Passionate Servant

Chapter 4

    With her mind clouded by her pleasure, she opened her eyes to see her Master watching her with a smirk and amusement twinkling in His dark gaze. 'Why is he looking at me like that?' she thought sluggishly to herself, her gaze dropping as she felt a blush building on her face. It took her a moment to register that she had somehow managed to slide down to rest on her knees and her blush deepened. 'Good Gods, it was just a kiss.' A mind blowing kiss, yes, but still just a kiss.

    With a mental groan, she brought her gaze back up to her Master, absently biting at her lower lip in the process as she watched Him. She was nervous and more than a little embarrassed to find herself on her knees in front Him, something that appeared to amuse Him though she didn't understand why. Fidgeting, her fingers twisting at the edge of her halter dress, she dropped her gaze back down to her lap.

    A strange, low purring reached her ears and heat pressed against her as His fingers gently touched her chin, forcing her gaze back to His. She knew here eyes would be wide, giving away her confusion and the mild fear that she was trying so hard to ignore. The warmth in His chocolate eyes did little to calm her racing pulse as His gaze searched hers. "You don't need to be embarrassed or afraid around me, Saiya. I know this is new to you and I am a very patient man."

    As he kept her gaze locked on his, his gentle grasp on her chin helping to calm her, she struggled with her confusion for a moment before she could speak. "How..." She paused to wet her suddenly dry lips with her tongue, a motion His gaze quickly followed before returning to meet hers. The sudden lust she saw staring back at her almost making her lose her voice as her breath hitched and caught in her throat.

    "How, what, ma petite cherie?" His voice was low and extremely husky to her ears.

    "How did you know my name? Until now, you've always called me 'ma petite cherie.' I never..." She trailed off, her eyes widening further as He simply smiled at her.

    "You summoned me to you, if you recall." She did remember, her blush deepening. She would never forget that night. "I know you, Saiya. I know what you need and I know how to give you what you need. It's why I'm here, after all."

    "I still don't understand, though," she whispered, her voice soft as she struggled with herself. Nothing was created out of thin air. Nothing. She knew that. So where had He come from? What was His past? If He knew everything about her, something she sincerely hoped wasn't true... If it was, then why would He even want her?

    He frowned down at her, clearly witnessing her struggle and confusion. "Here." He let go of her chin and offered His hand to her. "Let me show you, then. Let me show you what you need."

    Biting her lower lip, having more questions than she had answers, she tentatively placed her hand in His, letting Him pull her to her feet. Even through all of her confusion and questions, she wanted this. Her feet firmly under her, she stared at His hand wrapped around hers as He turned and pulled her further into her home.