Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“What sound?” I ask him, not sure what he is referring to.
“Your laugh. It’s beautiful.” I duck my head. I find it funny that after all that we have just done, I find this compliment hard to take. “Doris, can you please have Hobbs bring up a medium rare steak, side of mash and corn as well as a salmon salad, with bleu cheese, bacon and Italian dressing. Please also bring a cup of lemon tea with honey. That will be all.” he says before hanging up. His arms have not left me, and my head has not left him. “So, I figured by now, you would have some questions for me, no?” I'm not sure if I am ready for the answers. If this is simply a short term thing, I think I would rather not know and just enjoy this comfort while I can. But the other part of me, wants to be prepared and to steal myself from heartbreak. “Jewel.” freaking goosebumps. Whenever his voice gets all… 'Jewel’, I get goosebumps over every inch of my body.
“Yes. I do.” I can't seem to meet his eyes.
“Eyes, Jewel.” he waits for me to look at him. “Now what are your questions?”
“I guess I just want to know what this is? Well, more like how long do I have before I am back under the tunnel?” I hear the break in my voice as I think about going back there. The truth is though, it fits me. It fits my darkness.
“Never.” I gasp, not sure I heard him right.
“Wh-what?”
“Never. You are never fucking going back there.”
“Then what is this…what am I?” I am not sure what I expect him to say, but it is not the answer I get.
“My light.” He answers so simply before kissing me softly and moving my hair from my face. “You, canary, are my light. The perfect juxtaposition to my darkness.” my head begins to shake, not able to accept this.
“I can’t be your light. I am covered in darkness, too.” glancing up at his face, I note the fierceness in his eyes, and I am not sure what to make of it. He grabs my hips and spins me so that I am straddling him and holy hell, is this the wrong position. I can feel him, poking my clit, even through his pants and I can't help but push down on his cock, biting my lip, the sensation feels so good. Smack.
“Be good baby. Now is not the time.” Well damn. “Listen to me, just because darkness surrounds you, doesn’t mean it lives in you. Adaptation is not the same thing as owning it. Do you understand? You had to adapt to your surroundings in order to survive. That does not mean, it is who you are. You, little bird, are all that is good, sweet and bright in this world. What does it say about me that I want to take all of those things and add my mud to them?”
“I don’t know. What does it say about me that I think I would like that?” wait, where did I get the courage to say that to him?
“It says you are perfect for me. You need to know, a couple of things. One, once I take you tonight, I own you. You are my property. My toy. My little bird. My pussy. My light. My sweet girl. I will make you a lot of other things that will come in time, but I want you to know, you are also going to be my world. My everything. From the moment you walked into my office I felt something foreign in my chest, that I couldn't explain or figure out until you walked out the door. I knew, baby, and I think you did too. That is why you ran. There will be no more running, Jewel. You run from me and the consequences will render you unable to sit, stand, or move. Do you understand?” What the hell am I supposed to say to all of that? I know any normal girl would get up, run and never look back. Not me. Something tells me, this is where I belong. “Answer me, baby.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.”
“Good girl.”
“Wait, you said two things. What is the other thing?” I know I shouldn't ask. You know, the whole never ask questions unless you are ready for the answers, but I have to know. I want to know everything about him.
“You need to know, I don't live in the darkness, Jewel. I am the darkness.” the look in his eyes is deadly. Shivering, I am about to ask him what he means when a knock at the door interrupts and our food is brought in. everything we just talked about fades as all of the aromas hit me at once. “Come on sweet girl. Let me feed you.” for the next twenty minutes he feeds me from the fork, while kissing and touching me. Whispering dirty things in my ear, keeping me wet and needy. He says he is priming me. Getting me ready for my new life. I am not sure what he means, but whatever it is, it feels so good. “Are you full baby?”