Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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"Shit, I've never wanted to be possessed by a man so badly."
It slipped my mind. I pull away, as embarrassed as I can be. I just want to get my things and run. But he doesn't fool me. He picks me up and starts walking, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Where are you going?" I dare to ask.
"Into the bedroom."
"Oh -"
He walked down a hallway filled with paintings. To keep from falling, I put my arms around his neck. When we reached the room, he laid me on the bed and went back to close the door. Girl, this is the moment we've been waiting for. We've got to do something right. I decide to take the lead.
"I have to get down on my knees. Sir?"
He turns to me. A small mischievous smile appears on his lips.
"No! Not tonight. Before you can be my submissive, you need to know more and sign a contract of consent. We need to discuss this!"
I'm disappointed. He notices this and comes to sit beside me.
"So... you won't touch me?"
"I didn't say that, Princess."
I love hearing that word. It's like it has the power to increase my desire. He knows that he doesn't leave me indifferent. I can't help but bite my lower lip when I think of all the things he's going to do to me. For once I don't feel the slightest fear or apprehension. I want to feel him inside of me. That's why I'm here. I know that I can leave at any time. But I don't intend to move an inch.
"I want to see what you can do."
He smiles.
"Are you sure?"
He slides his thumb across and forces me to release my lip.
"You know... I don't want to scare you. I think we should start slowly."
"I don't agree!"
"You're not ready!"
"It is not your decision."
I see a little fear in his eyes, but he shouldn't have any.
-You wanted me to be your sub. I agreed. At least I'm willing to try. But how will I know if I like it if you don't show me anything?"
He takes a long moment to think, which seems like hours. But I'm probably exaggerating. Finally he realizes that I'm right. I can't sign this contract, or even discuss it, if I don't know what he's talking about. And I need him to initiate me. I want him to show me.
"All right, but we'll take it slow. And in my own way."
