My Possessive Dom

Chapter 9

Oh my god. What have I done?

"What's going on?" Jake asks as he chuckles.

"I-uh need a place to stay for a while," I stammer out.

"Okayy. Help me cook up something real quick and then we can talk about it."

"Okay," I say hesitantly. "Oh, can I get a uh..." I trail off and motion at my body.

"Sure thing," he says and walks down the hall.

This dorm is very similar to mine and Caleb's and even has a similar style couch.

"Here," Jake says as he tosses a white t shirt to me.

"I meant maybe something from Maggie's closet but this works I guess," I say as I slip it on.

It falls a little below my ass. I walk to the kitchen with Jake and stand by the counter.

"How do you feel about spaghetti?" He asks.

"Sure."

"Can you fill this pot up with water and I'll get the noodles?" He asks as he hands me a medium sized pot.

It's kind of scary how nonchalant he's being about this. Will he tell Caleb where I am after he finds out I ran away? Maybe, unlike Caleb, he has one understanding bone in his body.

"We'll have to let it boil before we do anything," he says.

"Alright." I say, avoiding eye contact and placing the pot on the stove.

"So what's the story?" He asks as he moves towards me. He grabs my hips and pulls me up to set me on the kitchen counter.

"Well it's kind of your fault actually," I say looking away.

"Oh, really?" He says with a small smirk on his face.

"Why did you send that?"

"Didn't you read it?"

"Well yeah."

"Then you know why I sent it," he says as he stirs in the noodles.

That wasn't what I wanted to know but I suppose he's right.

"You shouldn't have sent that. Don't send anything like that again," I say.

"You realize you're in my place, right? That if I wanted I could pull you over my knee and spank you until you were panting. Until you were begging for more?" He says with his face right in front of mine.

"Sure," is all I say, still on my streak of bravery.

He pulls me off the counter and carries me bridal style to living room, placing me on his lap as he takes a seat on the couch. He grins at me and I think he could feel my heart beat pick up. He flips me onto my stomach and pulls up my shirt. I look back at him with wide and confused eyes but instead of being met with cold, I'm met with warm.

"Come here," He says as he flips me over so I'm sitting in his lap facing him. "Now tell me what happened."

It was a bluff. He's holds me in his arms and I just want to lean into his chest and be wrapped up. Not that I want him, it's just feels like it's been awhile since I've been treated with such genuine affection. I couldn't even get that from my own mother, but I don't want to tell him because I don't know what he'll do, but I also feel like I can trust him.

"Well..." I say, drawing it out. "I got that text and Caleb wasn't happy. And I just sorta ran I guess."

I looked up to him to see what he thought. He looked amused.

"You just ran. In your bra and underwear?" I swear this boy chuckles at everything.

"It's not funny."

"Yes, it is. But I don't imagine Caleb being thrilled."

"Prob-" I start but he cuts me off.

"Oh my god. You are hiding out here. That does not look good for you."

"Yeah yeah I know. Please don't rub it in."

"Well since you asked so politely..." He said, genuinely. "You know, I've always known Caleb to be a slow mover. If you don't mind me asking, where has he touched you?"

He seems like a genuine and kind person, but this question was meant to rattle me. Sitting on his lap I take his right hand and bring it up to my cheek. I lightly trail the tips of his fingers down my cheek and my neck, sending shivers to my core. My eyes follow his hand as it trails down my chest and stops on my breasts. I look up to see him attentive, his eyes gleaming. I look back down and trail his hand down my stomach and gently pull it around so his fingers linger on the side of my ass and look back up again. I take his hand and gently set it back on the couch, leaving my fingers to linger on his.

Hungrily he asks, "and where has his lips been?" with a voice that is no longer amused.

He holds out his hand and I take it in mine again. It's warmer this time. I feel warm all over. Daring and adventurous and enjoying his gentle caressing of my skin. I find the urge to moan as his hands move down my cheek again but stop at neck. My heart is beating unbelievably fast as I make eye contact with Jake as I set his hand down again.

"I'm sorry you're going to be in trouble because of me," he says, almost breathless.

"It's alright," I say in the same way.

"I enjoy this, but I guess it wasn't meant to be," he says.

I nod because I know he's probably right. If it was meant to be then I would've been assigned him as my dom and I would know nothing of Caleb. He picks me back up the same way he brought me over here and takes me to the counter. The noodles look done.