession.

Jessika talked of her and Asher trying to have a baby.  In my hands, held tight, was the exact thing that could give me a baby.  Nevermind the logistics behind that, because I wouldn't be getting pregnant anytime soon, but... if I could, then I had that power at my fingertips, literally.

"Jessika's been paying for her old apartment," Lucent said, repeating himself from before.  "This is the first time she's been here since she married Asher.  It's a useful place considering the circumstances."

"Good," I said, and I kissed him.

"You're quite the dominatrix," Lucent said.

"I want to try something," I said.  "Lucent, can I try something?"

"You're the one in control," he said with a grin.

"Yes, but maybe it's too mean.  I don't know, though?"

"What is it?" he asked.

"I want to..."  I loosened my grip on his masculine parts, then lifted my hips.  I let go of his balls altogether, shimmied my skirt up a little, pushed my panties aside, and... "I want to do this," I said, right before lowering myself onto his cock.  I guided him with my hand and he slid easily inside of me.  "But different.  I'm not going to move, and you aren't, either."

"I can see what you mean.  This does seem extreme.  It might be too pernicious."

"Did you just call me pernicious?" I asked, laughing.  "That's rude."

"You're sitting on my erect cock, leaving me inside of you, and you said we're not going to have sex," he said as a point of fact.

"I know.  That's part of the punishment."

"Part?" he asked.  "There's more?"

"Yes, because—"  I smiled to myself, giddy.  Careful, I moved one hand to my front, slipped it beneath the skirt of my dress and the front of my panties, then started teasing and toying at my clit.  "I want to do this, too."

"You want me to sit here while you masturbate with my cock inside you?" he asked.

"Mhm," I said, nodding and biting my bottom lip.

"I don't know how I feel about that."

"I know how I feel about it."  I rubbed a little faster against my clit with two fingers, then squeezed my inner walls, gripping Lucent tight inside of me.  "Do you want to guess?"

"What do I get if I guess right?" he asked.

"I'll go up and down once," I said.  "Just once.  Up, then down.  That's it."

He considered his options for all of a quarter of a second.  "I hope you feel good, Mistress Tanner," he said.  "Do you plan on getting yourself off like this?"

I lifted myself up until just the head of his cock remained inside of me, then slow and sensuous I lowered myself back down.  I squeezed tight against him when I reached the bottom, once, twice, then another time.

"I want to," I said, whispering into his ear.  "Not you, though.  I don't want you to cum until I say so, alright?  Maybe not even at all?  What do you think of that?"

He tried to kiss me, but I dodged his lips.  He tried to buck his hips up, but I slapped him hard across the cheek.  Then I covered my mouth in panic.

"Was that too loud?" I asked.  "Do you think they heard us?"

"Possibly," Lucent said, trying not to laugh.  "I assure you I won't be doing that again.  You've proven your point that insubordination is unacceptable."

"Yes," I said, nodding once.  "Exactly that."

Right at that moment, Jessika's bedroom door opened.  It was dark, so I couldn't see much, and the bedroom light was off, so she probably couldn't see much either, but Jessika stepped out of her room and walked to the bathroom.  The bathroom was sort of between the kitchen and the living room, in the small hallway leading to the bedroom, so she had no reason to come in here, but what if she did?  Or what if she saw us as she was going into the bathroom?  Or...?

Lucent froze.  I did, too.  Jessika went to the bathroom, stepped inside, turned on the light, and closed the door.  We were safe.

"Don't move," I whispered into his ear.  "I'm going to keep touching myself.  You better not move or say anything or she's going to catch us."

"I highly doubt this is a good idea," Lucent whispered.

"I don't care what you think.  I'm doing it anyways."

And I did.  I rubbed my clit more, moving in delightfully delicious circles, feeling the soft cloth of my panties against the back of my hand while I teased and tormented the needy, pulsing nub beneath my fingertips.  I pressed lightly against the hood of my clit, then moved my fingers back and forth, grazing over it.  It felt good, I wanted more.  Fast, anxious, the potential beginnings of my climax simmered and surged forth, scratching their desires at the core of my body.

