Have at it!
I hadn't prepared anything for her.
Chapter 4:
“Angela, cancel whatever I have schedule this afternoon and hold all my calls. I won’t be back in the office today.”
“Of course, Mr. Cullen. Will you be in tomorrow?”
“Possibly. I’ll let you know.”
I ended the call, and glanced over at my slave.
My slave. Holy shit.
As far as I could tell, only the quality of the road surface caused Bella to move in the slightest. She sat in the passenger seat as still as she could possibly be. She kept her eyes on the floor in front of her, never even glancing out the window as we pulled out of the parking lot, down the street and onto the freeway.
I, on the other hand, could barely keep my eyes on the road at all. I kept looking at her. Everything about her was captivating. The way her hair lay over her shoulders – which I wanted to touch. The way the tight fabric of her shirt framed the top of her breasts – which I wanted to touch. The way her skirt had slipped slightly between her legs, so I could see them outlined – which I wanted to touch, or at least see.
Well, there wasn’t any reason I couldn’t at least see them, was there?
“Pull up your skirt,” I said.
“How far, Master?”
I wondered idiotically what her response would have been if I had said “jump.”
“I want to see your legs.”
She reached down and grasped the edge of her skirt with both hands, pulling it up to the top of her thighs – all the way to where I could see the slightest hint of lacy white panties. Her long, pale legs were beautifully shaped, and my cock apparently agreed, since it seemed to want to stand up to get a better look. I reached over with my right hand and touched her thigh with my fingertips, immediately enamored with how silky smooth her skin was. My hand wrapped a little farther around, so my palm could get a little of the action as well, and I squeezed her thigh gently. My pinkie finger reached out to touch the edge of her panties.
“Fuck!”
A loud, rumbling noise echoed through the car, and I placed my hand back on the wheel and steered out of the median and off the damn road hiccups as the guy behind me blared his horn. I tried to get my breathing back under control as I gripped the wheel with one hand and ran the other through my hair. I glanced back at Bella quickly, and saw her eyes wide and one of her hands covering her mouth while the other was grasping the edge of her seat. She looked like she was holding her breath.
“I’m sorry, Master,” Bella whispered.
“Sorry?” I asked. “Sorry for what?”
“I’m sorry if I distracted you, Master – I didn’t mean to.”
“You are distracting,” I mumbled, then spoke up. “But I’m the one holding the wheel.”
“Yes, Master.”
I sighed and wondered – not for the first time – what the fuck I thought I was doing. Again – not for the first time – I pushed those kinds of thoughts out of my head. Prepared or not, the big part of this was already a done deal. I owned her. She was mine. My responsibility.
I let that thought push out the other ones while I merged back over to the right. She was my responsibility, completely and totally. I’d have to give her everything she needed.
“Fuck!” I yelled again, and for the first time, I saw her jump a bit. “Goddamnit!!”
I hadn’t prepared anything for her. I didn’t have any clothes for her or even a fucking toothbrush. I punched the gas and took the next exit that led to the nearest mall. If nothing else, I probably needed to be off the damn highway, just to get my thoughts in order. I pulled into the mall parking lot near the Macys, and parked out as far away from the door as I could. Since it was the middle of the week in the middle of the afternoon, the mall didn’t appear to be too crowded, so I found a spot without any other cars around and stopped.
I tried to collect myself a bit, and then looked over to her. Her skirt was still up high on her legs, her hands were placed delicately on her knees, and her eyes were on the floor of the car.
“Look at me,” I said, and she complied immediately. I could feel my lungs struggling for enough oxygenated blood to supply both of my heads, but I didn’t think it was really working. I looked at her face more closely, her lovely cheekbones, gorgeous, deep brown eyes and her full lips. I reached my hand out and palmed her cheek, then ran my thumb over her cheekbone, then her lips. “You are a beautiful girl, Bella.”
She didn’t respond, just kept her eyes trained to mine. I could see the slight swell of her chest as she breathed in quick, shallow breaths. I wanted to kiss her, and felt my tongue dart out over my lips. I hesitated, and then realized I could kiss her. I could do whatever I wanted with her. I could lean the seat back and fuck her right here in the parking lot if I wanted to.
At least a little of that oxygen must have been reaching the head on top of my shoulders, because I didn’t think moving quite that fast was the very best idea. I did move my hand to her chin, lean over the seat, and take her mouth with mine.
Her lips were soft, warm, and she tasted like heaven. She kissed me back, quietly and tentatively, but I could still discern the pressure from her lips. She opened them slightly, and I took the invitation to explore her mouth with my tongue. She tilted her head minutely, allowing me better access to deepen the kiss, but I pulled back to look at her instead. Her eyes opened, and she must have let some of her guard down a little, because I was fear in them for the first time.
But I didn’t want her to be afraid of me, right?
Chapter End Notes:
I hate those little highway hiccups. They'll scare the crap out of you! I guess that's what they are there for, huh?
So...not so prepared, is he?
How is he going to reaction to her first sign of fear?
Drop me a review and let me know!
I may post a bit more tonight.
