(Melissa's POV)
His pink lips grazed my neck and I let a moan escape. His hands lifting my chin. God, I knew this was wrong but I couldn't fight Master Alex the way I fought Master Jefferson; maybe because i felt something in my heart when Master Alex looked at me. I felt Master tug on my bottom lip with his teeth. I slowly began to unbutton his shirt. I felt his hands running down the center of my stomach before he ran a finger over my wet undergarments . I opened my eyes for one second and saw the painted picture of Master Alex and his wife. "Master, stop." He slowly see removed his heated body from me. "Your married and your my Master." He stared at me.
Master grabbed my hand, I didn't object against it. I just went along. He led me to apart of the house I had never been to. His office. It was filled with books and papers. He led me to the balcony. "My wife. My wife. She hasn't been my wife in years. We got married when we were seventeen. Not because we were in love but because that's what our family's wanted. I tried to love her with everything in my soul. There's things I like about my wife and I care about her; But, I don't feel the desire I feel for her when I look at you. When I saw you there with that man. I felt right then and there the need to protect you. You are my worker. Yes. But the feeling that runs through my veins when I see you. I can't shake. I wanna make love to you. I wanna start from your mouth, I wanna kiss the crease in your neck, suck each nipple and listen to those soft moans. I wanna kiss down your belly, till I reach your core. I'm gonna kiss your thighs nice and slow and make my way to your center and nibble on your clitoriz till you scream and Slide my tongue in out of your entry. Next I'm gonna come up and kiss you because I want you taste your self. I wanna please you in more ways than one. I wanna hold you, bathe you, laugh with you and cry with you. I'm not sure why I feel this way but I do.
My breath was gone, my undergarments wet. I remebered my mother telling me about that feeling in the pit of your stomach. The feeling that left you feeling confused yet daze, tearful, unsure, happy, confident, amazed. I remembered she said you can't control it or who you feel it for. I am in love with my Master.