More, just a little more.  I clenched against Lucent's cock, enjoying his thickness inside of me, filling me.  I rubbed a little faster now, then faster still, then...

Jessika flushed the toilet and opened the bathroom door.  She stepped out and turned off the light.  I froze.  Lucent froze, too, but he was mostly frozen to begin with.  Jessika started to walk towards the bedroom, but changed her mind halfway there and came to the end of the living room.  Lucent and I sat there, him on the couch and me on his cock.  I hoped she didn't see us.

"Elise?" Jessika whispered into the darkness.  "Are you awake?"

"Yes?" I said.  Then, unsure, I continued slowly rubbing at my clit.  Lucent stared at me, aghast, but he didn't dare say anything.

"Did you talk with Lucent?  Did you two make up?"

"We talked," I said, voice hushed.  "He's stubborn and difficult sometimes.  And willful.  He's hard—"  I moved close to him for that word, almost kissing his lips.  I squeezed tight against him while his cock throbbed inside of me.  "—to deal with, but I hope he listened to me.  I know I'm not perfect, and I don't expect him to be, but I want him to open up a little more sometimes.  I don't think that's too much to ask.  We haven't completely made up yet, but I think I can forgive him."

"Is he sleeping?" she asked.  I thought maybe she should have asked that before.

I wanted to let Lucent decide the answer for himself.  I embraced him, pressing all of my body against him, breasts on his bare chest, my nose against his neck, cheek on his shoulder.  "Are you sleeping?" I asked, whispering so only he could hear me.

Lucent shuddered.  His chest rippled beneath me, muscles flexing at our intimacy.  Wrapping his arms around my waist, he held me close to him.

"I'm awake, Mrs. Landseer," Lucent said.  "Thank you for your kind thoughts and careful consideration.  I shall be contemplating everything Miss Tanner has said, and I apologize for the disruption I've caused.  We've all been through a great deal, but I believe we shall come out of it for the better.  I hope to rest and fully realize where our situation is at by tomorrow morning.  As well, I hope Miss Tanner will choose to stay with me, by my side, as I wish to remain at hers."

"Good," Jessika said, sounding pleased with herself.  "I'm glad, you two.  We'll work everything out.  You're not alone, you know?  We're in this together.  Maybe we have to deal with some things differently, but I think we can all work together.  Like you said, maybe this is difficult now, but we can become better people because of it.  I don't really know how, because, um... well, some of it's a little odd, but maybe?  We can try, at least."

While Jessika spoke, I teased and harassed Lucent.  I rocked back and forth on his cock, feeling him deep inside of me.  The front of my dress rubbed against his taut abs, both of which—my clothes and his body—rubbed against my desirous clit.  I kissed his neck, soft, not making a sound.

"I won't let you rest," I said to Lucent, nothing more than a wisp of breath against his throat.  "I won't let you leave my side."

He breathed in deep.  I couldn't see much, but I saw him close his eyes, savoring the moment.

Jessika finished talking while I exploited Lucent's body.  Then she said, "Good night, then.  Rest well, alright?  We'll talk in the morning."

"Good night, Jessika.  Thank you again," I said.

"Sleep well, Mrs. Landseer," Lucent said.

Jessika started to walk away and go back to the bedroom.  I lifted myself off of Lucent's cock, fully planning on slamming down on him hard as soon as I heard the bedroom door close.  Which should be soon.  So soon.  I almost did it preemptively, almost forcefully shoved his cock inside of me with the momentum of my fall, wanting to feel and hear flesh slap against flesh, carnal and rough.

Jessika turned around fast before I did and said something else, though.  "If you need anything, you can come get us.  Don't worry about waking us up or interrupting or anything, alright?  I don't think now is the time to be worrying about something like that."